Pervert, Frivolous

He touched his nose and dejectedly returned to his room.

That night, Fang Yusheng slept very badly. The next morning, he looked at the tired man in the mirror and self-deprecatingly laughed. "Who told you to court death!" When he went downstairs, he passed by the guest room and glared at the fingerprint lock door.

Qiao Jiusheng was already eating breakfast. After having breakfast, she said, "Aunt Jin, I won't be back for lunch." She stood up to leave, treating Fang Yusheng as invisible.

Seeing that she was really leaving, Fang Yusheng stood up as well.

He put on his sunglasses and drove the Volkswagen, following Qiao Jiusheng, who was in her sports car,

This time, Qiao Jiusheng did not go to see Wei Shuyi or Wei Xin. Instead, she drove the car to Stone Gambling Street. Fang Yusheng watched her carefully choose from a pile of uncut stones.

Although stone gambling came with risks, Qiao Jiusheng did not seem to care.