Let Go of That Boy! He's Mine!

In the airport hall, Feng Qing received a call from Mr. Qing Er as soon as she got off the plane. "Sis, come and save me. I'm at the Capital Portuguese Casino… Ah… What are you guys doing…"

Before Feng Qing could speak, Mr. Qing Er's mouth was covered by someone. There was a squeak. Just as he was about to hang up the phone, a cold man's voice sounded. "He called you sister. Then you two should be relatives. The Capital Portuguese Casino. Ten million. Otherwise, you can come and collect the corpse."

"Ha, you mean ten million hell coins? I don't know him. Do as you wish." Feng Qing sneered and hung up the phone.

Feng Qing turned around and bumped into a cute and helpless girl. The girl blushed and said, "Little Brother, can I add you as a friend?"

Feng Qing was slightly stunned. She glanced at the girl indifferently and walked around her to leave. From the moment she got off the plane, this was the eighth 'coincidental' accident.