[✔] Reborn to 90's :Sweetheart Cub (MTL ) Part 2(200-578)

Chapter 237 Heart Last Moon

   "Gambling."

  Song Yueliang raised her eyes and looked at the man, "If you dare to bet with me for having nothing, I have to save face. Song Ziyu, go back and get your things ready."

   "I may not be the one who needs to prepare, Song Yueliang, don't underestimate people."

   After making a bet, Song Ziyu left without turning his head, and his back was determined.

   After he left, Chen Mo knocked on the door and came in, "I think he's really going all out this time."

  Song Yueliang smiled, "It's the first time that he can make me admire him."

   "Admiration?"

   "I admire his courage, but his strength... is far worse than his courage."

   "If Mr. Song dares to make this bet, he is sure to win. Mr. Song, be careful of the opponent's backhand."

"Ok."

  Song Yueliang lowered her eyes.

  Based on what she knew about Song Chunsheng, he must have initiated the bet this time.

  Song Ziyu didn't have the brains, nor did he have the guts to bet on Song's shares.

  Since Song Chunsheng dared to gamble, he must think that he is sure of winning.

  The way that despicable person can think of to manipulate her is nothing more than repeating the old tricks, clamping down on her weakness and forcing her to submit.

  Song Yueliang looked out the window sideways, her eyes were cold.

  Her weakness, one is in the idler's villa, which is the territory of Mr. Tang, and Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu dare not make up their minds.

  The rest are all in Taoxi Village.

  Song Chunsheng will reach out to Taoxi Village.

   While meditating, Chen Mo exclaimed suddenly, "Huh? Why are there so many balloons popping up all of a sudden?"

  Song Yueliang stared at the big glass window of the office, and at some point, colorful balloons were floating.

   "There is still a word on the balloon!" Chen Mo exclaimed again, a person who has always been calm and rigid rarely showed his emotions, and walked to the window curiously, "When will the moon and moon fall? With, me, and the moon...?"

  Chen Mo read, frowning, "Who sells balloons downstairs in our Taifeng? No, Mingyue...Mr. Song, Mr. Fu always calls you Moon, this Mingyue can't be referring to you?"

  Song Yueliang was silent, walked slowly to the window and looked downstairs, her complexion was as pale as an old dog, and the tips of her ears were red.

   In the most conspicuous place of the square downstairs, a huge heart shape was made with flowers at the moment. A tall and handsome man in a black windbreaker stood among the heart-shaped flowers, looking up.

   Even though it was far away, Song Yueliang seemed to be able to see the smile in his eyes, gentle and affectionate.

  In front of the man, there was still a chubby dumpling standing.

  Xiao Tuanzi was wearing a pink woolen hat and a pink padded jacket. Her little hands in pink gloves were raised high, holding a couplet in each hand and kept waving in her direction.

  Shanglian: Hope to hold your hand.

  Xialian: I hope my wish will come true.

   A moment later, the man held up a banner: Heart on the moon.