"If, Jingyi, you are interested in something like this that is not even a man, then I can only tell you that I will not give up."
"After all, such a man has no qualifications and is not worthy of you."
Having said this, Miao Renlong once again picked up the red wine glass in front of him and shook it gently, as if he was in charge of the overall situation.
"you--"
Wang Jingyi was choked by Miao Renlong, and her face turned red with anger.
She was about to continue reasoning with Miao Renlong, when Ye Hao suddenly stood up, pressed her shoulders and asked her to sit back.
The intimate gesture made Miao Renlong narrow his eyes slightly, and a trace of anger flashed through his eyes.
Ignoring Miao Renlong's anger, Ye Hao put down his wine glass and said lightly with a smile on his face: "Since Young Master Miao wants to play, we can definitely play."
"But considering your status as Young Master Miao, talking about money is meaningless."
"After all, money is just a number to you."
"That thing is completely meaningless to you. Bet on my important people. This bet is not fair."
"If we want to play, let's be fair, okay?"
Miao Renlong's eyes froze slightly, and after a moment he said, "How do you want to play?"
Ye Hao clapped his hands and said: "It's very simple. I'm still here to calculate Miss Lin's marriage and take a look at her peach blossoms."
"I'm not sure. You don't need to talk nonsense. I'll get out of here. I'll never see Jingyi again in this life."
"If my calculations are accurate, get out of here and never bother Jingyi again in this life."
"How about it? Do you want to play?"
Hearing Ye Hao's words, there was a burst of chuckles from all around.
To bet on something like this, I can only say that the person named Ye is really cowardly.
Is fortune telling accurate?
Even if it's really accurate, how can you prove it? Even if it's proven, socialite Lin can only deny it.
All we can say is that this is a bet that is destined to lose, and the charlatan named Ye still sounds serious about it.
It seems that after seeing the power of Young Master Miao, he wanted to kneel down and lick him, but he didn't dare to be too direct, so he used this method.
Wang Jingyi also looked at Ye Hao with a worried look.
She finally found Ye Hao as a shield. If the so-called bet was canceled directly, wouldn't she be pestered by Miao Renlong again?
Thinking of the various chance encounters arranged by Miao Renlong and the so-called overbearing CEO plot, Wang Jingyi shivered cleverly.
Hearing Ye Hao's words, Miao Renlong laughed. Then he took out a slender cigarette and lit it. After blowing out a puff of smoke, he nodded and said: "Interesting, since you want to play like this, I will play with you."
"I'm looking forward to how you will tell Miss Lin's fortune now."
"Come on, Lin Xiaoting, give your birthday and horoscope to our Master Ye, and let him calculate it carefully."
When he said the words of birth date, Miao Renlong bit hard.
Lin Xiaoting instantly understood what he meant, which was to randomly give Ye Hao his birth date.
So no matter whether Ye Hao is really capable or fake, he can't be right.
As soon as she thought of this, Lin Xiaoting took out a pen and paper, casually wrote down a birth date, and threw it in front of Ye Hao with a joking look on her face.
The looks around him were all sarcastic. These ladies, young and old, all wanted to see how the charlatan in front of them deceived people.