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Philip said slowly, "Young man, you are very enthusiastic."

Louis let go of his hand completely, and took a step back: "Sorry? I'm just comforting the young master. He's too nervous."

Philip also looked at him tenderly, and smiled, "Thank you, you have comforted me too."

Louis: "...That's good."

They lowered their heads together, Lin Qingyang looked confused, he only felt something touching his face, very lightly, the contact area was no more than one square centimeter, he thought that Louis was poking him.

So he didn't understand at all what the two gentlemen in front of him were talking about: probably, maybe, maybe it was something he didn't understand.

"It officially starts at eight o'clock, Joe, how are you getting ready?"

Philip motioned for the old butler to push the wheelchair forward, and stretched out his hand to adjust his bow tie. Louis stepped back again to make room for them, and turned his head to face his father. Chesterton's expression was not as easy as Philip's. Still a little helpless and uncomfortable.

"Don't look at me like that, Father," Louie said vaguely, "I know what I'm doing."

Lin Qingyang came back to his senses and nodded holding his breath. Philip raised his chin approvingly, indicating that those people downstairs were just outsiders.

"It's nothing important." He also began to comfort the nervous young master, "Do whatever you want."

A teenager had sneaked in at the banquet, and everyone was aware of it.

He has beautiful blue eyes and black hair, and a three-dimensional and delicate face. He is an out-and-out mixed race; although he is wearing a suit, he can move freely, and his figure is particularly light and agile. When he shuttles through the crowd, he looks like a Bit elves - those mythical races with pointed ears.

Someone invited him to drink a glass of champagne, but he was politely rejected, and he left in a blink of an eye, as if his feet did not touch the ground, and he appeared at the other end of the hall in an instant, as if he had wings on his back.He stopped because more people noticed him and walked towards him involuntarily, surrounded by people unconsciously.

Philip standing upstairs smiled when he saw this scene.

"Alia was like this back then. Everyone was attracted to her, no matter how indifferent the boy. I didn't expect her children to be like this."

In fact, Lin Qingyang just wanted to come here to get some snacks to fill his stomach. Formal dinners are always much later than usual. Gnaw...huh?

A young gentleman came and stood beside him, smiling and asking his name.

Lin Qingyang didn't think there was anything wrong, and replied truthfully: "My name is Qiao."

"Joe, it's a nice name. Is Joe interested..."

The other party's voice became softer, and he didn't see any familiar guardian characters around Joe, so this boy...

Lin Qingyang realized something, put down the snack in his hand with a smile, and was about to reject him, when someone stood on the other side and said, "A guest from Fitzgerald's house, isn't it, Joe?"

Miss Elson Syphipps, last seen at a cruise party.

When the other party came over, the crowded crowd parted ways. It could be seen that her family was quite famous even in the upper class, and even she herself would be respected a little more.

"I remember very well that the last time Jo was taken by Mr. Wilfried."

The young gentleman thought that this was just a handsome boy with no family background who was brought in to open his eyes (maybe it was the male companion of some people who sneaked out to play), but he didn't expect that he had some connection with today's host family.

"So that's the case, forgive me for being rude." He smiled apologetically, introduced himself, and stretched out a hand in a symbol of friendship, "Smedley Richard."

"Good evening, Mr. Richard."

Lin Qingyang slowly let out the anger that had been in his heart all this time. He accepted a new life, so naturally he also accepted his new name.He stood up slightly, recalling Louis' posture in his mind. When he straightened his shoulders and neck calmly and calmly, he looked more like a well-educated prince.

He slowly introduced what he didn't finish just now: "I'm Joe... Joe Fitzgerald."

The scene was silent for a moment, and there was a slight gasp

Everyone's eyes widened and they took a deep breath!

A new Fitzgerald appeared at today's banquet, what does it mean?

With a high probability, today's dinner party is held for him.

Eilson let out a small exclamation. She always thought that Joe was from Wilfred's side. Everyone knew that the Fitzgerald family had few descendants, and even the distant relatives above them were pitifully few... Unexpectedly It turned out to be a young junior named Fitzgerald!

That Mr. Richard was also taken aback. He hesitated and stretched out his hand, not daring to retract it. Lin Qingyang shook hands with him generously, neatly.

At this time, the crowd let out another exclamation, and hurriedly dispersed, drinking and drinking, and the gentlemen who were discussing investment in the distance couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when they saw the junior's movement so loudly.But when they saw a green-eyed junior forcefully walking into the crowd, they all laughed and immediately understood what was going on.

A pair of hands stretched out and put it on Lin Qingyang's shoulders, Lin Qingyang held his hand back with a smile, and turned around and said, "Louis?"

Richard paused, he quickly raised his eyes, and collided with a pair of gray-green pupils.The other party was clearly smiling, but there was no warmth.

"Louis Wilfried."

Richard said sullenly, he also wanted to retreat, it is best to retreat in the crowd so that no one can see, so as to save standing with this child from other people's family and being compared.He is one of the people being compared, and whenever he encounters a range of tests, there will always be the name of the other party... terrible.

"Then who is Joe?" he asked cautiously.

The boy with the surname Fitzgerald who can stand in front of Wilfred, put these two clues together, and the final conclusion is self-evident——

The next young owner of Fitz Manor!

The clock rang, the band stopped playing, and the bright filaments pulled by the chandelier fell from the door of the resplendent hall to the end. The graceful figures on the floor swayed, accompanied by the strong smell of perfume and the crisp sound of heels hitting the floor, gradually Dense and converging, it becomes another form of performance that is accepted invisible by everyone among the music.

All the light was focused on him, no matter how unwilling others were to show off their gorgeous clothing and jewelry, they couldn't steal the slightest bit of limelight from that little master.

Everyone is watching him, watching him calmly leave the noisy center of the crowd, and step up the steps step by step, the elongated shadows are separated by the steps, and the subjects with gray-green pupils are restrained by emotions, willingly staying behind him. Behind him is a loyal knight with a long sword in front of a noble car a hundred years ago.

He seemed to be born this way, silent under the gaze, and not showing signs of decline; but no one could recognize that this was the homeless man who wandered the streets of Rosaburg two months ago, and he needed to be knocked out one by one. Someone else's door, asking for a place to stay in a low voice.

Now, he stands on a high place, looking down calmly.

No such education, no one told him what to do.

But when he stood there, it was enough.

As if born with it.

The crowd surged forward and looked forward, and a sound spread.

"It is said that he is the young master who was just found by the Fitzgerald family. He was thrown outside before... It is such a boy, I can't tell at all."

"I used to live outside? I don't know how Fitzgerald got it back."

"It's kind of familiar. I dare say I've seen him at some point."

On the other side, the juniors who were brought here to expand their network of relationships fell into deep thought. They remembered the cruise party last time. It seemed that there was also such a young boy shuttled through the banquet, followed by the famous Wilfred—— After all, this time is a gathering for young people.

"Elson? I remember you wanted to invite this gentleman to dance last time. You have a good eye."

A lady bent down and called her name in an affectionate tone, and Ai Ersen turned half sideways and returned her gift in a small way.

"He looks very young," the ladies said in a soft, dignified voice, "If it's really that person, do you want to ask for his contact information? In case you need it later."

The media reacted even more. The moment Lin Qingyang stepped up the steps, he raised his camera well and left a clear profile photo of the young gentleman. His blue eyes could still be seen in the camera. It is set off by the colorful brilliance to look good enough.

Finally, Lin Qingyang stood on the stage and stood side by side with Philip.

Philip folded his hands on his knees, always in this calm posture, the usual appearance of gentlemen.

When he opened his mouth, there was a sound of a camera pressing the shutter below, taking a picture of him and the young master who finally came out from his family and walked in a public place.

"I have to introduce something to you first," he gestured to please, "this is my nephew, Mr. Joe Fitzgerald."

"It will also be the future owner of the Fitzgerald Manor, and may even inherit the Fitzgerald family."

"His past has been bleak, and he has suffered countless setbacks and trials, but this will not obliterate his nature. Joe," he suddenly turned his head and smiled quietly, "you are the best child I have ever seen , Tolerance and kindness, tenacity and infinite courage. The virtues that ordinary people have more or less are magnified in you and will become your eternal flash."

"Finally, I want to apologize to you."

Mr. Fitzgerald turned the wheelchair and solemnly whispered, "I haven't said anything about it all this time because I don't think a private apology is considered formal, so I'd rather wait until now, under the witness of everyone .”

"Sorry, Joe, there are many hardships that you should not have experienced. Although you have successfully survived, it is still my fault."

"Also, welcome home."

Lin Qingyang was in a daze, even a little dazed. He seemed calm on the surface, as if there was nothing wrong with me. In fact, the hamster in his hair had already startled the melon seeds in his hand, and stuffed the melon seeds into his mouth in a daze. .

After listening to Philip's long speech, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look for Louis, but found that Louis was standing behind him, unable to catch a glimpse of his expression out of the corner of his eye.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and said slowly: "I am willing to stand here, which means that I will inherit my new life."

……

Oh, God!

Before the dinner started, Philip didn't mention a single word. He would inherit Fitz Manor! ! !

Is he the last person here to know? ! !

He is so good now! ! !

People saw that the pair of uncles and nephews finished announcing the news to each other, then embraced silently, stretched out their hands spontaneously, and patted their palms.

Of course, no one knew that when Lin Qingyang hugged Philip, his face was expressionless for a moment.

"Why didn't I know about this?!" He felt that after entering this place, the number of complaints kept increasing, and the people in Fitz Manor would always find a way to make him helpless, "Huh? I want to inherit such a big manor, this matter You have to let me know, right?"

"Because I think you want to refuse, so I chose this time," Philip replied in the same low voice, "In this way, my dear young master will not refuse me, will you?"

Lin Qingyang: "..."

Lin Qingyang sighed again: "Okay, you win." I had nothing to say.

However, the ones who were most impacted were the invited media.

They couldn't be mistaken. The young master Fitzgerald, who was three points similar to Philip in appearance and beautiful in facial features, was the lucky winner of the golden stamp of Fitz Department Store a while ago!

They were the ones who wrote the report announcing the birth of lucky people all over the world! ! !

The photo on the headlines was also their scene!I took it myself!

The media were all stunned, they only knew how to press the shutter sluggishly, and there was a series of clicks and clicks, not like a formal dinner party full of high-society crowd, but like a celebrity conference.I can't wait to put the microphone on the other person's face.

The camera was overwhelmed, and was stopped by a colleague who was in a hurry, and he stopped him in a low voice: "What are you doing?! Are you still in a daze?!!"

The colleague who had experienced the Golden Stamp incident turned his head in a daze, and suddenly said: "Do you still remember that we wrote five versions of the report on the release of the Golden Stamp..."

Of course he still remembered that he got up from the bed several times after being tossed about, experienced winners of true and false, and had to write and repair the manuscript overnight, sent it to the top the next day, and was placed on the headline.The recorder was almost blown up by him, because he was afraid that he didn't memorize everything and missed some exclusive news later.

Speaking of which, the person in that photo looks very similar to the newly-released Master Fitzgerald above. They both have black hair and blue eyes, and they are both eighteen or nineteen years old... at least, a boy.

what.

ah? ! !

Is God joking with the whole world?

The sky-high price prize pool activity launched by Fitz Department Store, countless people frantically bought things they needed or didn't need, and broke the record of commercial sales time and time again... In the end, it was their own people who won the lottery? ! !

But at the same time, they also remembered that Master Fitzgerald was dressed in shabby clothes and looked like a gray ordinary citizen. It seemed that Mr. Fitzgerald hadn't recognized him yet. Of course there is no problem.

It's just that some people still didn't give up, and raised their hands in the silence of the audience, indicating that they had something to say, and Philip made a gesture of speaking casually.

"The little Mr. Fitzgerald next to you won the golden stamp of Fitz's department store a few days ago, and became the lucky one in this event... Is there really no secret operation in this?" For example, hinting at his golden stamp Location.

Facing this kind of question, Philip answered it calmly.

"First," he adjusted his seat, "until Joe found the gold stamp, he didn't know me, and I didn't know where he was."

"Secondly, even I don't know the exact location of the golden stamps. The golden stamps are sent to the mechanized factory by special personnel on random working days. During this period, no one else has seen the golden stamps, including me. After that, all the commodities are classified into The trucks loaded it up and shipped it off, which completely messed up the position of the gold stamps."

"So Joe is the real lucky one."

This remark, no matter who it is, has a new interpretation. Of course, I still lament his good luck. He can meet Mr. Fitzgerald and then discover his identity.

Others don't know, at least this reporter is full of reports that are about to overflow the word count.

Let him think about it first, and he can write it like this: Fitz Manor announced a new clan member, and he is actually the winner of the golden stamp last time!The new young master Fitzgerald officially entered the Fitz Manor, and he was about to inherit this huge manor full of wealth.

According to Mr. Fitzgerald's own announcement, Mr. Fitzgerald Jr. will become his heir, and his department stores, jewelry, real estate and other related companies will all have new little owners.

Even if little Mr. Fitzgerald doesn't have any abilities, he can lie down and eat dividends for a lifetime!

Maybe I can write a related article in the future and send it to the column, focusing on interviewing this new young master's past life, and then focusing on comparing the surprise of getting rich overnight.

It's better to write something more eye-catching, such as exaggerating how miserable the young master's childhood was, making those who see it cry and those who hear it sad.

Lin Qingyang didn't know that the psychological activities of the people below were so stimulating. After Philip finished speaking, he gave the old housekeeper a look, and brought up a box. The box was not small, and it seemed that it could hold a piece of paper.

He was startled, and tightened his chin vigilantly, and said, "Is there some contract that requires me to inherit some shares?"

Amused by him, Philip shook his head and smiled mysteriously, the same expression Louis had on some days.

"Of course not," he turned to comfort Lin Qingyang, "Although I have already drawn up the contract, I will give you some pocket money for fun... No, you didn't hear anything. I mean, this is one I bought The gift, I finally picked it out, it cost a little more, I hope Joe can cherish it... Joe? Joe?!"

Lin Qingyang only felt his eyes go dark.

After getting along these days, he feels that he has fully understood the temper of the people in this manor—especially when it comes to spending money.It is estimated that the person in charge of Fitz Manor can say "the cost is not small" is really not small!

He asked with some luck: "The cost is not small, it means that I bought..."

Philip said lightly: "I bought you an island."

Lin Qingyang: "...Huh?!!"

The juniors below heard what Philip said, and whispered enviously.The owner of an island is like an exquisite and small palace used by an ancient king to escape the summer, and he feels full of yearning when he hears it.

So there are a lot of words like "I really want an island too" and "Yes, a small one is fine. I took my fancy last time, but my father won't buy it" and so on.

And Lin Qingyang himself was stunned.

It may be the first time today I don't know how many times I was stunned, but he still maintained a little rationality, and slightly lowered his voice: "Then how much does it cost to buy an island...?"

Philip also said in a low voice: "I have read the manual. In China, the cheaper islands only cost 600 million."

"I want to be honest, I don't think you'll buy me cheap, sir?"

"I just increased the area a little bit on the basis of it—ah, maybe a little tax money. You also know that the tax requirements for this kind of real estate in China are very high."

"It's not very high, it's very high...you're avoiding the topic."

"Well, you guessed it. It's a good thing that Joe has been talking more and more recently."

"Excuse me, how much is the most expensive one?"

"6000 million. I didn't consider foreign islands, otherwise it might be more cost-effective, but traveling abroad is not very convenient."

"Thanks, great job. So how many acres did you buy?"

"...about one hundred and one."

"money?"

More concise words.

"Forty-seven million, I think it's okay, plus other expenses, it's about 700 million, it's not a big island, it's quite cheap... Well, 5000 million." Philip spread his hands.

...You think it's okay, but I don't think so? !

Lin Qingyang didn't know how she signed that piece of paper, her hands didn't tremble, her eyes didn't blur, and her mind didn't suddenly go black. She firmly felt that she had fully adapted to the process of money changing from purchasing power to waste paper.

Ah, speaking of which, he also bought Lu Yi a smoke stone that cost millions at every turn, but he didn't seem to have any reaction.Sure enough, he was assimilated, right?

After the host's speech, the dinner officially began.

The young master, who was the focus of everyone's attention, came down from the high platform. Just now, someone was eager to invite the young master of Fitzgerald's family to a dance, but the people around the young master stepped in first, so he had no choice but to turn around angrily and raise the champagne on the table.

It was none other than Louis.

Lin Qingyang lazily rested her chin on Louis' shoulder, and drew out her tone: "Does Louis know about Philip giving me an island?"

Louis combed his hair with a smile, keenly aware of Lin Qingyang's unhappiness: "I own that island. But it's still under development, so even if the young master wants to see it, he may have to wait for a long time .”

Lin Qingyang caught the key information and was suddenly at a loss for words.

It was difficult for him to react: "So you have to put money in it?"

"It's just a little bit." Compared with the money already paid, it's really nothing.

Ugh.

Come on, a little bit.

Young gentlemen and ladies slipped onto the dance floor in pairs, and bigwigs of almost the same age gathered together to watch the juniors play around below.

The young master Fitzgerald had just arrived, and he integrated well with the young people. After dancing two dances with his butler, he stopped actively and went to the long table next to him to find some water to drink.

Seeing Philip slowly rolling down the wheelchair from the stage, their small circle took the initiative to separate a passage to Fitzgerald.

"Your young master is so kind, he is not afraid of strangers at all,"

An elderly gentleman joked with a smile, "My child is not good. At the beginning, he was asked to stand on the stage to talk, and there were not so many people below. He was just stupid and couldn't even say a single word. Later, he got used to it." It's good."

You haven't seen his little appearance before, otherwise you wouldn't say that.

Philip suddenly remembered how Lin Qingyang was clinging to Louis before he came to the stage, and almost laughed.

But Joe is good at this point. No matter how anxious the audience is, he will not lose the chain at all when he is on stage-this is really an enviable ability, probably a skill that has been explored in life.

... No, talking about Louis made him feel stuffy.

Otherwise, it would be better to give him a little more time to adapt...

So why can he see this young couple doing unseen things under his nose every day?

A slightly plump lady next to her smiled and nodded, putting her fingers on her husband's arm.

"Don't tell me, the young master of Fitzgerald's family is different. When he stood on the stage just now, he couldn't tell that he was just found."

"Well, the blue eyes are exactly the same as Miss Fitzgerald."

Philip nodded, rolled the wheelchair to a comfortable angle, and suddenly saw a familiar face opposite the small circle, with a straight face and no smile. The gentlemen next to him were all in their own circles, but they were slightly jealous of him. .

Ah, old enemy, it's really unexpected to come to his dinner party this time.

He pretended to clear his throat, and just when he was about to pretend he didn't care and proudly show off how great his kid was, someone interrupted and dismissed it.

"Anyone can achieve this level."

Just by listening to the voice, one could tell that it was the old opponent, and he was the only one who could speak in such a hypocritical tone——Sir, the Brom Dynasty has long since perished.Philip snorted impolitely in his heart, and glanced at his eyes.

The other person didn't care at all, and continued: "These superficial airs are nothing compared to the education I have received for more than ten years... Fitzgerald, before your young master came back, he went to ordinary public schools, right? ?”

Philip glanced at him calmly, and said softly: "Joe has good grades, even if it is an ordinary school, there is no problem."

"That's not necessarily." The old opponent sneered, and quietly glanced at the young people's circle, "Some things can't be made up in a few days." He stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, and the accompanying servant Stuffing the cane into his hand, he pushed away the chair and walked out with some disdain, "I'm leaving first, you take it slowly."

Everyone watched him go away, leaving the manor castle, and then silently turned their heads to look at Philip.

"Robin is the same." Philip shrugged, not taking him seriously.

However, the old butler behind him keenly heard something from the old opponent's words, bent down and whispered something to Philip, Philip immediately lowered his face, a little inconceivable.

"you mean……"

Lin Qingyang didn't know about the turmoil among the big shots, he leaned on Louis and danced a dance, this time he was a lot more proficient, and finally learned how not to trample on his housekeeper's leather shoes.

Even though he jumped to the end, he still lightly rubbed over, leaving a shoe mark immediately.

Louis put his arms around the young master, dragged out the ending, and even showed off his shoes so that he could see what masterpieces he had made.

"I wanted to praise the young master for his progress, but I didn't expect it."

Lin Qingyang glanced at it with some guilt, and immediately retracted his gaze, as if he had done nothing with confidence: "I was standing there just now, and your shoes rubbed it up by myself."

He laughed himself when he said this, but he didn't expect Louis to come over solemnly, sticking very close to him, staring at him unblinkingly with a pair of gray-green eyes.

Except for the brilliance of the ceiling in the hall, those eyes seemed to exclude everyone around them, and only filled with his figure.

Lin Qingyang even saw her own eyes, staring at them without blinking or blinking.

The pair of shoes that had been rubbed with a little dust moved over again, and gently stuck to Lin Qingyang's feet, sticking to the extreme, as if they were inseparable.

"Okay, it came up on its own."

They looked at each other for a long time again, the conductor lowered his hands a little, all the musicians lowered their voices in unison, the whole hall was immersed in the gentle and lingering music, gentlemen and ladies also stopped and looked back at their dance partners .

The next moment, the music changed back to the original tone, quietly, transitioning to another piece of music in a gentle manner, and the guests off the court also changed their partners silently, and reappeared and entered the next dance.

Lin Qingyang was tired from dancing, and pulled Louis back to the sidelines. The original position, Mr. Richard hadn't left yet. He was leaning on the long table with a glass of champagne in his hand. His female partner no longer knew where he was going. , leaving the gentleman alone.

Seeing Lin Qingyang and Louis coming up, he moved slightly to the side to let out the plate on the long table for people to take.

Maybe he was still a little unwilling, so he raised his voice, trying to make himself sound more casual: "Joe, what's the point of dancing with the butler? Why don't you invite some beautiful ladies... I think Elson knows you?"

Lin Qingyang smiled and waved her hands: "No, I'm still not used to dancing with strange girls."

He grabbed Louis's sleeve and imitated Louis's tone of voice in the past: "I can even step on it many times when I dance with Louis, but I don't know what will happen when I dance with other ladies."

Louis picked up his words: "So the young master can only dance with me in the future."

"I'm just saying it casually, Louis, don't take it seriously."

"Isn't it a serious promise?"

"You really think I'll have this tone when I make a promise?!"

"Maybe."

Mr. Richard felt that feeling of being out of place again, as if he was not on the same layer in the whole world.

It seemed that the atmosphere had become thicker. The young master of the Fitzgerald family was lazily lying beside Louis. He was a favored hamster, with his cheeks full of melon seeds, and he was holding two of them in his hands.

And myself, gathered all the lights in the castle hall of Fitz Manor, dazzling.

He made a sound immediately, hoping to break the situation—the air was almost suffocating him.

"We have a horse race next week," Mr. Richard said. "Although it is not a mainstream event, there are some small, uh, surprises in it. Will Mr. Fitzgerald come to see it?"

Lin Qingyang immediately turned her head and opened her eyes wide, obviously very interested in the horse race he was talking about.

Of course he has seen horse races. Those riders came galloping from the other side of the track, throwing up a piece of flying sand, wearing helmets and tight-fitting rider uniforms. They were light and agile. The scene of flying over from the other side of the lawn.

"Can I go."

He quickly turned back to ask his housekeeper for advice, but he used declarative sentences.Pretty sure Louie would say yes to him.

Sure enough, Wilfred nodded with a smile, picked a plate of salty snacks from the table and stuffed them into his hand: "Of course, the young master can go if he wants, it's not a big deal."

……here we go again!That viscous feeling of suffocation!

What exactly is this!

Lin Qingyang didn't fully feel the little surprise of the horse race that Richard mentioned; it meant that the betting ratio in this game was very high, and if he could guess the winning horse correctly, he could earn a lot of money. money.

But Lin Qingyang has never been in contact with this kind of thing before, so naturally he doesn't know how to choose a suitable partner.

He leaned on the railing of the auditorium and saw the horses and players in the distance who were waiting to enter the arena, and they were taking the last time to adjust.Soon someone walked to a specific place with a smile, and wanted to bet on his choice.

"Fitzgerald...can I call you Joe?" Richard stood on the other side of Lin Qingyang, pointing to the betting place not far away surrounded by heavy crowds, "won't you try it?"

Lin Qingyang smiled and said: "Of course." Then Louis pinched the back of his neck lightly, Lin Qingyang grabbed his fingers and shook them coquettishly, Louis opened his hand and combed the hair on the back of the young master's head, the two of them Silently, as if performing a pantomime.

He thought for a while, but still shook his head and politely declined, "I don't understand these things, so I don't know. It's interesting enough to see other people riding horses."

"Okay." Richard shrugged.

The sound of their conversation has not completely fallen, the crowd surrounding the betting point is like Moses dividing the sea, opening a passage for the people inside to come out and glance at them.

Richard pouted in that direction, turned his back to the racetrack, and pressed his elbows on the railing.

"Well, that Joe certainly doesn't know him either. The Robin family has been at odds with the Fitzgerald family for many years. Be careful, Joe."

Lin Qingyang thanked him, and turned to Mr. Robin.

When the other party came, he obviously had some malicious intentions, so he walked up to Lin Qingyang and stood still. He was about the same height as Louis, with a straight face, thick brows and small eyes, and a high forehead, which seemed a bit mean. .

He bent down, looked straight into Lin Qingyang's eyes, and spoke quite gently, although the tone was unrecognizable: "Young master of the Fitzgerald family, right?"

Lin Qingyang responded cautiously: "It's me, Mr. Luo Bing."

"You look too young...Are you an adult?" The other party didn't come up and say something unpleasant, but went around in circles, as if he wanted to chat with him.

Lin Qingyang didn't understand what he was thinking, or he didn't really want to understand what these rich sons were thinking.

"I became an adult that year."

"Mixed blood..."

Luo Bing paused for a moment, then turned around suddenly, and pointed to the betting point. Everyone there turned their faces away, quietly watching the young masters of the two families talking, with all kinds of expressions, strange and funny.

"That's really small. So, Fitzgerald, why don't you make a bet and win a little money?"

Lin Qingyang just wanted to reject him as before, but was immediately stopped by the words.

"Or do you mean you haven't learned such a simple thing, and you don't know how to bet at all?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-0119:13:37~2019-12-0312:22:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Yuan Lan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 2 yogurts;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：宿雨来时30瓶；biubiu、沉迷修仙、乌山青10瓶；雪不落5瓶；葡萄籽籽3瓶；奶罐2瓶；三微月1瓶；

There are so many little angels to thank today, thank you little angels for your support~

Thank you Yuan Lan for a rocket launcher!The little angel spent a lot of money, the author of Salted Fish hugged the little angel——

Thank you for the two mines of the little angel of yogurt. The little angel has supported me for a long time, and I finally saw that I have entered V. It’s not easy orz

I will not thank the other little angels who watered the nutrient solution one by one, everyone is super cute!Knead and knead one by one hehe~