In a casino in City W.
Lin Jiao, dressed in famous brands, sat in front of a table of mahjong. She had heavy makeup on her face and her lips were red. She had lost all the money she had brought, but she still looked like she didn't care. She picked up the tiles and said, "Let's continue. Do you think I'll owe you money when I'm dressed like this?"
The others were familiar with Lin Jiao's mahjong, and Lin Jiao was usually generous, so they didn't suspect anything. A plump woman curled her lips and asked in Mandarin with a City W accent, "Miss Lin, where are you from? What does your husband do? You come to gamble every day and dress so well. Your family must be well-off. "
The main reason she asked this was that Lin Jiao lost nine out of ten times when she came to play mahjong. Although she didn't lose a lot every day, the amount of money she lost every month was enough to buy a 100-square-meter house in W City.
Hearing his question, Lin Jiao smiled and waved her hand. "Did you see my phone call just now? Let me tell you, my sister is rich. Her family runs a big group in City A. Do you know the Xiao's Group? My brother-in-law is the chairman of the Xiao's Group. "
The stout woman's eyes lit up when she heard about the Xiao's Group. "Oh, that's a big company. It's in W City. Furao International is a subsidiary of the Xiao's Group. I have a nephew who works there. It's a high-end company. Does that company really belong to your brother-in-law's family?"
Lin Jiao smiled and raised her eyebrows. "Of course. The superstar Xiao Jinning is my niece. She gives me pocket money from time to time, so I don't care about the money." She picked up the tiles and played them.
Another lady, who seemed to be in good health, cast a contemptuous glance at Lin Jiao and said with a faint smile, "Ms. Lin, you're really a capable person. You can live so happily just by eating from your sister and brother-in-law's family." She took out a tile and played the one she had prepared a long time ago. Then she said, "By the way, I heard that Xiao Jinning is not a child of the Xiao Family at all, but a wild child."
Lin Jiao's face changed and she was about to speak when the plump woman immediately turned to look at the well-maintained lady excitedly and asked gossipy, "You mean that superstar? Isn't she the daughter of a rich family? Oh, I remember that the rich man seems to be from the Xiao Family! " She looked back at Lin Jiao and asked in surprise, "Isn't Xiao Jinning your sister's daughter? Oh, then didn't your sister help a child who was raised by someone else for decades? "
Lin Jiao smiled awkwardly and didn't speak. The well-maintained lady smiled, took a look at Lin Jiao and said, "That's right. Besides, I heard that they found their biological daughter a while ago, but she was framed by Xiao Jinning, so they couldn't reconcile with her. The real daughter had to go to Xiao Hongli's family." Then he clicked his tongue a few times. "That's why it's so dangerous to have an actor at home. You don't even know when he will bite back."
Lin Jiao's face darkened and she said coldly, "Mrs. Chen, since when did you like to dig up other people's gossip? Are we still playing mahjong?"
Mrs. Chen smiled and looked at Lin Jiao reproachfully. "Oh, Ms. Lin, why are you so angry? We're scolding that ungrateful Xiao Jinning, not you. Why are you angry? Besides, Xiao Jinning dared to do that. Is she afraid of us talking about her? Since she's afraid of us talking about her, why did she do that? "
Lin Jiao pushed the mahjong tiles on the table. "Forget it if you don't want to play!"
Mrs. Chen sneered, raised her eyebrows and said coldly to Lin Jiao, "Since Ms. Lin doesn't want to play anymore, you can pay off the debt you owe me before you leave. You owe me five rounds, 68,000 yuan in total. Pay up before you leave."
Lin Jiao stared at Mrs. Chen who was still playing mahjong and said coldly, "How could I owe you so much?! I just lost … "
Lin Jiao calculated the amount of money she had lost today. She pursed her lips and said, "I didn't bring so much money with me today. I'll bring it to you tomorrow when I come to play mahjong. It's not a big deal. It's just money. I tell you, my parents will ask my sister for money this time. They'll give my parents at least 10 million yuan, and when the money arrives, at least half of it will be mine … "
Mrs. Chen smiled, looked up at Lin Jiao and said with a faint smile, "But I want to see the 68,000 yuan in cash now. If you can't take out the 68,000 yuan today, Ms. Lin, you'll have to pay a price."
Mrs. Chen was the proprietress of this casino and had the absolute right to speak in this casino.
Looking at Lin Jiao, the stout woman took Mrs. Chen's hand and said, "Mrs. Chen, didn't this woman say she's the sister-in-law of Xiao's Group? Let's go to Furao International to ask for money."
Hearing this, Lin Jiao hurriedly nodded as if she had grasped a life-saving straw. "Yes, yes, you can ask someone to go to Furao International to ask for money. Just say my name and they'll definitely give you the money!"
Mrs. Chen glanced at Lin Jiao and said coldly, "You're as disgusting as a maggot. I really feel sorry for your sister. How could they have met a sister like you?"
Lin Jiao was furious when she heard Mrs. Chen scolding her, but at this time, the casino's bodyguards had surrounded her, so she didn't dare to act rashly. She could only hold back her anger and said, "Mrs. Chen, you want money, right? Then send someone to Furao International to get the money and let me go."
"What's the hurry?" Mrs. Chen leaned back in her chair and looked at Lin Jiao. "My people will let you go when they get the money." With that, she glanced at a bodyguard, who understood and turned to leave.
Mrs. Chen said to the others, "Stop looking. Let's play mahjong." She called another person over to play mahjong with her and said, "My daughter studies in City A and is now in the same class as that real girl. A real phoenix is really different. According to my daughter, not only is her appearance impeccable, but even her grades are better than the students in her class."
With that, Mrs. Chen seemed to think of something happy and continued, "My daughter, who doesn't like to learn foreign languages, now tells me that she wants to learn from Xiao Rou and that she also needs to know ten languages."
Lin Jiao, who heard Mrs. Chen's words, snorted and sneered. "A country bumpkin like her knows ten languages? With the conditions she grew up in, I'm afraid she didn't even learn ten letters! "
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