Chapter 163 Bai Muyan and Lydia Collins are engaged
Charlee Ford bypassed Chang Sheng and gave a "hmm", with no expression on his face.
During this year, she rarely showed other expressions on weekdays.
However, just as she staggered Chang Sheng and walked outside, Chang Sheng reached out and grabbed her arm.
"What's the matter?" Charlee Ford asked, looking at him.
Often frowned, and a touch of worry appeared on his face that he didn't even notice: "You are hurt."
"Ah..." Charlee Ford thoughtfully, lifting his sleeve, it was black and blue, looking very horrible.
"It's just a minor injury." Charlee Ford shook his head carelessly.
Often born eyebrows twist deeper.
Charlee Ford's hands are white, and these blue marks look even more shocking.
He dragged her down on the sofa and took the medicine cabinet from the side. "Don't move."
Charlee Ford looked at him inexplicably, trying to retract his hand, and finally compromised.
Chang Sheng took out purple medicine and applied it to Charlee Ford. He carefully smeared it on her arm with cotton swabs, and his movements were very subtle and cautious.
"Two hundred and ninety-nine." Charlee Ford said.
Chang Sheng looked at him doubtfully: "What?"
Charlee Ford said, "We have played two hundred and ninety-nine games, and we are one game away, and our contract is over."
Often give birth to the action of applying medicine.
He kept silent and finished medicating her injured place. Then he packed up his things and said with a smile: "I underestimated you at first. I didn't expect you to win 299 games."
This year, Chang Sheng watched Charlee Ford fight all the way. At first, he didn't think she could win all the games, but the more she showed him the strength, the more shocked he was.
"There will be the last game tomorrow." Chang Sheng stood up and said to her.
Charlee Ford nodded, seemingly unconcerned.
"The person who will fight tomorrow is a special force. Before the jungle battle in South Asia, he was the only one who came out alive." Chang Sheng looked at her with a smile, trying to see something else on her face.
Unfortunately, there is nothing.
Charlee Ford was calmer than he thought and nodded. "Got it."
The jungle war in South Asia was a war that once caused a sensation at the top of Madison.
At that time, Madison's army put twenty special forces into this rumored jungle. Three months later, almost everyone thought that these twenty people would die!
However, in the end, a person came out alive!
And that man is Charlee Ford's opponent tomorrow.
"I'll go back first." Charlee Ford picked up his coat on the sofa and left the lounge.
Walking on the streets of Madison, her brain briefly emptied for a moment.
Madison, a strange language and a strange race, often confuses her.
At this moment, her cell phone rang.
Charlee Ford picked it up and saw that it was a strange black number.
"What's the matter?" Charlee Ford asked questions in a familiar tone.
Dallas's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, something bad happened. William Bryan found it!"
"What?!" For the first time, a crack appeared in Charlee Ford's expressionless face!
"Don't worry, listen to me first." Dallas said: "We are at Long Peikai's banquet now, Lydia Collins. Do you remember that Long Peikai announced Lydia Collins's engagement banquet, and the time was just half a month later, and Lydia Collins's engagement object was William Bryan!"
Charlee Ford's brow twisted up deeply, and in an instant countless guesses flashed through his mind: "What is going on here?"
Dallas's low voice, mixed with music, came from the other end of the phone: "I don't know. I was shocked when I saw William Bryan appear, but it is very strange that William Bryan seems to have lost his memory and can't remember anything. Even Nolan Sutton appeared in front of him and he didn't show a trace of expression. I doubt what the Collins did."
Charlee Ford's brain is in a mess and his mood is very complicated.
She stood on the side of the road for a long time and said to Dallas, "You should investigate this matter first, and I will return home after a while."
"What boss? Are you going back to China?" Dallas said in surprise.
"Well, I don't say anything before I return home, especially the Collins." Charlee Ford told me.
Dallas was very worried, so he was relieved to hear that Charlee Ford was going back to China.
She hung up and secretly took a picture of William Bryan and sent it to Charlee Ford.
Charlee Ford looked at the figure of William Bryan, this familiar side face, and she would never admit her mistake!
This is William Bryan!
But why did he become Lydia Collins's fiancee and seem to have a very close relationship with Long Peikai?
Charlee Ford returned to Chang's home preoccupied.
This year, she was arranged by Chang Sheng to live in Chang's house.
Chang's family is a family with complicated personnel relationship, but it is very deserted.
Because although there are many illegitimate children and daughters outside the gambling king, the only eldest son is Chang Sheng, who is eccentric, and the gambling king takes care of him and never brings people outside home.
"Miss, you are back." The servant greeted Charlee Ford respectfully and looked at her awkwardly.
"What's the matter?" Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows.
The servant hurriedly lowered his voice and whispered, "Master is inside."
The steps at Charlee Ford's feet were a meal.
Gambling King seldom goes home, and he may not remember all the concubines and houses outside.
Charlee Ford had seen him no more than three times during the year, but had never said a word.
"OK, I see." She went slowly into the villa and saw a man sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand.
Charlee Ford hesitated for a moment, but said hello: "Hello."
The King of Gamblers looked up, his cloudy eyes looking up and down at Charlee Ford, and a cold hum of disdain came out of his nose.
"What about Chang Sheng?" Asked the King of Gamblers.
Charlee Ford shook his head. "I don't know."
The eyes of the gambling king suddenly became very gloomy. He looked at Charlee Ford unhappily and said critically: "I thought he had changed his temper, but I didn't expect it to be so playful. You can't even control him. How can you enter the door of our regular home?"
Charlee Ford: "???"
She tugged at the corners of her mouth and thought, "I think you think too much. I don't intend to enter your regular door."
The gambling king's thick black eyebrows were picked, and he was even more unhappy: "Are you just playing with my son?"
Charlee Ford: "…"
She suddenly had a feeling that she couldn't wash herself when she jumped into the Yellow River.
At this moment, Chang Sheng finally arrived late.
He walked to Charlee Ford's side at a slow pace, pulled her over, put his hand around her waist, and said vaguely, "Why? Don't admit it? That's not what you said last night."