The president's pet daughter

Wang Xueqin's battle did cause a lot of commotion.

Shen Qiyu had heard about Ling Zhaozhao's great achievements at the mahjong table, so naturally he was not too worried about her.

He also took his second aunt, Song Qingqing, to stand at the outermost edge of the crowd, ready to watch a good show.

As soon as Wang Xueqin took her seat, she saw Shen Qiyu standing far away, and couldn't help but pouted at Ling Zhaozhao.

"It seems that your future mother-in-law is afraid that you will make a fool of yourself later and lose her face later."

They were so far away, as if they were afraid that Ling Zhaozhao would be implicated if she lost.

Wang Xueqin couldn't help feeling proud.

It seems that Ling Zhaozhao still has a long way to go if he wants to enter the Song family and become her cousin.

As soon as Ling Zhaozhao sat down, he heard Wang Xueqin's words, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

How could Shen Qiyu be afraid that she would lose face.

It's just that Shen Qiyu has always been conspicuous, hiding his achievements and fame.

As soon as the news of their playing mahjong spread, Song Jianguo was alarmed.

Second Uncle Song Dahai pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with great interest.

"It seems that Mingzhe's girlfriend is really hiding her secrets, we have to go and support her."

These words directly took Ling Zhaozhao to a new level.

If Ling Zhaozhao was inferior to others at the mahjong table, it would be ridiculous and generous.

Song Jianguo glanced at Song Mingzhe, seeing his calm and composed appearance, he also made up his mind.

He was leaning on a cane with a dragon's head, and he didn't show any more emotions on his face.

"I won't join in the fun with young people's affairs, you guys have fun."

Song Jianguo looked through the crowd and landed on Ling Zhaozhao not far away.

When the butler Chen Fu saw this scene, he immediately understood it.

This meant that Ling Zhaozhao would be invited to speak later.

Second Uncle Song Dahai saw that Song Jianguo was leaving, his eyes flashed brightly, and he nodded with a smile.

Then he took his two sons and joined the ranks of spectators.

Fourth Aunt Song Mei's son Wang Hanlin didn't know whether it was intentional or not, so he walked a little slower on purpose.

Seeing Song Mingzhe sitting on the seat and drinking tea leisurely, Wang Hanlin couldn't help but speak.

"I said cousin, don't you really want to go and see?"

"My sister is very powerful. What if your little girlfriend cries later?"

Wang Hanlin gave Song Mingzhe a provocative look.

Among other things, he is still very confident in his sister's card skills.

After all, in this circle, I haven't encountered any opponents yet.

Even Ran Yingchu, the daughter who is as smart as the second aunt, has never defeated Wang Xueqin.

Song Mingzhe put down his teacup, glanced at Wang Hanlin lightly, and smiled faintly.

"Just worry about your sister."

Ling Zhaozhao never does anything he is not sure about.

Naturally, she dared to go to this table, which meant that she had already made up her mind.

And all he had to do was trust her unconditionally.

Wang Hanlin was just pretending to be Song Mingzhe, but in reality he was panicked.

With an expression that I see through you, he looked Song Mingzhe up and down, shook his head, and walked away excitedly.

To be honest, he was quite looking forward to the scene where the little cousin with a sharp mouth was crying when his sister won.

Maybe at that time Ling Zhaozhao will lose so much that even Song Mingzhe feels ashamed.

Thinking this way, Wang Hanlin hummed a little song and walked over.

When Wang Xueqin saw that everyone was almost gathering around, the expression on her face became even more domineering.

Ling Zhaozhao saw Wang Xueqin looking like she was about to point her nostrils at her, and smiled without saying a word, just silently drawing cards.

Song Rui, the daughter of the second uncle Song Dahai, knew that she couldn't beat Wang Xueqin, so the expression on her face was somewhat bearish.

Second Aunt Song Qingqing's daughter Ran Yingchu has always been a cold beauty, so naturally she doesn't show too much emotion.

Seeing her own cards, Wang Xueqin was quickly calculating the cards of other people.

When she touched a second piece, she couldn't help but feel happy.

Ready to touch yourself in no time.

She rubbed her cards and glanced at Ling Zhaozhao triumphantly.

Standing behind her, Wang Hanlin knew that Wang Xueqin was on the safe side, so he couldn't help but patted Wang Xueqin's shoulder from behind.

I saw that Ling Zhaozhao was very calm from the beginning to the end, as if no matter what kind of cards she drew, she would not have any other expressions.

"It seems that some people are about to lose. Let's ask my cousin for more chips."

Wang Xueqin leaned on the back of the chair, her eyes fell on Song Mingzhe behind Ling Zhaozhao.

Because everyone thought that Wang Xueqin would win, they all gathered behind her to watch the cards.

Behind Ling Zhaozhao, it seemed a little empty.

Song Wen, the eldest son of the second uncle Song Dahai coughed lightly, and spoke softly.

"Cousin, you are a little too complacent."

The words sounded like accusations at first glance, but in fact they were a kind of polite remark.

Song Jun, the second son of the second uncle Song Dahai, couldn't help but follow his brother's words.

"That's right, how embarrassing your cousin is, you can't step down in front of so many people."

Well, another fan of the flames.

"It's not my sister who forced her to sit up. Even if she loses and cries, it can't be blamed on us."

The corners of Wang Hanlin's mouth curled up, his arms crossed his chest, and he looked at Ling Zhaozhao, who was about to be beaten by his sister, in a leisurely manner.

, He wanted to see how badly Ling Zhaozhao lost.

Second Uncle Song Dahai's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at his two sons with disapproval.

"It doesn't matter how big or small you say, Zhaozhao is just a temporary failure, and you are really making things worse."

The second aunt, Song Qingqing, stood behind Ling Zhaozhao. Although she didn't know much about mahjong, Ling Zhaozhao's uniformity was too obvious.

She then looked at Shen Qiyu who stood beside her with a calm face, and suddenly understood why the mother and son were not nervous at all.

I have to say that this is the first time she will lose when she sees Wang Xueqin.

Wang Xueqin is spoiled and spoiled, maybe she will mess with Ling Zhaozhao sometime.

"It's too early for you to say these words."

Second Aunt Song Qingqing raised her eyebrows, hinting tactfully.

If they follow her words and find some steps to go down at this moment, they won't be so embarrassed later.

But Ling Zhaozhao never thought of giving this opportunity to those who were waiting to see her.

She confidently drew out the card she wanted, and then pushed it down neatly.

"It's not too early or too late, I just happened to be all-in-one."

"I don't know, everyone, are you going to transfer the money directly or write a check?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked very politely.

Anyway, this is the Song family, so it shouldn't be a problem to bet a few w on a game of mahjong, right?

Wang Xueqin looked at Ling Zhaozhao's outstretched hand, and heard Ling Zhaozhao's very polite words, and felt a little messy for a while.