"Little angel, can you slow down? I’m going to puke."
The silver sports car stopped instantly. Bi Xia turned her head and glanced at Wen Yang, whose face was as white as a sheet and who looked utterly miserable. She couldn’t help but curl her lips, "Little angel? If I didn’t hear wrong, you called a little devil before?"
Wen Yang: ...What the heck! How did she hear that!
Qu Ming snorted and laughed, serves him right!
Wen Yang rubbed his nose, "Whether it’s little devil or little angel, they’re both embodints of beauty, right?"
"Beautiful?" Bi Xia raised her eyebrows slightly, "I’m usually called handso."
Wen Yang absentmindedly voiced an ’oh’, thinking to himself, obviously a pretty little girl, how could she be called handso? Probably it’s her fighting style that’s handso.
Seeing Wen Yang’s expression, Bi Xia didn’t care. She just curled her lips, brought the two boxes of money to the front, opened them all, and took out two black little gadgets from the innermost part. Her starry eyes half-squinted, and she clicked her tongue, "They really are into these things."
As she spoke, she flicked her long arms and threw the two little gadgets into the trash can.
Qu Ming watched Bi Xia’s actions and, recalling those two things, couldn’t help but freeze. Realizing it, he asked, "Were those tracking devices?"
"Smart," Bi Xia nodded slightly and started the car, "Winning so much money, how could they not want to know who the hell managed it."
"How did you know?" Wen Yang asked.
Bi Xia paused briefly, her smile slowly fading, and after a while, she said slowly, "Soone told ."
"The two of them won consecutively for a week at Dream Drunk Casino, never winning more than a million each ti, which caught the casino’s attention. When they were chased and had to flee from their enemies, they were rescued by people from Dream Drunk."
Bi Xia was driving slowly, narrating calmly, "It was then that they found out each cash box from Dream Drunk Casino had tracking devices in them." At this point, she cursed with a smile, "Two idiots."
Wen Yang laughed too, "But thanks to those tracking devices, otherwise, your two friends would really have suffered, being chased like that."
"But they were caught by the Dream Drunk people, right?" Qu Ming frowned, "After all, they attracted attention."
"No problem," Bi Xia said coolly, "They won with real skill, so Dream Drunk soon released them."
"Huh?" Qu Ming suddenly exclaid.
"What’s wrong?" Wen Yang looked at Qu Ming.
Qu Ming saw both Wen Yang and Bi Xia staring at him, and he smiled sheepishly, "I just feel that we’re quite similar to them."
"Look, we also won consecutively for a week, roughly over a million each day, and we were chased by enemies. If Xiao Xia hadn’t saved us, we might have been rescued by Dream Drunk too," Qu Ming counted on his fingers.
Wen Yang’s expression suddenly beca serious, "Wait a minute!"
He then looked gravely at Bi Xia, "Could it be... you’re from Dream Drunk Casino?"
Bi Xia glanced lightly at Wen Yang and snorted with a laugh, "I am from Dream Drunk. I should be taking you back to the casino right now."
"Ha! I knew it!" Wen Yang blinked, "So, we can’t possibly be those two unlucky guys."
Bi Xia laughed softly, well, actually, you two are exactly those unlucky guys.
Qu Ming glanced at Wen Yang, then said to Bi Xia, "Xiao Xia, do you mind if I call you Xiao Xia? I’m Qu Ming, and this guy next to is Wen Yang. Don’t be fooled by his scholarly appearance with glasses. He’s actually a scoundrel in disguise."
"Thank you for saving us today."
"Hey!" Wen Yang protested, but with a glare from Qu Ming, he finally gave up and slumped back in his seat.
With starry eyes slightly narrowed, Bi Xia took a deep breath and said softly, "I’m Bi Xia. Just call Xiao Xia."
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