Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

She just wanted to try her luck in the gambling house.

Unexpectedly, Qian Laosan came to the door by himself.

Qian Laosan froze for a moment when he looked at her long hair rolled up high, and immediately took her into the casino.

There was a mixed bag of fish and dragons in the gambling house, many people shouted and gathered around the gaming table, some even lay down on the bench in the corner smoking a cigarette, and some people had red eyes, as if they were about to wait for the last round. Come back.

It was a world Xia Bai'an had never seen before.

She is used to obeying the law, even if there are few exceptions, it is for the spirit of scientific research, or for someone's life...or even selfish revenge.

But she never gave up on herself.

"Want to gamble?" Qian Lao San in front suddenly stopped and looked at her with a half-smile, "I can give you the capital."

"No need." Xia Baian shook his head.

"Small bet on happiness."

"If you start a gamble, you won't be happy."

Xia Bai'an turned around and looked at him with a pair of dark and clear eyes with a slight smile, "Speaking of which, the reason I came to bet on the bank is to find you."

Qian Laosan's footsteps stopped suddenly.

Xia Bai'an also stopped immediately, tilting his head, not understanding why he stopped.

After a long time, Qian Laosan woke up from the urging of several younger brothers, and rubbed his eyes.

"Why did you put your hair up all of a sudden?"

"You can do it if you want." Xia Bai'an said, stretching out his slender fingertips, and gently brushing away the broken hair beside his ears, "Why is everyone like this? Is my hair curly?"

Qian Laosan just gave her a meaningful look, and led her into the room without further ado.

The room suddenly fell silent.

"What do you want from me?" Qian Lao San casually sat down on the long couch in the corner.

Xia Bai'an found a corner and sat down: "I want to know something about Master."

"It's not difficult."

Qian Laosan called a few punks casually, listened to them muttering in a low voice, and quarreled irritably for a while, only to see him throw the noisy boys out, and said, "A distinguished guest came from the capital, and he was calling Master Taking care of it, I haven’t come to the casino for several days.”

"A distinguished guest from the capital?"

"Ask people in the capital, our Qian family doesn't even have enough brains."

Qian Laosan sneered, looked at her serious appearance, and continued, "But I do know a master's secret, do you want to know?"

Seeing his superior appearance, Xia Bai'an smiled sweetly: "Present your conditions."

Third Qian laughed out loud, and sat up straight: "I'm in this gambling house, I don't understand the situation at all, I can find the people in the account book, but here are all poor people who can't even afford to eat. , how do I get money from them?"

"Correct evil and return to righteousness."

Xia Bai'an poured himself a cup of tea and looked at him sideways, "It sounds like the gambling house business is thriving, but don't forget that Qingshan Town is only so big, and there is only so much money in circulation. One day you will collect money." Not on account."

"So?" Qian Laosan listened seriously, and walked up to ask someone to bring her some pastries.

"It's better to let those people change their ways and return to the good, so that your father will look at you with admiration. On the other hand, if you really let them go on the right track and prevent one person from entering the gambling house, your two elder brothers will earn less." One person's money." Xia Bai'an said so, and then said, "If your father bothers you, you can repeat what I just said, and he will naturally understand."

"Which sentence?"

"The amount of money in circulation is limited, and there will always be a day when the gambling house will not be able to collect any money."

Xia Bai'an emphasized it patiently, and seeing that he was thinking about this matter, he continued, "What is the master's secret?"

Qian Laosan came back to his senses: "I have to try your method first to see if it works."

"After you try it, the day lily will be cold."

Xia Bai'an rolled his eyes greatly, he didn't want to continue entanglement, he stood up and walked out, "If you don't speak honesty, don't come to me for advice in the future..."

"No, I told you it's not enough!"

Qian Laosan hurriedly grabbed her.

Nowadays, there are not many people he can trust!

……

at dusk.

Li Xiuhong helped to finish the last batch of aloe vera paste, and watched the children leave after eating.

And the old oligarch's mule cart slowly stopped at the door of Mo's house. The old oligarch still held the kitchen knife he had just beaten in his hand, and praised Xia Bai'an again and again.

"Next time I want to come back later, a kitchen knife is not enough!"

"To trouble you today."

Xia Bai'an jumped out of the car and watched the old oligarch's mule cart drive away slowly, disappearing at the end of the road.

She quickly returned home and came to Mo Che's side.

"Tomorrow night, Master will meet a man named Ming Chuan on the outskirts of the town."

I heard the word Ming Chuan.

Mo Che suddenly struggled to get up from the bed, staring at her with red eyes.

Xia Bai'an still wanted to pull him to lie down, but he didn't know where he got the strength to break free from Xia Bai'an's shackles. With one hand supporting the bed, he approached her: "What does he want to do!"

"Be careful of the wound!"

She quickly supported Mo Che's shoulder, "Who the hell is he?"

"You don't need to know, tell Mo Qian to come over!"

Mo Che's eye sockets turned red, and his voice was hoarse and angry.

Xia Bai'an was taken aback, and for the first time there was a real killing intent on the back of his neck.

Blackened!

It's just a name.

Xia Bai'an didn't dare to stay any longer, so he quickly called Mo Qian.

When Mo Qian heard the name, his eyes lowered: "He... Forget it, I'll go and tell Dad, mother, you should sleep with Xue'er tonight, Dad definitely won't want to hear this name. "

After finishing speaking, Mo Qian hurried into the house without making much noise.

Xia Bai'an came to Mo Xue's room in confusion. Mo Xue didn't mind sharing a bed with her, but after hearing this name, her small face wrinkled tightly: "I...I know this uncle."

"What? Is he the friend who framed your father before?"

Xia Bai'an helped her tidy up the soft quilt, but the coolness on the back of her neck was still creeping up, which made her a little uneasy.

Don't blacken it, it's better to take the wrong path.

But Mo Xue didn't respond for a long time, she just covered half of her face with the quilt, and took Xia Bai'an's injured hand, as if she wanted to fall into such a deep sleep directly.

It seemed she didn't deserve to know.

Xia Bai'an couldn't sleep all night, and couldn't help but touch the back of his neck that was chilling with his fingertips.

Throughout the night, the coolness on the back of the neck did not dissipate.

In the early morning of the next day, she felt that the back of her neck was getting warmer and warmer.

Before Mo Xue woke up, she quietly rolled over and got out of bed, went back to Mo Che's room, and moved Mo who had fallen asleep leaning against the edge of the bed to a suitable place for sleeping.

Mo Che, with bloodshot eyes, just looked up at her.

"When will I stand up?"

"There is still some time..."

"Cure me as soon as possible, and send the letter as soon as possible." Mo Che lifted the quilt and tried to land on his feet, the murderous intent in his eyes almost came out, "I'm going back to the capital now...to finish him."