Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Shang Jing regarded He Jiang in his peripheral vision. In a freezing tone, he said, “Are you admitting to the unorthodox way the 3000 yuan was earned?”
He Jiang choked on a dumpling.
Unorthodox way?
Yes, it was unorthodox. One must definitely stay away from gambling, it could really tear a family apart!
He Jiang: “If I were to tell you that you were a noob at the game before you went in, would you have believed me?”
Shang Jing: “...” He rolled his eyes. How could he attack him like this?
Even though he was usually ultra confident of himself, it was still too much to say that he was incapable of listening to others.
“The important thing is that you didn’t tell me. You watched me make a fool of myself with the others.”
It was even the ‘lend me some money to bet on him getting last place’ kind of mocking. There was not a sliver of confidence he had in him. What made him so sure he would rank 99100?
What the netizens said was right. This was a betrayal.
He Jiang lowered his volume. “I wasn’t mocking you. I just wanted to earn more money to feed you.”
Shang Jing’s cheeks puffed up. “If you are not feeling guilty over what you did, why didn’t you tell me about it? I already returned the money to Cen Feinuo.”
Zhuang Qin is my friend, how could I demand the money back from them?
Without a second thought, He Jiang bad-mouthed Cen Feinuo, “Cen Feinuo is such a bad person. I’ll go get the money back from him right this instant.”
Finishing the rest of the dumplings in three mouthfuls, he stood up and walked out the door.
Shang Jing pulled him back. “Forget it. We don’t have anything to spend on anyway. We can do without that sum.”
Hearing that, He Jiang stopped in his tracks and pulled out 3000 yuan from his pocket. “This is what I earned today. Let’s not be angry anymore, ok?”
It was truly satisfying to hand the money earned with his own two hands to his wife.
Shang Jing looked at the brand new cash vouchers and was immediately brought back to the scene when he saw He Jiang working hard to harvest those cobs of corn. They suddenly felt like ho
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