Prosperity: Conquering Billions of Gambling Kings

Chapter 133 Follow him

His voice raised a few degrees, and tears of grievance began to fall in July.

This pitiful appearance caused the man both heartache and pity.

After pausing for a while, he finally compromised, "Okay, don't mess with me. Let Cheng An send that kid away tomorrow! Eat, don't starve to death."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Tan Zhao threw the vegetables into her bowl.

"Let's do it now. He hasn't seen anyone for so many days. I guess the family is very anxious... Don't wait for tomorrow." Qiyue knew that he still felt sorry for her, so she boldly asked.

"eat first."

Tan Zhao didn't respond, but probably acquiesced.

Only then did Qiyue wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and ate silently.

After eating, seeing Tan Zhao getting ready to go out, he limped to follow.

"What are you doing with me? Go back to the room." Turning around, Tan Zhao looked down at him and spoke with a frown.

"I want to go to Tangkou with you."

"You can't go to that kind of place, obediently take it with you at home." He stretched out his big hand and pressed her head, the man's voice was low and sweet.

"I want to follow you, I'm not afraid... I'm just worried..." Qiyue felt her tongue was knotted.

In fact, she was just worried about He Yi'an, worried that there was something wrong with him, that's why she insisted on following him to have a look.

After crying for a little while before eating, her eyes were still red.

Thinking that she had suffered from eye disease before, Tan Zhao didn't want her to cry, so he followed her heart and took her to the hall.

In the evening, there were not many people at the entrance of the hall, only a few patrolmen and guards.

Getting off the car, Tan Zhao looked down at her feet, "Can you walk?"

"Yeah." Qiyue nodded hurriedly, "It's okay."

A pair of elk-like eyes looked straight into it, and his heart was raised.

In the past two years in the Tan family, it was the first time for her to come to the front of the Green Gang.

Except for Cheng An and Tan Zhao's close friends, few people knew of her existence.

Along the way, July kept looking around.

"gentlemen."

When the men on duty at the door saw Tan Zhao, they immediately bowed to say hello, and stared intently at the man's big hand clasping the woman's wrist.

Mr. Tan is notorious for not being close to women...

You brought a woman to the hall today?
She looks quite young, with a pure face.

"You locked him up?" Seeing Tan Zhao leading him into the dark room, Qi Yue became anxious.

"It's not closed, can I still serve him with smoke and tea?" Tan Zhao took her little hand and squeezed it tightly to express his dissatisfaction.

Before meeting He Yi'an's people, Qiyue began to feel distressed.

He locked He Yian in this kind of place, and he definitely wouldn't treat him well.

Sure enough, Tan Zhao took him directly to the innermost darkroom.

The dark place is almost closed, leaving only a small transom on the top, and I don't know if a ray of light can penetrate it.

"Open the door." Tan Zhao waved his hand and ordered his subordinates.

"Yes."

Soon, the copper cylinder lock in the dark room was removed.

Tan Zhao kicked directly towards the door with a rude kick.

He Yi'an sat on the ground with his back leaning against the wall, bowing his head and meditating.

The light from outside suddenly shone in, and it was a little dazzling for a moment.

He raised his hand and covered his forehead.

His gaze swept over, and he saw the person who came in.

Narrowing his eyes in discomfort, He Yi'an propped himself up against the wall and got up.

"Ian—"

As soon as she saw the man in the dark room, Qi Yue's hand slipped from Tan Zhao's palm and rushed into the dark room.

(End of this chapter)