Yin Hu was dripping with cold sweat, never expecting Bao Gucheng to come personally.
"Mr. Bo, I..."
"No need for words, from now on, you'll be cleaning toilets at the camp and wiping bones in the morgue! Reflect properly on whether you've lived up to your brothers, is living just to squander and incur debt?!"
Bao Gucheng offered no chance for explanation.
Yin Hu hung his head: "Yes!"
There was no doubt about it; his impulse to gamble today was truly unwise.
It violated discipline and the expectations of his brothers; he deserved to be punished.
It's just that...
He bit his lip: "Mr. Bo, this jade is really yours, not hers..."
Chen Long covered his face in despair: "..."
Fool, can't you just keep your mouth shut!
It's like you died once but insist on sitting up from the coffin, stretching your neck to let the master hack you to death again.
Bao Gucheng suppressed his anger, his gaze cold and stern, his thin lips opening: "It's hers."
