Chapter 113
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
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Chapter 113: the despair that was worse than death
Translator: 549690339
thatâs right. A few grown men, and theyâre all people of virtue and prestige, actually bullying a little girl. This is too outrageous. They canât be forgiven so easily.
âYes, he said it himself that if he lost, he would cut off his hand. A man should not go back on his word. They had to do what they said. this is such a big show and so exciting. They, who are just here to watch the fun, should also put in some effort.
This was even more exciting than a movie or a TV show.
Moreover, this was a live broadcast.
Mo Qingâs face was pale with fear as he shook his head in a panic. The cold slowly swept towards him and he was so scared that he was about to collapse.
âNo, no, no, I canât chop off my hand, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
âMaster mo, youâre the one who suggested this. Iâve recorded your voice just now. What are you trying to do by blatantly going back on your word? Do you want me to play the recording?â Someone couldnât stand it and echoed.
âAiya, someone actually recorded it, I canât deny it. Hurry up and play it for us to hear.â
thatâs right. I came too late and didnât hear it. Hurry up and play it. Let us hear how this bastard talks big.
Lan Xiao couldnât help but raise an eyebrow. She thought that the person just now was just joking.
However, when the recording was played, she felt that these spectators were really god-like teammates.
Mo Qing was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.
Someone volunteered to be a doctor and ran over to treat mo Qing.
He rolled his eyes, checked his pulse, and felt his heartbeat. He realized that mo Qing was just dizzy from the lack of oxygen in his brain. So, the doctor pinched mo Qingâs philtrum and woke him up.
Mo Qing woke up with a groan and looked at the people in front of him who were watching the show. He suddenly felt that he had nothing to live for. He might as well take a knife and give him a quick death.
At this moment, he was really regretful. He was fine. Why did he have to court death and end up like this?
She wanted to faint but she couldnât. She wanted to hide but she couldnât. Mo Qing had truly experienced hell on earth and the despair that was worse than death.
It was really beautiful. Lan Xiao couldnât help but give the audience a thumbs up.
Itâs just that awesome.
She didnât need to say anything.
Lan Xiao blinked his eyes helplessly and shrugged at old master Zhao.
âOld master Zhao, Iâm still young and I really donât know what to do with Yingluo. The audienceâs cheers are so loud. I wonder what I should do. Should I break the rules of the bet or do things according to the rules?â
Under everyoneâs watchful eyes, and with so many angry spectators cheering for him.
Old master Zhao had no choice. At this time, he was already so angry that smoke was about to come out of his seven orifices.
If it wasnât for his pig-like grandson, would he need to be so embarrassed?
Old master Zhao couldnât help but grind his teeth and look at Zhao Xi.
Zhao Xi shrank back in fear and didnât dare to make a sound.
Old master Zhaoâs gaze once again fell on mo Qing. Since this calamity was caused by him, then he should pay the price.
In an instant, old master Zhao had already weighed the pros and cons.
Hence, he turned his head and looked at Lan Xiao with a kind smile. since weâve set up a bet and invited so many people to be witnesses, the bet has already been placed. We canât break the rules.
He smiled gently and took out a checkbook from his arms. He took out a fountain pen and wrote the amount of 20 million without even blinking.