Chapter 114
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
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Chapter 114: Iâm scared
Translator: 549690339
After he was done, he held it up with both hands and handed it to Lan Xiao with a kind expression.
âMiss LAN, just keep it Yingluo didnât expect miss LAN to be so knowledgeable at such a young age, Iâm really impressed. The younger generation is really fearsome, hehe.â
Lan Xiao was extremely humble and waved his hand, not daring to take it.
Zhao Yuâs father was smiling so widely that his face was so wrinkled that it could squeeze a few mosquitoes to death. He clearly hated this girl to death in his heart, but he still had to put on a kind and magnanimous look.
He was also mentally tired. This girl really knew how to act.
Lan Xiao touched his nose and accepted the check without further ado.
She looked at the amount on the card and smiled like a flower.
âAlright, Iâve given you the money. Now, itâs time for mo Qing to complete the next two wagers. Someone, bring a knife over and place it in front of him. Mo Qing, kneel down and apologize to miss LAN first. Chop off one hand yourself, and find someone else to chop off the other hand for you, Yingluo.â
donât be afraid. Once you Cut Off Your Hands, Iâll immediately send someone to send you to the hospital. Iâm sure youâll be able to keep your life. The smile on old master Zhaoâs face disappeared as he looked at mo Qing coldly.
In an instant, everyoneâs eyes turned to mo Qing.
The real show was about to begin.
Mo Qing really had no way to retreat, and was forced to the edge of the cliff.
So many pairs of gloating eyes were looking at him, he was about to collapse.
His eyes flickered with fear. At this moment, there was no longer that high and mighty and disdainful arrogance.
The current him was like a pile of mud. Everyone was waiting for this pile of mud to make a sound and make everyone happy.
Mo Qingâs face was ashen as she crawled in front of Lan Xiao. Her forehead was pressed against the floor as she kowtowed.
âMiss LAN, I was wrong. Iâm an absolute fool. I had eyes but failed to see. I actually mistook the treasure for a fake. I shouldnât have been rude to you, I shouldnât have tried to take the bronze censer, and I shouldnât have hit the back of your hand. I was wrong, Iâm truly remorseful, Yingluo.â
âPlease forgive this idiot who doesnât know anything. If my hand is cut off, my life is over. Iâve become a cripple. You might as well take a knife and stab me to death. Itâs better than living the rest of your life on the brink of death.â
Lan Xiao felt that at this moment, if she continued to force mo Qing to really cut off her hands, it would not be good.
She didnât care about other peopleâs opinions. However, what if Wen Muchu felt that she was ruthless and cold-blooded because of this?
No man would like such a vicious woman, right?
Hence, Lan Xiao changed his mind. At this moment, he could only retreat and not advance.
An appropriate display of weakness could stimulate a manâs desire to protect, which was beneficial to her and Wen Muchuâs development.
Hence, she pretended to be shocked as she took a few steps back helplessly and grabbed Wen Muchuâs hand in a panic.
âIâm afraid of this Yingluo, Yingluo.â
âChi Chiâ everyone.
The sudden plot twist had caught them off guard.
Zhao Xi was so angry that he almost lost his breath. This woman was just pretending.
Brother Jiang, on the other hand, looked at Lan Xiao a few times with interest. His slender fingers rubbed his chin and his lips curved into a silent smile.
Wen Muchuâs eyes flickered and he held her hand.
He protected her and stepped forward, looking down at mo Qing as he kowtowed.
âWe can spare your hands, but Yingluo ...â
Wen Muchuâs words were like a ray of light, lighting up mo Qingâs entire world. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Muchu with a bright light in his eyes.
âWhat? As long as you donât cut off my hand, Iâll do anything you want.â
Wen Muchu nodded slightly, his thin lips slowly forming an arc.
A cold glint flickered in his eyes.
âTwo fingers for two pairs of hands. Itâs a good deal, donât you think?â