After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 64 60, all bet

Wen Zeyu stubbornly said, "I... can't I respect my mother? Are you crazy? I want to be nice to my mother, what the hell are you an outsider?"

An Ziyu, "Should I say it?"

Wen Zeyu was furious, "Who are you? Being an old mother in your house and allowing people to resign??"

The voice fell.

An Ziyu kicked hard.

Everyone could only hear the creepy sound of "吃...吃...吱".

Miao's mother was a little frightened, no matter what, she was still her son who was not worthy of expectations.

He hurried over, "Second Miss..."

An Ziyu stretched out his hand and stopped Miao's mother.

"Don't worry, I won't kill your son. If something happens to him, I will pay double."

Mother Miao, "..."

The servant on the side also came over and stretched out his hand to pull her.

"Mother Miao, it's up to the Second Miss to take care of this matter!"

On weekdays.

He had always been afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and it was best for An Ziyu to get out of An's housekeeper right away.

This time, it was uncharacteristically.

"Miao Miao, let her take care of it! Don't you want to take care of it on weekdays, and you can't do it?"

As the butler said, he was happy in his heart.

At best, An Ziyu is the son who accidentally killed Miao's mother.

We'll see what she does then.

At this moment, Mama Miao's son was in terrible pain.

He grew up with his grandparents since he was a child.

The old man hurt him terribly.

At this moment, An Zizhen stepped on his hand, and Wen Zeyu felt that his hand was useless.

"You...what are you going to do?"

An Ziyu bent down slightly, condescendingly looking down on Wen Zeyu.

"I want to ask you something, why did you suddenly take Mama Miao away?"

Wen Zeyu, "Didn't I say that? I want my mother to enjoy herself."

An Ziyu pushed hard.

Wen Zeyu stammered, "Yes...someone gave me 60 yuan and asked me to take my mother away."

The crowd groaned.

Mother Miao can only shake her head.

An Ziyu, "Where's the money?"

Wen Zeyu's eyes flickered, "It's all... used for gambling."

An Ziyu sneered, "Didn't you win any money back?"

Wen Zeyu was impatient, "It's not normal for casinos to win often?"

Miao's mother on the side was trembling with anger.

"60, you gambled it all? You bastard, what did you tell your dad before he died?
ah?You said you quit drugs.

The results of it?Go bet again, and bet so big! ! "

An Ziyu let go of his feet and went to pull Miao Mama, "Forget it, it's useless if you beat him, those who want to bet will still continue to gamble."

Mother Miao cried, "I'm sorry, Second Miss, I'm sorry Second Miss."

originally.

Things like gambling can only be regarded as other people's private affairs.

It's inconvenient to say.

However, Mama Miao treats her very well on weekdays.

An Ziyu couldn't help but ask, "Mother Miao, do you trust me?"

Mommy Miao, "What do you mean?"

An Ziyu, "I told him to quit gambling."

Mother Miao, "..."

Wen Zeyu was furious, "Stinky Sanba, whether I bet or not, my mother didn't even say, so it's your turn to bully me here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Zihong slapped him backhandedly.

Wen Zeyu's face was not only swollen, but his nose was also bleeding.

And it's still bleeding from both holes.

Standing there did not dare to speak.

This woman is so fucking beautiful and tough.

Mother Miao thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, Second Miss, I believe in you."

An Ziyu, "However, it may hurt your son's flesh."

Miao's mother grabbed An Ziyu's hand with a serious face, "It doesn't matter, as long as I can let this little bastard quit gambling for me, I will accept whatever I want!!"

(End of this chapter)