The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 232 Uncle Mo Disliked His Wife Is Disabled, So He Sent Back To Her Parents

"How does this work?"

As soon as Chu Silu finished speaking, Haimiler frowned excitedly. "If some uncles and I were photographed in the clubhouse by the media, maybe we'd make a big fuss about it, and Dad would definitely be upset!"

Just as Haimil was about to get up, Chu Silu pushed him down.

"It's okay, there are a few uncles here, no media dares to write about it."

"Really?" Haimiler asked half-believingly, Chu Silu replied flatly, "Yes," a nasal sound, but it was a reassurance.

Which reporter dares to be presumptuous in front of entertainment predators!

Haimiler sat and watched beside Chu Silu for a while, then got up and went back to the sofa, and took the initiative to chat with Zeng Li after sitting down.

"You know Uncle Mo?"

Zeng Li thought for a while, then smiled and said, "That's right."

"Oh," Hai Mier groaned, and continued, "I heard that he has a wife who is disabled and sits in a wheelchair all day long. Later, Uncle Mo disliked her and sent her back to her mother's house."

Zeng Li...

Looking at Hai Mier in astonishment, "Who did you listen to?" Although his younger sister Zeng Huiyun lives in her natal family, Zeng Li feels that Mo Zhiqian is not that kind of superficial person, let alone their relationship is so deep.

"Hehe, who do you need to listen to?" Haimiler sneered, and then continued, "Now the entire upper class circle in T City is talking about it behind their backs, but because Uncle Mo's business is so big, I dare not Offended face to face."

"Really?" Zeng Li answered subconsciously, his mind was filled with dislike, and he sent her back to her mother's house...

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, of course, only for Zeng Li.

On the poker table, the mahjong tiles were still going on like a raging fire. Liang Tingting's luck was really not covered. After playing for so long, she didn't shoot much. Thirteen Yao, right, right, kept pushing.

After a while, there was no room for winning chips in the drawer.

She rubbed the tiles again, picked them up, and looked at the mahjong tiles in front of her, Liang Tingting snapped her fingers at Xue Jingrui.

"Light me a cigarette, sleepy!"

Without saying a word, Xue Jingrui lit one of his pack of cigarettes for Liang Tingting, took a puff before handing it to her. Liang Tingting took the cigarette from Xue Jingrui's hand, and continued playing cards while smoking to refresh himself.

A few minutes later, Liang Tingting pushed the mahjong tiles in front of her, "Touch yourself, yes, yes!"

Li Jianhao pushed the mahjong tiles in front of him, and said disgruntledly, "I don't want to play anymore, I'm bored."

Opening the drawer, he took out a chip lying quietly inside and threw it in front of Liang Tingting, "Here, sister-in-law three, this is all I have left."

Liang Tingting put away the chip and turned it out from her own drawer, her joy was evident.

"A bargaining chip is also money, thank you gentlemen for your humility."

Mo Zhiqian leaned on the back of the chair, picked up a cigarette and gave Chu Silu a cigarette, and smoked one himself, the two men leaned on the back of the chair.Watch the couple on the opposite side count their chips.

Xue Jingrui slenderly moved the chips in front of Liang Tingting and exclaimed, "Wow, there are so many, enough for me to buy a few bottles of good wine!"

Liang Tingting put the chips away in her arms, and turned to look at him with a defensive look on her face.

"It was agreed in advance, if I win, it's mine, and if I lose, you get it!"

Seeing Liang Tingting like a hen protecting her weaknesses, Xue Jingrui raised his eyebrows and refused to admit it, "Did I say that?"

"Of course you said that everyone at the poker table can testify!" Liang Tingting was confident, but Xue Jingrui looked at the other three men with a handsome face.

"Big brother, second brother, did I say that?"

The two men looked at him, smoking leisurely, and ignored him.

Xue Jingrui turned to Li Jianhao again.

"Fourth brother, did I say that?"

Li Jianhao leaned his elbows on the poker table, took a puff of his cigarette, glanced at Liang Tingting who looked defensive, and smiled, "What did you say? I don't remember."

(End of this chapter)