Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 238 Ye Weiyang! (6)

Murong Lin looked sideways at the postcard in Mo Chou's hand.

On the postcard is a photo of a night scene.

Murong Lin recognized the building above at a glance - the New York Gambling and Entertainment City by the Las Vegas Boulevard.

He casually squeezed the postcard from her hand, only to see that it was written in smooth fonts on the back.

"Sister, come on! The brother who loves you the most is in Las Vegas!"

Looking at the postmark in Japan, it is less than a month away.

Obviously, Ouyang has been to Las Vegas.

"Olan said that whenever Ouyang went to a place, he would send her a postcard to say he was safe!"

Mo Chou lightly flicked the postcard in her hand.

"Ouyang doesn't seem like the kind of fun person, I think, he shouldn't go here for no reason!
So, maybe we can go there and look for any clues! "

He lowered the hand holding the postcard, and embraced her slender waist again.

Murong Lin fixed her eyes again.

"So, wife, do you mean that you have agreed to marry me?!"

Mo Chou raised her brows, teasing deliberately.

"Why, do you want to send me away with just one sentence?!"

"Of course, more than one sentence! There is also an extremely precious thing!"

While talking, he leaned towards her and kissed her forehead lightly.

"And me, Murong Lin, as long as you agree, everything about me will be yours!"

"Murong Lin?!"

Mo Chou repeated following him in an exaggerated tone on purpose.

"Let me think about it. According to the law of inheritance, all of your mother's assets should belong to you in the future, as well as your prize money from competitions over the years. Calculated, it should be enough for me to squander it for a while. Then, I..."

Raising her face to look at him, she suddenly opened her arms, parted his arms holding her, and quickly fled to the side.

"I'll think about it again!"

"Okay, brat, you're playing tricks on me, don't let me catch you!"

Murong Lin put on a deliberately fierce look, and immediately chased after her.

Two people, one in front and one behind, ran a long way on the boulevard.

The sun shrouded their figures in a layer of warm light.

(End of this chapter)