my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 132 President Guan Never Chased His Girlfriend

"It's time to bet on your girlfriend, Guan Zichen, I'm not a worry-free girlfriend, you have to be careful."

Lan Mo's mind was spinning rapidly. Before that, she must make some demands for herself, otherwise, she would always be the one who suffers.

"Xiao Mo, I'm so happy that our bet is established, do you want to make some contracts or something?" He smiled charmingly, and pulled her closer casually.

Since it was his girlfriend, she was his.

Lan Mo chuckled, her unruly eyes flashed the slight wound on his face.

"There is no need for a contract, but I want to make it clear that since I am just your betting girlfriend, then it is within the scope of betting, and what you want is my heart, so think carefully about how to chase me Bar!"

She patted him on the shoulder seriously, and was about to walk out of the desk at a quick pace. Guan Zichen raised her eyebrows, and reached out to hold her.

"Why do I feel that you are perfunctory to me?" He still wants to chase her?

"President Guan won't be so mean. Haven't you ever chased after a girlfriend? You said it yourself, you will gradually win my heart, but how could I let myself lose?"

But he is doomed!

She will not love him, but he will never be without a woman.

She looked back at the leather swivel chair, imagining that she would be sitting on it in the near future, and couldn't help feeling proud.

Guan Zichen wanted to say something, but the phone rang at this moment. He grabbed Lan Mo and answered it impatiently.

"Hey, aren't you doing an exclusive interview?" Why are you still calling him?
"Cousin, why is your tone like this? The interview is over, you go to watch TV now, hurry up."

Sang Xia urged on the other end of the phone, Guan Zichen frowned, knowing that she would not hang up unless she heard the voice.

He glanced at Lan Mo, who was blinking at him with strange eyes, as if she had no intention of leaving, so he let her go and took the remote control.

On the other wall of the office is a large silver TV, which is usually like a decoration.

Guan Zichen turned it on, adjusted the channel, deliberately turned up the volume, and was facing the phone, as if coaxing a child.

(End of this chapter)