The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 164 He Called Her: Mrs. Mo

Dr. Jens's wife was once the most beautiful woman in the village. She was stabbed to death by someone Jens had offended on the way back to the village.

Her stabber took her wedding ring, a ruby ​​ring.

The ring was bought by Jens at an auction and given to his beloved wife. His wife liked it very much. Jens told Fu Sichen that if he could find the ring, he might leave the village to perform surgery on Tang Xinyan's mother.

It's just that after the ring was sold on the black market, it fell into the hands of a local snake in Macau.

Tang Xinyan frowned, "In other words, if you want to get the ring, you have to go to Macau." Even if you went to Macau, it would not be easy to get the ruby ​​ring from the local snake.

Tang Xinyan held her head in her hands, a deep sense of powerlessness spread from her chest to her limbs.

Fu Sichen walked up to Tang Xinyan and patted her on the shoulder, "No matter how difficult it is, I will help you. I have already booked two tickets to Macau. Let's hurry to the airport now!"

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When we arrived in Macau, it was already late at night.

Both Tang Xinyan and Fu Sichen were extremely tired.

Fu Sichen had already booked a hotel, and the two of them sat in the car in an unusually silent manner.

On the way here, Fu Sichen learned that the local snake is called Brother Biao, and he likes to race motorcycles. Tomorrow night, a motorcycle race will be held on the steepest and most rugged mountain. If he wins the race, he can take a treasure from him.

Fu Sichen has asked his connections to find an internationally award-winning motorcycle racer. If they can win, they will get a ruby ​​ring.

When she arrived at the hotel, Tang Xinyan just got out of the shower when her phone rang.

Seeing the call from my dear husband, my heart skipped a beat.

She has been running around for her mother recently, and has not contacted Mo Chiwei for several days.

Pressing the answer button, she put the phone to her ear.

"Mrs. Mo, where are you?"

Hearing him call her Mrs. Mo, her nose turned sour, and her eyes flushed, "I'm in Macau."

"With Fu Sichen?" The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was a little cold.

Tang Xinyan didn't want to hide it from him, so she hummed in confusion, but before she could say anything, the man hung up the phone.

Looking at the gradually darkening screen, Tang Xinyan was afraid that he would misunderstand her and Fu Sichen like last time, so she sent him a message.

——He and I are in the past tense, don't get me wrong.

After sending the message, she lay down on the bed with her mobile phone.

1 minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes passed... Still haven't waited for his reply.

Pouting her lips, she threw away her phone in a little upset.

Just ignore it, anyway, she has already explained it to him, believe it or not!

The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was to use my phone to see if Mo Chiwei had replied to the message.

Seeing that there was no message or missed call, a faint sense of loss spread in her heart.

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evening.

The steep mountain road is brightly lit and full of voices.

Modified motorcycles of various colors drove up to the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds of beauties, screaming and shouting constantly.

Alcohol, restlessness, hormones, hustle and bustle linger in the air.

Parked on the track are the magnificent Buell's EBR 1190, the MOTOGP-style MV-Agusta F4RR, the limited edition Chief Vintage...every motorcycle here is expensive and luxurious.

The racer Fu Sichen invited was riding a red Ducati Panigale.

Before the race, each racer signed a life and death certificate.

If you fall off a cliff on the way, Brother Biao, who organized the game, does not have to bear any responsibility.

This gameplay is extreme, exciting, and dangerous.

Just when the race was about to start, a deafening roar of motorcycles came from not far away.

(End of this chapter)