I'm a widow for the richest man in the world

Chapter 120 You still expect her to win?

Chapter 120 You still expect her to win?

Mo Rong was very angry, "Don't underestimate people, my patron's father is much better than Si."

"Okay, okay, he is the best, you asked me to come out just to say this, then I will go back." Meng Riwan replied impatiently.

Mo Rong stopped her: "Why are you running so fast, I haven't finished talking yet."

Forced a ring into Meng Riwan's hand, Meng Riwan didn't want to take it, but Mo Rong pressed it firmly.

"I may really not come back alive. If I die, it will be considered that I have proposed to you."

Meng Riwan turned his face directly: "Get out."

Mo Rong: "I can wash and cook, I can warm the bed, and I can roll the bed sheets, but I don't know how to roll."

Meng Riwan: "Then I don't want you either."

"With a new love and forget the old love, I am no longer the little Rongrong you loved the most."

Mo Rong felt aggrieved and wanted to lean his head on Meng Riwan's shoulder, but she slapped him open.

Concentrating on his expression, Mo Rong finally became serious: "Wait for me to win the championship."

"Peace." Meng Riwan smiled.

Morong seldom saw her smile, and felt itchy in his heart, he leaned over to kiss her secretly, but saw someone not far away aiming at Meng Riwan with an unknown object.

"careful!"

Without thinking, Morong stood in front of Meng Riwan, his calf stiffened, as if pierced by a sharp object, he grunted in pain, and pushed Meng Riwan away forcefully.

"Come on!" Mo Rong shouted.

More than a dozen people rushed up to ask what happened.

There was a layer of skin on Mo Rong's leg. He thought it was just a minor injury, but in just a few seconds, the area around the wound quickly turned black.

"Toxic!" The bodyguard recognized it at a glance, and said anxiously: "The competition is about to start, what should we do now? Why are you so careless? You know it's going to be a competition and you still run around!"

Mo Rongqiang gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm going to prepare for the game."

"No, your leg is swollen like this, you must see a doctor." The bodyguard said while calling for someone.

But the host is already reporting the list of contestants, and failure to enter within 5 minutes is considered a waiver, and the competition will begin when the bodyguards bring the doctor.

Mo Rong took the reward and had to participate.

He grabbed the bodyguard: "There is no need to find a doctor, I can do it, it's just a small injury, it shouldn't be a problem."

Although his wound was shallow, it was obviously very toxic. Meng Riwan obviously felt that there was something wrong with Mo Rong's injured leg, and frowned: "Let me help you."

"No, you're not in good health, everyone in the racetrack has to risk their lives, I'll go by myself." Mo Rong refused sharply.

Meng Riwan snatched his admission card: "You will die if you go on the field in this state now, maybe I can win if I go."

"Meng Riwan, return the admission card to me!" Mo Rong was furious, and rushed up to grab it, but he didn't even have the strength to stand still when he was in a toxic attack, so he yelled at the bodyguard: "You are all stupid!" What are you doing? You haven't snatched the admission card!"

Meng Riwan said: "If you can trust me, let me go, and I promise to win."

The bodyguards looked at each other.

Mo Rong said: "She can't even play bumper cars, and you still expect her to win the championship? Hurry up and stop her, don't be stupid!"

Meng Riwan said, "That's better than you with a limping leg, right?"

The bodyguards were silent when they heard this, Mo Rong can no longer play in this situation, as for Meng Riwan, no matter how weak his legs are, he is better than Mo Rong, right?
They acquiesced in Meng Riwan's admission.

Mo Rong shouted angrily: "Are you all idiots? Meng Riwan can't drive!"

(End of this chapter)

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