Always Spoils His Multi-faced Wife

"Hehe …" "Since it's a deal, I will reluctantly accept the prize." She grinned brightly with her white teeth, picked up the bonus card that was just placed on the table, and turned to leave.

She was currently in need of money. Ten million was also money, so she didn't want it for free. Furthermore, she deserved it.

There was a line separating the Zhu and Bai Families, so she couldn't take her mother's money, and she couldn't touch her own money, because if she did, Zhu Rong Cheng would definitely find out. If that happened, her plans would be ruined.

After watching her leave, Que 3000 couldn't help but smile as his eyes curved into slits.

Ya Zheng came in from the back door with a look of disgust on his face. "Third brother, this girl is way too arrogant! You actually dare to bargain with me! "

His eyes moved as he said, "Should I teach her a lesson?"

"Just don't be taught a lesson by her." Que 3000 raised his eyebrows and shot him a glance.

"…" Ya Zheng shrunk his neck, immediately giving up on that idea, but he wasn't willing to give up. "But third brother, we spent so much effort, but she only agreed for a month. Isn't that a bit of a loss?"

Que Sanlang raised his hand, his smile still on his face.

"In a month, I will make her beg me to keep her."

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On the way back, the red sports car seemed to have wings on its back as it galloped wantonly on the road.

As for the White Pigeon, it soared through the air while listening to the music. From time to time, it would even hum a few words. It was truly a carefree and carefree feeling.

At that moment, his phone suddenly rang.

She took the phone and looked at the number. She couldn't help but smile.

He turned down the music and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Uncle Zheng."

"Eldest Miss, I'm in A City." On the other end of the phone, a slightly aged man's voice could be heard.

"Alright." White Pigeon scanned the time. 11: 42, "You eat first. I'll come find you in two hours."

"I'll go find you." The man on the other side of the phone said again.

"Don't!" White Pigeon immediately rejected, "If you knew where I lived, then maybe one day, my mom would come looking for me."

When the man heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "I promise, I won't inform Director Bai."

"Pull it down. Since young, when have you not said that? You know, my mom knows. " The white pigeon seemed to hold a grudge.

The man reluctantly compromised, "Fine, then I'll wait for you."

After hanging up, the car continued on its way.

13: 36.

Outside a deserted factory.

A middle-aged man was standing in front of a modified red sports car, quietly waiting, occasionally glancing at his watch as he calculated the time.

After another two minutes, the person he wanted to see finally appeared.

White Pigeon leisurely walked over with both hands in her pockets. However, it didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man. Instead, it blew a big kiss to her beloved car, "Pop!" "Darling, I missed you so much!"

"Cough, cough." The middle-aged man beside him coughed lightly to attract his attention.

"What are you coughing for? You've completed your mission. Go back and report to my mom." The White Pigeon leaned on the top of the car as it spoke. It raised its hand to caress the shiny body of the car.

It was her mother's chief steward, Zheng Qizhe.

"You're going to send me away like this?"

"Otherwise?" Zhu White Pigeon casually replied.

"Bai Dong wants me to stay and help you." He looked at her.

"Heh …" I just know she can't stay idle. " White Pigeon turned around and put its hands in its pockets again, "My dear mother, she doesn't care when I should worry. When I shouldn't worry, she would stick her nose in."

She shook her head and sighed, kicking the rock lightly with her feet. This is a real headache. "

"Director Bai cares about you too. Eldest Miss, please don't be willful. This time …"

"Hey, stop." White Pigeon raised his hand and interrupted him. "Uncle Zheng, do you know my rules?"

"Haha …" Zheng Buche smiled helplessly. "Alright, alright. I won't say anything more."

"That's more like it." White Pigeon smiled, then opened the door and got into the car. "Go back and tell my mom not to keep staring at me. If you have the time, why don't you do something more useful?"

"Sigh …"

"Oh, and remember to tell her that if she sends anyone else, I won't see her for a year."

Zheng was about to speak, but she cut him off.

"No, young miss …"

"I'm going. You think of a way to go back yourself."

Without giving him a chance to speak, the White Pigeon stepped on the accelerator and immediately left.

Hm!

It was still better to drive his own car.

She spent a lot of money to modify this car and had only finished it half a year ago. Afterwards, she had left it with her mother and didn't have the time to retrieve it.

But that was good too. No one recognized the car, and it was just in time to be of use.

As he was rejoicing in his heart, a thought suddenly appeared in front of him, wanting to show off in front of Que 3000, it was a hundred times stronger than his crappy car!

He released the music and sped up at 400 kph, going all the way.

"..."

When he returned to his residence, it was 15: 26.

Lu Heng and An Yicheng, who were in the room, saw this scene and immediately rushed out.

"Oh my god! This... "This …" An Yicheng was speechless as he stared at the dazzling red sports car in the yard.

"Holy sh * t!" Dove, did you steal this from somewhere else? " Although Lu Heng did not know much about cars, but just by looking at the appearance of that car, he could tell that it was not ordinary.

"What are you snatching for? You only know how to snatch, I'm not a bandit." Zhu White Pigeon slammed the door. Looking at the gazes of admiration and adoration from the two of them, he couldn't help but smile in satisfaction, "So, you're really cool, right?"

"Cool! Great Cool! Oh, mygod! I've never seen such a good car in my life! " Lu Heng walked over and gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome! "This is too awesome!"

"Me too!" An Yicheng seconded, "This car is still quite impressive, even compared to the previous ones!"

The White Pigeon raised its eyebrows, "Of course, this is my car. It must be the best."

Recovering from his shock, Lu Heng looked at her suspiciously, "Tell me honestly, where did you get this car?"

"I told you, this is my own car. Do you believe me?" White Pigeon didn't intend to explain anything to her, so it turned around and walked back into the house. "At this time, how are you two going to be at home?"

"Oh, didn't we work overtime this weekend? The boss gave us a holiday this afternoon." An Yicheng replied as he caught up.