Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily-Chapter 105

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Chapter 105: Chapter 105 playing the pig to eat the Tiger

Translator: 549690339

Old master Zhaoโ€™s eyes changed slightly. He immediately felt that it was inappropriate and was about to refute. f๐‘Ÿe๐’†๐˜„๐ž๐š‹๐š—oัต๐ž๐—น.cเซฆ๐‘š

However, Zhao Xi held the old manโ€™s hand and promised him.

โ€œGrandpa, itโ€™s fine. Weโ€™ll win this round for sure. Mo Qingโ€™s words are only to shock that little girl. Donโ€™t worry.โ€

Old master Zhao furrowed his brows. He felt that he couldnโ€™t put his heart at ease.

the bet is too big. We canโ€™t take the risk. What if something happens? โ€

donโ€™t worry, Grandpa, โ€ Zhao Xi promised. we wonโ€™t lose.

โ€œAlright, youโ€™re the one who saved up this game. If we lose, just wait and see how Iโ€™ll deal with you. last time, you suffered physical pain. This time, Iโ€™ll send you to Africa as a peacekeeper, โ€ old master Zhao said coldly with a trace of hostility in his eyes.

Zhao Xi shrunk his neck. He didnโ€™t know what was going on, but his heart was beating like a drum.

However, he believed that he would win this time. A girl was lucky enough to cut out two high-quality Jade. She wouldnโ€™t be so lucky this time and turn the fake into the real one, would she?

Therefore, he agreed to his grandfatherโ€™s request with confidence.

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On the other side, Wen Cheng was also shocked. She grabbed Wen Muchuโ€™s sleeve and muttered, โ€ โ€œBrother, isnโ€™t this bet too big? Listening to master Moโ€™s confident tone and betting with both his hands, he should already be 100% sure that the bronze censer was fake, right? Since itโ€™s fake, why are we still betting? itโ€™s ten million, how can we get so much money? Itโ€™s over, itโ€™s over, weโ€™re definitely going to lose.โ€

Wen Muchu remained silent. Her blue eyes were filled with surprise, but there was no anxiety or fear.

He believed in Lan Xiao and had his own plans.

Suddenly, he noticed that Another Gaze had landed on Lan Xiao.

Wen Muchuโ€™s eyes met that gaze-brother Jiang of Ling city.

Brother Jiangโ€™s deep eyes flashed with a trace of darkness, and then he pursed his lips and smiled.

Wen Muchuโ€™s eyes were alert, but he was not afraid of him.

Sparks flew between the two men as they drew their swords. The air pressure around them also lowered a little.

Brother Jiang was a mysterious existence in Ling city. He was too mysterious and not to be trifled with.

Wen Muchuโ€™s eyes flashed with a dark light as he avoided brother Jiangโ€™s gaze.

Lan Xiao raised his eyebrows. She felt that this bet was a little too big.

Therefore, she asked uneasily,โ€master mo, can we not go so far?โ€ Why did I cut off your hand? itโ€™s bloody and scary.โ€

However, Lan Xiao was interrupted by mo Qing.

He thought that Lan Xiao was feeling guilty and didnโ€™t dare to make such a big bet, so he snorted and laughed in disdain.

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong? Are you afraid?โ€

Lan Xiao didnโ€™t feel good at all. She felt that there was definitely something wrong with this person. She was doing this for his own good, and it wasnโ€™t easy for her to display her saint-like heart, but in the end, he didnโ€™t appreciate it.

Lan Xiao immediately gritted his teeth. Alright, there was a door to heaven but you refused to leave. There was no Door to Hell but you barged in. Donโ€™t blame her then.

โ€œIn that case, for the sake of fairness, letโ€™s invite the appraisers from the other antique shops to come over and appraise this bronze censer together.โ€ She had always held the copper furnace in her arms and did not let them see it easily. What if master Hanโ€™s eyes were sharp and he noticed something wrong?

If she was seen through, how could she still pretend to be a pig to eat a Tiger, hehe.