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Chapter 295 Marriage Application

Chapter 295 Marriage Application

The pain in my shoulders is easy to endure, but the malice coming from my eyes and voice is like the cold wind in winter, which cannot be ignored..

The girl raised her head and looked at her mother. Her face was expressionless, but in the depths of her eyes, a light of fear could be seen flashing..

Yuko Moritani saw the flashing light. She felt satisfied. Fear was awe and a manifestation of power. After she became addicted to gambling, she rarely saw such emotions from others..

“No money." The girl turned her head.

“Nothing! Didn’t I ask you to get it from your grandma’s bedside? That’s where the old woman likes to leave her money! "Yuko Moritani was not satisfied with her daughter's answer, and the strength of her palms increased again..

The girl gritted her teeth and almost screamed as the pain increased. Then she quickly adapted to the suffering..

She looked at her mother's face and begged with her eyes: "Don't steal anymore, grandma will find out.".”

“What is stealing? The old woman’s money belongs to both of us. How can taking our own money be called stealing? Even if you steal...you can't get it, you tell the old woman that the school has to pay, money for magazine subscriptions, money for visiting activities, and what you want to buy with your classmates. Didn't I teach you how to make excuses? Why don't you look for it?!”

Yuko Moritani's words gradually became irritable. Thinking of having no money to sit at the gambling table today, her smile became stiff and her expression management was on the verge of collapse..

The girl was keenly aware of the atmosphere before the rainstorm. Her shoulders trembled and she hurriedly explained: "I really have to pay lunch today."……”

Before she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong and hurriedly covered her mouth, but it was too late. She had already leaked the aroma of the meat, and the jackal came looking for it..

Yuko Moritani showed a bright smile. It was no longer a fake smile, but a sincere happiness. It was the happiness of playing mahjong and the happiness of opening poker cards..

“You have to pay for lunch today, right? The money is in the schoolbag? "Yuko Moritani let go of one of her daughter's shoulders and reached out to grab the red schoolbag..

“no! "The girl broke free from her hand, took two steps back, and hugged the schoolbag behind her with both arms..

Her voice trembled: "I have to pay it today.!”

“If Mom knows, will Mom still ask for your lunch money? "Yuko Moritani looked at the pedestrians around and waved to her daughter: "Come back quickly. Mom will check it for you to prevent you from losing your money..”

“I checked.”

“When was it checked??”

“Before going out, I checked with my grandpa..”

“That was before you went out. Now that you have been gone for so long, you still need to take another look. If you lose it on the road, it will be too late to find out when you get to school..”

Yuko Moritani's expression was concerned and her voice was soft, as if she was really worried about the girl..

Under her guidance, the girl worried about whether the money was still lying in the pouch of her schoolbag. This worry spread her attention and made her vigilance drop to a dangerous level..

She took off the shoulder strap of her schoolbag. Yuko Moritani came to her side and looked into the schoolbag with her..

Both of them saw the small white cloth bag, the mouth of which was tied with a rope..

The girl just breathed a sigh of relief when a hand reached into her field of vision and took away the bag.

“Mother! "She hurriedly hugged that arm.

“What's it called? I'll help you see if it's inside. If it's empty, the teacher will think you stole it and used it yourself..”

Yuko Moritani once again gave reasonable words that could arouse her daughter's suspicion..

girl hesitates.

“Let go." Yuko Moritani said sharply..

The girl was confused for a moment, but she still shook her head. Yuko Moritani looked around again. This intersection was relatively remote, but it was now the peak flow of people and there were many pedestrians. She had to get rid of her daughter in a calm way..

“Why are you nervous? Mom will still take your money, so let go! "She shook her arm.

“You took the money for the school trip last year." The girl refused to let go, with tears in her eyes..

Yuko Moritani was speechless. Her mind was filled with dice and cards. She couldn't remember how much money she had defrauded from her daughter. She also didn't want to remember how she defrauded the money..

After a pause, she had another idea. She said to her daughter: "Mom is just helping you see if the money is in it. You hold your mother's hand. If she can't untie the bag, you let go of your hand and hug her tightly." waist.”

The girl had no doubts. She let go of her arms and quickly hugged her mother's waist..

Her waist is thicker than her arms, so she can hold her mother tightly only by pressing her whole body against her mother's body. Therefore, her face is buried in Yuko Moritani's belly. Even if she raises her head and tries hard to look at the white cloth bag in her mother's hand, her field of vision is extremely limited..

Yuko Moritani waved her arm and locked it at an angle to cover the girl's sight. She quickly put her fingers into the bag and pulled it out quickly..

The hand speed she developed at the gambling table looks immature in front of her gamblers, but is already an incredible magic in front of her daughter..

“Yes, the money is all in it." Yuko Moritani closed the bag, tied it, and put it into her daughter's schoolbag..

The girl looked at this scene in surprise. She didn't expect that Budai could really come back to her..

“Okay, go to school quickly, you will be late soon." Yuko Moritani quickly helped her daughter carry her schoolbag, patted her on the head, and urged her..

The girl's remaining doubts were eliminated by the fear of being late. She grabbed the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, waved to her mother, and ran to school..

There was joy on her face and her steps were cheerful. This was the first time since she came to her grandparents' house that her mother didn't ask her for money or tell her how to cheat or steal her grandparents' money..

Her mother even cared about her and helped her confirm the money in the bag.

She thought that her mother was better than before. As long as she continued to get better, she could go back to two years ago and buy her home again. Her father passed away, but she could still live with her mother..

She turned around and saw her mother's smiling face. She stretched out her hand and waved again. Her mother responded enthusiastically. She felt that today was a happy day..

Watching her daughter's back disappearing around the corner ahead, Yuko Moritani stopped staring, she spread her hands, and a roll of money was caught in her palm..

What a stupid daughter.

Yuko Moritani smiled proudly. She felt that she had completed a perfect thousand skills in the bet with her daughter..

Putting the money in her pocket, she hummed a tune and walked quickly to the main road..

She met that man when she walked out of the alley and came to the avenue..

The man was sitting in the back seat of a Bentley on the side of the road, looking at her through the open window, with dull eyes and no obvious emotion on his face..

She instinctively restrained her somewhat unrestrained smile and gait, and showed the other party a decent smile that was already somewhat unfamiliar..

The man didn't respond to her, and the car window slowly closed, but the driver's door opened and the driver walked towards her..

【Yuko Moritani never dreamed that she would meet a young and handsome rich man like you on the roadside, let alone that your driver would send her a message asking her if she would marry you..】

【How could she refuse such a good thing? She stared at the car logo greedily, recalling what she saw through the car window, your expensive clothes and watches. These things turned into colorful chips in her mind. Make a gesture of picking up chips with your fingers.】

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