Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan sat in the hall for nearly twenty minutes.

Ye Ran knew that she was in a bad mood, and did not disturb her, quietly accompanied by her.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Tang Xinyan had an idea in her tangled heart.

She got up and took two sets of sportswear in the clubhouse.

After He Ye Ran replaced, he took the electric screen car to the green field.

After getting out of the car, Ye Ran saw Tang Xinyan's black and white apricot eyes looking at the handsome and noble man like a god. She asked suspiciously, "Xinyan, can that gentleman help you get a divorce?"

Tang Xinyan nodded. She looked at the jade Mo Chiwei who was holding a golf club, wearing a hat and sunglasses. She curled up her fingertips slightly, feeling a little nervous in her heart.

She needed Mo Chiwei to help her divorce Fu Sichen, but she didn't want to divorce, so she married him immediately.

Therefore, she wants to make a bet with Mo Chiwei.

Tang Xinyan smiled at Ye Ran, "Ran Ran, wait for me in the rest area."

Ye Ran let out a cry, and after taking his gaze back from Tang Xinyan's face, he couldn't help but glanced at the man who couldn't move his eyes.

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Lu Zishen finished a shot and saw Tang Xinyan walking towards them. He raised a slender eyebrow, "Four brother, the future sister-in-law is here."

Mo Chiwei squinted his deep narrow eyes. He didn't turn his head back, focusing on the hole in front of him, holding the rod with both hands, with his feet shoulder-width apart, in a standard playing posture.

Tang Xinyan walked to Lu Zishen's side, and she nodded at him, looking at Mo Chiwei with her bright eyes.

A few seconds later, Mo Chi swing, the white ball was thrown into the air, and after drawing a beautiful arc, it slowly entered the hole in front.

Tang Xinyan and Lu Zishen applauded together.

Mo Chiwei hung his sunglasses on the T-shirt, and gave her a dark glance.

She wore a watermelon red hooded slim-fit sportswear, with long curly hair tied into a high ponytail, a white sun hat on her head, no makeup, and her skin was white as jade, like a peeled egg, with delicate features. There is also a hint of immaturity, looking like a high school student who just graduated, youthful and energetic.

Tang Xinyan took a deep breath, walked to Mo Chiwei, her thick and slender feather eyelashes trembling lightly, "Mr. Mo, you are really good at playing."

Mo Chiwei handed the club to the caddie with the bag behind him, with a deep and mellow voice, "Say something straight."

His narrow eyes, narrowing slightly, are as deep and deep as a black hole in the universe, and the aura of a mature man on his body is extremely expensive and compelling.

Every time she talks with him, Tang Xinyan feels like a pupil facing the teacher, nervous and uncomfortable.

The neatly manicured nails were gently pressed against the palms of her palms, and towards the deep eyes of Shangmo Chi Wei who couldn't see the bottom, she said quietly, "I want to make a bet with you."

Mo Chiwei curled his lips with interest, seeming to be smiling, but still indifferent, "What are you betting on?"

"Golf match play, due to time issues, we will have three holes. If I win, you persuade Lu Zishen to help me in the divorce lawsuit. If I lose, I agree to your request."

Mo Chiwei's right hand rubbed his hard and **** chin with a long finger. If he remembers correctly, there is a record in her data that before the Tang family went bankrupt, she had won the future star of junior golf championship.

So, she used her strengths to challenge his less professional shortcomings?

What a cunning little woman.

After waiting for nearly a minute, he did not wait for Mo Chiwei's answer.

Tang Xinyan looked at Mo Chiwei's handsome face without showing off the dirt, his red lips pursed, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Mr. Mo, don't you dare to accept the challenge?"