The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

Chapter 3



After looking at the door closed automatically, the people in the box seemed to press the start button and suddenly regained their consciousness.

Chu Ting's face is livid and her chest is full of ups and downs. She grits her teeth and says to a person beside her: "Lingzi, give me a call from your mobile phone. I'll tell my mother about Chu Luo's evil deeds and see how my mother will deal with her."

Lingzi took the mobile phone and asked anxiously, "chuluo has taken away your bank card and mobile phone. How do you settle the bill later?"

This immediately worried others.

You know, the consumption here is not cheap. If it wasn't for chuting's treat, they couldn't have come to such an expensive place.

Chu Ting snorted coldly: "what are you worried about? Wait a minute, I'll put all the reasons why we're here on Chulo. My mother will definitely transfer the money to me. "

"That's a good idea!"

After chuluo goes out, she throws chuting's mobile phone into the dustbin and walks towards the bar with her card.

In the deafening music, she glanced at the wine on the wine cabinet, pointed to the most expensive bottle and said: "give me that bottle of wine to box 2022."

The bartender saw chuluo in her high school uniform, leaned over to her and asked, "little sister, do you know how much you ordered that bottle of wine?"

Chulo handed him the card in his hand and said, "you can find out how much money there is in it before you give me the wine."

The bartender took the card, went over, scratched it on the card machine and asked her to enter the password.

Chu Luo thinks for a while, with Chu Ting's character, she will definitely use her birthday as a password.

They were born on the same day, and she tried to enter six numbers.

I didn't expect to succeed.

After reading the amount, the bartender gave her an unexpected look and said, "you still have more than 80000 in your card. That bottle of wine can't be fixed, but you can order a cheaper one."

"Yes."

Chuluo ordered more than 80000 bottles of red wine for chuting before they left.

When she left, she also said to the bartender, "the money will be tied up later."

Out of the entertainment city, chuluo with a bank card, mouth Yang once.

She recalled where the medicine market or night market was.

It's just that the original owner is too introverted and self abased to know this at all.

Truro is a little disappointed and ready to go home first.

I didn't expect that I couldn't get a taxi at this time. She thought about it and went straight to the direction of the Chu family.

In front of you, all you see is strange scenery. Chuluo controls the discomfort when you first arrive in a strange place and jots down the prosperity of this time and space.

Just as she walked, she felt someone following her.

Chuluo pursed a cold arc at the corner of his mouth and turned to walk in a dark alley.

The dark alley should be the place where breakfast is sold. There is rubbish everywhere. Occasionally, one or two mice swish by under their feet. The timid ones have been scared and crying for a long time.

Chuluo's steps were not fast, and he was soon stopped by the following people.

"Hey, little sister, alone?"

She leaned her back against the wall and looked at them with the vigilant eyes like a fawn, without lethality.

One of them, a young man with yellow hair and yellow teeth, knocked an iron stick in his hand and threatened: "little sister, I will give you something valuable, otherwise..."

Chuluo tone light interrupt him: "I have no money."

Huang Mao immediately sank his face: "who are you cheating on? There's no money coming out of Goldland. "

Another green hair impatiently said: "since she doesn't hand it in, we can search it directly."

With that, he raised his hand to grab Chulo's collar.

Chulo's quick hand as he reaches over

In less than two minutes, chuluo came out of the dark alley with a harmless look on his face.

There was a howl behind him.

What chuluo didn't know was that as soon as she left, one night, a middle-aged man came out of the dark, wearing sunglasses and a long gown, with a string of invisible beads in his hand.

The middle-aged man took a look at several thugs rolling on the ground, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It's good. It's harmless on the surface, but it's cruel enough. It's a good way to be a puppet."