My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 272 Account Balance of Ninety Billion

reading more on Everyone else was fine with it.

Then Yara created a group and pulled Vivian, "You invite Mr. Issac and Mr. Morris in."

She didn't have added friends with the two in Wechat, so she had to ask Vivian to get them in.

Vivian had to do so as she couldn't refuse.

The other three sent their receipt codes, and Mike clutched his phone, confused.

Where was the receipt code? This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mr. Morris, send your receipt code." Yara prodded.

Mike, who was named, had been looking for the receipt code in his phone.

It was something he had never played with before, and Sue behind him, who was also confused, had to

say, "Neither I nor Morris have no need to use this before."

Vivian gave her a blank look, "Why so many excuses!"

"You ......"

Sue's face turned pale at that, but thinking that several people were sitting together, and not wanting to

spoil the atmosphere, she said, "Then please help Morris look for it."

"All right. I'll do it reluctantly then."

Vivian reluctantly agreed.

In fact, it was because on the other side of Morris was sitting Issac. Morris and Issac had had a falling

out over the wedding banquet, but they were both from the business world, so even if they didn't get

along, they wouldn't bring it to the surface.

Besides, it was the Shaw family who had done wrong in this matter.

She moved over to Mike and pointed to his phone, "Tap that bottom first."

Vivian suddenly approached Mike, and a familiar scent hit her.

The smell was inexplicably a shock to Mike, as if it instantly brought the two back to two months ago.

His heart raced, his throat rolled, and the unnaturalness on his face flickered unnoticed.

"I am talking to you!"

When Vivian finished speaking, Mike seemed to be in deep thought because of her sudden approach,

Vivian couldn't help but growl.

Morris returned to his senses and instantly tapped the button.

Vivian continued, "Tap 'pay'.

"

Mike didn't say anything, but was very cooperative and clicked 'pay'.

And then the interface of the phone screen changed and it went to the payment page.

Vivian was looking at Mike's phone, preparing to teach him to find the receipt code, when what caught

her eye was the balance of his WeChat 'wallet'.

Looking at the long string of numbers, Vivian couldn't help but stare and count silently in her heart.

That was right, over 90 billion!

The corners of Vivian's mouth twitched, this had really touched on her knowledge blind spot!

It turned out that there really was no limit to the amount of money you can spend in your WeChat

wallet.

"And then what?"

The man didn't see any reaction from Vivian for a long time, so he asked a question.

Vivian then came back to her senses, "Then click 'Receive Payment', but how big do we have to play?"

It was only at this moment that Vivian drifted back to her senses; this group of people were all fucking

bigwigs.

At the very least, Morris was the richest man in L City, and based on his economic strength, he was

most likely the richest man in the country; Issac was the young master of the Shaw family; Yara, whose

background was unknown, but whose economic strength started at least at ten billion.

So ......

Was she making a fool of herself?

Vivian secretly calculated the amount in her bank account in her mind.

Issac: "It doesn't matter, it's all good."

Yara: "I'm at liberty."

Mike: "I'm fine with that."

Vivian: "......"

‘You all are fine, but my money won't allow it and my strength is not up to it!’

Thinking about the fact that she took a job at a car show yesterday for 30,000 in a cold winter, how

could she dare to play cards with several big shots worth over 100 million?

Thinking about this, Vivian regretted it!

Was it too late to regret?

For a moment, the gazes of the five people fell on Vivian's face in unison. Even though she had never

showed emotion on her face, she still presented her embarrassment on her face at this moment.

"Vivian, if you don't have much money, we can play small. I will say five thousand a round." Yara spoke

up.

At first, Vivian thought it was small.

But five thousand was not!

But there was explicit rule in the country that gambling was illegal, otherwise this would really be mob

gambling.

"Okay."

Vivian took a deep breath, and told herself not to be afraid!

If she won, she might just win a down payment on a house tonight.

She responded and helped Morris find the 'receipt code' and sent it into the group.

The minimum maximum daily transfer limit was one million, and it did not affect anything.

Then the game began.

Vivian looked at the cards in her hand, but it was not bad.

However, after one person had played only one card, Mike followed suit and Vivian skimmed the

corners of her mouth and followed suit.

Issac played a card too.

Vivian's eyes lit up, "Hahahaha, I win."

She happily spread her cards out, "Straight!"

Vivian had wanted to wait two more turns, but as Morris had already ready to win, she had to change

her plan.

"Ten thousand each." She laughed out with joy.

Just as Vivian beckoned for money, Morris said indifferently, "No, I win first!"

Slowly he flashed open his cards.

"Wow, such good cards? I am far to win." Yara muttered.

Issac didn't say anything, glancing at Morris and then at Vivian, only to see the happy girl from earlier

dropping her face in an instant.

"Bad luck!"

Vivian muttered, and immediately took her mobile phone to transfer money to Morris.

"Ding, fifteen thousand to the account."

"Ding, fifteen thousand to the account."

"Ding, fifteen thousand to the account."

It was a voice that was exceptionally pleasing to the ear.

They then played a few more hands, the other three had won once, but Vivian had not won once.

She started to have ideas in her heart and looked at Mike with a smile, "Uncle Mike, do you want to

invest? You invest, and if I win, we split it 50/50, okay?"

"You have a bad hand, I'll better invest in Yara." Sitting beside Yara, Mike smiled faintly and said the

words that were ruthlessly 'stabbing' Vivian's heart.

"Uncle Mike, you'll regret it."

Vivian smiled and went on to play cards.

Frantically trying to win, she adjusted her mood but didn't notice that Morris' gaze would occasionally

dart to her, always infected by her joys and sorrows.

After two months of separation, she had lost a lot of weight.

"Fifty thousand!"

Yara played a card and Morris looked down at the cards at the table, already ready to win, but she did

not do anything.

"Haha, I win. I win twenty-five thousand! Finally, I win." reading more on