My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 151

Vivian could vaguely detect a whiff of intrigue.

It always felt like Morris didn't have good intentions and was scheming against her at every turn.

She broke off the conversation when she choked Morris silent with a single sentence.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally arrived near his apartment, and when he saw Vivian about to cross the road and go to her rental house, Morris immediately said, "You still have something left in my apartment."

"What?"

Vivian frowned at the thought, and didn't think of anything left in the night apartment.

"Clothes."

"Didn't you buy all those clothes?"

"You've worn them, who do I keep them for? Don't want them? Then I'll throw them away."

The man knew Vivian's nature well.

"Are you sure you really don't want them?"

Those were limited edition clothes. Wouldn't it be a shame to throw them away?

Vivian truly felt that Morris was wasting money.

She could not believe he would throw the clothes away.

When Morris didn't say anything, just a slight nod, she pressed her lips, "Then I'll go to your house and take it. But Morris, I'm warning you, you gave them to me and I'm going to record video as proof."

She had learned her lesson

She wasn't going to be set up by Morris again.

"Feel free."

Morris spoke faintly.

The two entered the lobby, swiped their elevator access cards, and went upstairs.

When the elevator reached the top floor, the two of them stepped out of the elevator, Vivian opened her phone's video function and directly recorded Morris' face, "Here, video as proof, I have to record it, otherwise, if you sue me for theft, I'm afraid I'll be unable to defend myself."

In days gone by, Morris would inexplicably feel disgusted and annoyed in the face of others taking pictures of him with their phones.

But it was the mischievous appearance of Vivian that was now facing him, which in turn made his unsmiling face have more of a light smile, and his cold face was flattened with some tenderness.

"What are you laughing at?"

Vivian held up her phone and looked at the video being recorded of Morris, his knitted brows and smile were charming, causing her to fall for a moment.

How much God favored him, why gave him such a flawlessly stunningly face, which was breathtakingly handsome.

Vivian swore to God that if he wasn't Morris, with his handsome and compelling face, she would have pursued him and wanted to be his girlfriend.

Only the good-looking face hid an incredibly dark heart underneath, and she did not dare to approach him.

Vivian didn't get an answer from Morris, and she added, "Didn't you tell me to come and get the clothes? I have to have evidence, how else am I supposed to get it?"

"Well, all the clothes in my closet are yours."

"That's too general a statement. You come with me."

Vivian clutched Morris' hand and tugged him into the bedroom, opening the drawers and patting at Morris and then at the clothes in the closet one by one, "Are these the clothes for me?"

"Yes."

"Give me for free, and you will not regret it or ask for money, right?"

"Yes."

"Hahahaha, I have proof."

Vivian saved the video and put away her phone, smiling from ear to ear.

However, just as she was about to go and pack those clothes, Morris had a slight flash of light flowing under his eyes and said, "Well ...... I've been playing a game recently, aren't you well versed in it? Can you teach me some experience?"

"What?"

Game?

Vivian nearly dropped her jaw in shock.

She thought that Morris was so busy with his daily work that he wouldn't even play these games, but she didn't expect him to come to her for advice, "You need experience to play games, how can you learn for free? Impossible."

Vivian's reply was almost expected by Morris.

He played it cool, "If you teach me to practice three heroes between now and tomorrow. How do you charge?"

"Now until tomorrow, wouldn't that be a day and a night? At the very least, it's a charge ...... hmm ...... let me see ......"

She pursed her lips, wrapping one hand around her chest and rubbing her chin with the other, her shimmering eyes skimming over to Morris every now and then.

Thinking about how Morris had charged her a million and called the police to arrest her at that moment, she thought she could never let him go.

Thinking about it, she said, "Fifty thousand at least, no discount. I tell you, I'm very skillful."

"Forget it then, I'll have Trent contact someone else tomorrow, it might be cheaper than you."

After saying that, Morris turned around and left.

Only the steps were small and slow, and he seemed to be expected.

"Eh, hey, don't leave, let’s talk."

How should she let him go?

Vivian pulled Morris, and walked around to him with a smile, "So tell me, what price do you want to give me? Since we are old acquaintances, I can give you a discount."

"Ten thousand."

"Holy shit, Morris, aren't you going too far? I just said I'd give you a discount, I didn't say it will be so cheap. I'll give you a discount of ten thousand at most."

"No, ten thousand."

"Gee, thirty-five thousand then."

"Ten thousand."

"Thirty thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand, no more."

"Gee whiz, twenty thousand, just twenty thousand, okay? No less."

"Ten thousand."

"Morris, what the hell are you doing, just now it was 15,000, why is it 10,000 again? Can you be reasonable?"

"Fifteen thousand is a bit pricey."

"No! You are so stingy? Forget it, let's make it 15,000. Transfer the money first, and remember to note that the transfer is for tuition for the game."

Beware of Morris in every way, Vivian suddenly felt like she was living with trepidation.

He transferred 15,000 to her on the spot, and she who received the money was happy, and suddenly felt that Morris looked so handsome.

"Come on, go to the couch to play a game, I will teach you."

Vivian pulled Morris into the living room and sat down directly on the sofa, overjoyed as she just forgot that her right hand still had a wound.

He sat next to her and turned on the hottest game of the moment, Honor of Kings.

The two were next to each other, and Vivian inclined her head to him, looking at his phone and muttering, "Why do you suddenly want to play games?"

"Because ......"

‘You like to play games.’

During the time she had been staying at his apartment, he had been seeing Vivian playing games.

The ones who play the computer version at times and the mobile version at others are very good gamers.

At some point, Morris wondered if it would be a good experience to play a game with her.

"Because of what?"

He stopped halfway through his words, making Vivian's heart tickle like a cat.

"Work is dull, and I need it to kill time."

"Heh, a workaholic like you can still find it boring."

Vivian was amused before she started asking Morris for some opinions and knowledge about the game.

She was just sitting next to him, but as she talked, she rubbed against his shoulder, and then, feeling uncomfortable leaning against it, she reached right up and rested her chin on his shoulder.