Beautiful CEO's Cultivating Expert

0The middle-aged fatty was very excited. He felt that he had discovered the truth.    0

    

He looked at Liu Lei aggressively, waiting for Liu Lei to make a move.    

    

Normally, when someone's secrets were exposed, they would subconsciously reveal a panicked expression.    

    

As long as Liu Lei showed a trace of panic on his face, he would be able to take advantage of the victory!    

    

However, reality wasn't what the middle-aged fatty thought it would be.    

    

Liu Lei looked at the fat middle-aged man with an expressionless face.    

    

It was as if what the middle-aged fatty said earlier had nothing to do with him.    

    

This incomparably calm expression caused the middle-aged fatty to doubt his words.    

    

Was what he said just now all just his imagination? Was that Swiss bank card really Liu Lei's?    

    

No matter what, whether it was Liu Lei's, he would use this excuse to get away with it.    

    

Thinking of this, he continued to say aggressively:    

    

"I suspect that this Swiss bank card of yours is not yours, so our bet can only be set aside!"    

    

"Unless you can think of a way to prove that this Swiss bank card is yours, then I'll keep my promise!"    

    

"How is it? Do you have a way to prove it? "    

    

"I've truly underestimated the shamelessness of a person like you. I no longer have the patience to waste words with you."    

    

Liu Lei shook his head and lost all patience.    

    

Naturally, he had a way to prove it, because this Swiss bank card was given to him by Grandpa Wan.    

    

As long as Old Master Wan could help to prove it, then the truth would be revealed.    

    

But he had no interest in doing so. It was too troublesome.    

    

Although Master Wan definitely wouldn't reject his request, it wasn't worth it at all.    

    

For the sake of a shameless, damn fatty, he specially asked the Patriarch of the Wan Family to come and testify for him?    

    

This was praising this damn fatty too much, this damn fatty didn't have the qualifications.    

    

"Hur Hur Hur, what patience? I think that's why you said that, no?"    

    

"Tell me for yourself, did you get this Swiss bank card yourself?"    

    

"With a mere little white face like yours, do you even have the social status to handle the advanced Swiss bank card?"    

    

The middle-aged fatty sneered, as if victory was within his grasp.    

    

The more reluctant Liu Lei was to prove it, the more confident he became.    

    

Regardless of whether this was the truth or not, he could use this to attack Liu Lei right now.    

    

He did not want to turn the tide, as long as he could escape from the fate of lying prone on the ground and barking like a dog.    

    

This was something he could never accept. He had to think of a way to avoid it.    

    

"This Swiss bank card really isn't mine. Someone gave it to me."    

    

"But I'm not interested in proving anything to you. I want you to keep your promise right now."    

    

"Otherwise, I'll have to help you. You choose."    

    

Liu Lei looked coldly at the middle-aged fatty, the words that came out of his mouth were unquestionable.    

    

The middle-aged fatty, who had just been scared once, looked at Liu Lei with a slightly frightened expression.    

    

However, he would not obediently submit and immediately prepared to leave.    

    

He pretended to be strong and said:    

    

"What?" If I get exposed, does it have to be someone powerful? "    

    

"Let me tell you, this is the way of barbarians!"    

    

"Never mind, I'm too lazy to bother with you anymore."    

    

"Since you admit that this Swiss bank card is not yours, then prove that our bet is invalid!"    

    

"Darling, come. We're leaving!"    

    

After saying that, the middle-aged fatty hugged the sexy woman, wanting to get away with it.