You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 77 Am I a Test?

Harriet Smith was clicking the mouse, but she didn't expect him to suddenly open his mouth. She

instinctively clicked her finger and jumped shift.

She turned around and glared at him. "Mr. Wright, don't you have any common sense? What's the point

of taking them out like this?"

"If you don't know how to play cards, don't give me suggestions."

Beau Wright smiled. He casually untied the tie on his red shirt and sat on the sofa. "It's just a game.

Mrs. Wright, why do you care so much?"

She was finally willing to talk with him, not because of cosmetics, but because of a game...

"Isn't it just a game? Do you know how difficult it is to meet such a chance? If you don't understand,

then don't blindly command. Okay?"

She was still angry. There were ten rounds tonight, but there was no chance to win in the first nine

rounds. She had lost all her money.

It wasn't easy to get lucky in the last round. The cards were so good that she could win. As a result...

"Aren't you holding the mouse? I was just kindly reminding you. Didn't you choose to kick?"

“…” Harriet Smith glared at him. A friendly remind? This is ridiculous.

"Have you ever played cards?"

Beau Wright squinted at her with his black eyes. Then he looked at the screen and said, "It's your turn."

Hearing this, Harriet Smith quickly looked away and looked at the screen.

She chose a card, and then the other party directly killed her with another card.

If she choose this card, the other card would be useless again.

She snorted coldly and ignored him. Instead, she chose another way. Finally, she won 5,000 bonuses.

Lowering her head, she looked at the watch. It was 9:40 p.m. and it was time to rest. She got up and

walked into the bathroom.

He glanced at her. After she disappeared, he moved his strong body, sat in front of the computer, and

lit the mouse with his big hand.

When Harriet Smith came out, she saw the scene.

The man sat tall and straight in front of her pink computer, his eyes stared at the screen with a little This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

seriousness. There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face, and he was still gently

tapping the mouse.

Seeing this, she froze on the spot for a long time.

Those who didn't know the truth only looked at his back and thought that he was reading some

important documents, but the truth was that he was just playing the game...

When she returned to her senses, Harriet Smith took a few steps forward and saw a notification on the

screen: Your bonus is less than 1,000. Please add it.

She crossed her arms around her chest and stood behind him coldly.

Beau Wright felt Harriet Smith behind him. He rubbed his eyebrows with his big hand, showing

embarrassment. His voice was low.

"Have you taken a shower? I don't think I'm lucky..."

As soon as he finished his words, his eyes deliberately swept over her. Before she could speak, he

walked into the bathroom.

Harriet Smith closed the laptop in her hand and said coldly, "I can't believe you are so bad at video

games."

Through the slightly opened bathroom door, Beau Wright could hear it clearly. He smiled and slowly

rubbed his chin with his slender fingers. He was really sexy.

Mrs. Wright's statement was indeed unique. If there was any rule, the president must play games well.

However, Mrs. Wright had been calm and indifferent for several days, and now he finally saw that she

was angry. This feeling was quite good...

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she inadvertently glanced at the cosmetic box. Just by looking at

the packaging, she knew that it was high-end cosmetics.

"Is it for her?"

Harriet Smith smiled with a little irony. She was full of curiosity about what kind of mood he was in to

give her this set of cosmetics.

Was it because she was his wife, or to show off their love in front of others?

Did he feel that he had said something wrong that day?

However, in her opinion, the last thought was almost impossible.

She fiddled with the cosmetic box. After a long time, she opened it. It was all written in Korean, and

none of them could be understood.

Beau Wright stepped out of the bathroom, and a light orange fragrance wafted into his nose. It was

fresh, natural, and very fragrant.

He lifted the quilt with his big hand and lay down. His eyes fell on her slender back.

Her delicate hand squeezed the lotion into her palm, and then gently and evenly patted her cheek. It

was sparkling and moist.

"How’s the cosmetic?"

His eyes moved slightly and his mouth twitched as if he had no intention of speaking.

If someone listened carefully, he could faintly hear that there were a few hints of expectation in it, as if

he wanted to be praised.

However, when Harriet Smith heard this, she misunderstood him. She stopped and looked at him.

"Do you mean to test the effect of this set of cosmetics? And I'm just a test subject?"

Hearing this, the expression on Beau Wright's handsome face was a little stiff, but it only took a

moment for him to recover as usual, so fast that no one could catch it.

However, his originally lazy and casual face became completely gloomy. He pursed his thin lips and

stared at her.

After looking at her for a while, he withdrew his gaze. His strong body lay back on the bed, and his

chest kept rising and falling.

He couldn't explain, let alone explain it was not the test subject.

He felt depressed, but he could only keep silent.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Harriet Smith put the cosmetic box back on the dressing table. She

sneered at him, but her expression remained indifferent.

The next morning.

They had breakfast around the table, and the atmosphere was quiet.

At this time, Lainey Brown said, "Beau, Harriet, accompany me to the shopping mall to buy some

clothes."

Beau Wright raised his eyes and looked indifferent. "Mom, I have to go to the company..."

"Tomorrow is New Year, and the company is on holiday. Why are you still going to the company?"

Lainey Brown was slightly dissatisfied. "Don't you want to go shopping with me? Do you dislike me

now?"

His slender fingers touched his eyebrows, and he looked a little helpless.

Seeing this, Lainey Brown said, "That's a deal. After breakfast, we will set out."

From beginning to end, she didn't ask for Harriet Smith's opinion and made a decision.

Harriet Smith raised her eyebrows and didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, she was used to

it.