My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 179 Feel Free

As expected, he knew Morris was no good.

"No, no, no, my company has dozens of employees, and the decorations given to you wedding site are

top of the line imports, they are all expensive. I will never give you a discount, I would rather you slap

my face!"

It was 300 million. 10% off would be 30 million.

No way!

A light smile rippled across Morris’ handsome face, "Slap you? Right face or left face?"

"Come on, come on, slap as you want."

Vivian approached her face directly to him, allowing him to slap her.

Looking at the woman close at hand, her short hair was black set off her dedicate face, her big eyes

with thick and curly long eyelashes, was like butterfly wings fluttering, especially the pair of watery clear

eyes was soulful and cute.

When she laughed, she looked innocent and endearing; when she was serious, she didn't smile, and

her bright face was slightly cold.

How in the world could there be such a woman?

Morris never thought that one day he would be overcome by a woman.

"Come on, slap me, and I won't have to discount it afterwards." Vivian looked at him and asked again.

Listening to her words, Morris couldn't help but reach out and a slap quickly fell, Vivian immediately

closed her eyes when she saw that stance.

However, instead of waiting for a slap, she felt the man's large warm palm over her cheek, gently

rubbing her cheek with gentle movements.

Vivian frowned and pushed him away, "Morris, you're fucking taking advantage of me, aren't you?"

The man who had stumbled a step after being pushed had a slightly cold face, grabbed her arm and

brought her towards him, putting his thumb up in front of her nose, "Smell it, what's that smell?"

"Pfft, that stinks. Did you get poop on your hand?" Vivian covered her nose in disgust, resisted.

Morris nodded with a straight face and pulled a tissue from the table to wipe his hands, "I haven't been

to the bathroom."

"Then why does it stink so much?"

"Ask yourself."

"Ask ...... ask me?"

Vivian first froze, and then subconsciously reached out and touched on her face, which revealed that

her cheek was wet.

She smelled it again to the nose, and found it really stink.

So, was that her saliva?

It was so embarrassing.

"Heh heh, I fell asleep, sorry, hahaha."

She hastily pulled out a few tissues and wiped her face.

As she was wiping, she caught a glimpse of the unconcealed smile on Morris’ face, and her face froze,

"What are you smiling about? Don't you ever drool in your sleep?!"

The man immediately curbed his smile and said in a deep voice, "Wipe it well and don't let the shit get

on your hands."

Morris never thought he would say outright such a vulgar word.

"Get out!"

"That's what you said."

Morris shrugged and spread his hands in a 'none of my business' gesture.

Vivian froze and angry.

Such a lively girl, despite her rude words, was not pretentious but straightforward and generous.

As Morris looked at her, he just felt his heart beat faster, and for a moment, he really wanted to take her

into his arms.

But he didn't dare.

Suddenly he remembered how recklessly and deeply he had hurt this woman when he first met her.

The way she looked hurt was something he didn't want to see again.

So that was what it was like to love and not get it.

"Hey, Morris, what are you thinking about? I called out to you, did you hear me?"

Vivian spoke to Morris, but he stood motionless, his gaze fixed straight on her.

She reached out and waved her hand in front of his face, and when she saw no response, she reached

out and pushed Morris.

The man who had fallen into contemplation then returned to his senses, "How's it going? Is the

wedding site set up yet?"

"All done."

Vivian reached out and made an 'OK' gesture, "Don't try to deduct a single dime from me."

"That's good. Let's go, I will take you out for a late night snack."

"Okay, I happen to be hungry."

After all, he was her boss, and since he knew that she owned the wedding company, Vivian was more

and more afraid to mess with Morris.

The wedding was over tomorrow, and with the final payment in sight, it wouldn't be a good idea to

offend Morris now.

The two left the office, got into Morris’ car, and went out.

"What's for dinner?" Morris asked.

Vivian thought about it and said very flatteringly, ''You are now my big boss, so I'll treat you. Let's eat

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"I'm marrying her, what do you think?"

Morris drove on, hesitating for a moment before he suddenly asked.

Vivian sat on the passenger side and snorted lightly, "What do you two getting married have to do with

me? Just mind your woman, I don't have any idea."

A perfect match for a scumbag man with a bitchy girl.

Getting her answer was unexpected and sensible.

There was a flash of disappointment on Morris’ face.

He was silent for a long time and slowly spoke, "What is your plan in the future? Ever thought of

leaving L City?"

"Sure ...... forget it, it's better not to go."

Originally, Vivian was eager to leave L City and never see the Lee family again.

But this time when she opened a wedding company, she wanted to keep it running.

Although tomorrow was Morris’ wedding, it was also an opportunity to promote and advertise her

company, which would bring in a lot of business for the company then.

Why should she leave when the good fortune was coming?

She would not leave.

"L City is not for you."

Morris was silent for a moment before he spoke.

When his words fell, Vivian instantly got angry, "Morris, you're nuts, right? You're the one who told me

to come to L City, and now you're the one who told me to leave. What's wrong? L City is your home, I'll

come when you tell me to come and I'll have to leave when you tell me to leave?"

Shit, do rich people really think they can do anything?

She burst into a rage, but Morris stared ahead, seemingly unmoved.

But his hands gripped the steering wheel with a few of restraint.

Since he was a child, Morris was extremely goal-oriented, and once he wanted something, he would do

whatever it took to get it.

But when he now has everything, he found that all he wanted was Vivian!

Yoona had saved his life, and now she was pregnant with his child, and his grandmother, who had

Alzheimer's, wanted to have her grandchildren.

Everything that was going on did not allow him to back out of the marriage.

It was a responsibility, a promise he had made and had to deliver.

Weighing the pros and cons, there were bound to be gains and losses.

Did he still have a choice?

No.

Being in the Cheal family, he had to do his job.