Chapter 920 presents conditions


    Thinking of this, she picked up the cue next to her and said, "I''ll play three games with you. The loser has to agree to the winner on one condition."


    Long Zixiao laughed in surprise. "I''ll see if you win."


    "You decide the rules of the game."


    Long Zixiao did not expect her to be so forthright and sneered disdainfully. "Whoever can get into the furthest hole will win."


    "No problem." Mu Yangliu motioned for him to come first.


    When long zixiao scored the first goal, the old butler beside him clapped his hands happily and flattered him, "Young master played well! This is amazing! That posture, that speed, no one can match you!"


    It was Mu Yangliu''s turn, and everyone looked down at him with disdain in their eyes.


    Just as everyone expected, she missed her first shot. The ball deviated from its course and flew to the flower bed.


    Everyone laughed and looked at her with disdain.


    Even the old housekeeper took the opportunity to say, "How dare you challenge the young master with this skill? I think you''re here to die. Do you know that our young master is nicknamed prince golf? You''re not his opponent, so just admit defeat."


    Long Zixiao didn''t expect her ball skills to be so bad. She smiled superior. "Are you still playing or not?"


    "Of course."


    She would never tell him that the first ball was for him! He deliberately let him off guard!


    You know, when she was a child, she was just like other girls, learning to play, chess, calligraphy and painting every day, riding and shooting were not a problem.


    "Young master, if Yangsheji Teacher loses, what are you going to let her do?" The old housekeeper was smiling lewdly and raising his eyebrows, his face full of calculation.


    Long Zixiao was superior. "Well, how about taking off your clothes and running against Alaska? Who loses and who goes to the kennel?"


    "Good -" everyone applauded.


    Mu Yangliu was very depressed. It''s not certain who will win or lose. "Don''t make a decision so soon. I''m afraid you''ll lose miserably!"


    Long Zixiao threw another shot. He didn''t know if he thought the opponent was weak or if he missed on purpose. In short, he didn''t score the second ball.


    Mu Yangliu knew that he was taking it easy and started to take advantage of the win to chase. Not only did the second ball make a perfect hole, but even the third one was stunned.


    The mocking laughter was gone and replaced by silence.


    Mu Yangliu looked at Long Zixiao. "As I said, the loser has to agree to one condition."


    "How much do you want?" Long Zixiao dropped the club in a dull manner, thinking that she was going to ask for an exorbitant price.


    I didn''t expect her words to surprise everyone -


    "I want you, the loser, to take off your clothes and tuck your butt into the tee so that I can have fun."


    Long Zixiao was furious. "Looking for death? Do you know what you''re talking about?"


    "I''m willing to gamble and admit defeat. Young master Long can''t afford to lose, can he? I just said it in front of so many people. If I go back on my word, where is my credibility?"


    "I don''t think you want to live anymore! Someone, pull her down, take off her clothes, and send her to the nightclub!" Long Zixiao was also a man with a bottom line. This woman had been too old to go too far!


    The old housekeeper hurriedly leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Young master, absolutely not. She is the designer that madam values. After all, this is madam''s territory... Besides, madam wants her to come tomorrow..."


    "If you keep talking nonsense, I''ll go with you!" Long Zixiao was clearly furious.


    Just then, a voice came slowly, "Xiaoer, don''t be rude."


    Everyone turned around and saw that it was madam who had brought a few maids over.


    The old housekeeper hurriedly waved to the girls to roll down. A dozen naked girls could only cover their body parts with their hands and went down in a panic.


    "I didn''t expect you to play so well." Mrs. Long came to Mu Yangliu and praised her.


    Mu Yangliu did not expect that the previous scene was seen by his wife. At this time, he glanced at the angry person next to him and deliberately raised his voice. "Some people are too weak. I was just following the example of the people on tv. I didn''t expect to win."


    The implication is that she can win without practice, and some people pretend all day but don''t play golf. They don''t have any real skills!


    Long Zixiao was so angry with her, "You..."


    "All right, Yangsheji Teacher, come with me. I have a party tonight. You have to hurry up." Naturally, no one dared to stop madam from speaking.


    Mu Yangliu followed her. "Don''t worry, madam. You won''t miss your trip."


    When Long Zixiao saw this dead woman turn around and make a face at him, his heart was filled with anger and blood. Damn it, how could there be such an annoying person in this world?


    Mu Yangliu passed by the piano hall on the third floor and found that there were still a few pages of music on the shelf. The lid of the piano was not closed. He couldn''t help but ask, "Madam has also studied the piano?"


    "You understand, too?"


    "I only know how to listen, not how profound it is." Mu Yangliu had no intention of showing off in front of his wife, let alone exposing his versatility. What if one day his wife was curious and asked someone to check on her?


    Mrs. Long''s slender fingers brushed over the black and white piano keys and said nostalgically, "This piano is my husband''s tenth wedding present to me. If he hasn''t left yet, I''ll play this song for him."


    Mu Yangliu picked it up and saw that it was a song by Beethoven. She not only knew how to play but also understood the meaning of it. But she didn''t say it out loud. She just said, "I''m sorry to talk about your sadness."


    "Nothing. For the group he left behind, I have put so much effort into it all these years that I have neglected to discipline Xiaoer. Don''t take his reckless behavior to heart today. I didn''t teach him well before." Mrs. Long turned around and held her hand kindly. "I''ve already told my men to look at Xiaoer more often and not let him do anything wrong."


    "He can''t hurt me." Mu Yangliu also had a few self-defense techniques, although not as powerful as Yan Su, but dealing with a young man is not a problem, "Speaking of which, I would like to thank madam for helping me out just now."


    "It''s my fault for teaching my son. It''s rare that you don''t care." Mrs. Long took her hand and walked forward. "I want plain underwear this week. My husband liked me the most when I was alive. You helped me design a few sets of underwear to mourn my husband. I don''t know why, but I suddenly miss him..."


    "Okay, no problem."


    Mu Yangliu was a delicate person who could touch the depths of a person''s heart. She knew how much madam missed and how lonely and helpless she had been all these years. How many nights did she carry on her own? Madam''s strength must be like the moonlight, bright and lonely...


    She suddenly came up with a creative inspiration. She brushed and brushed on the paper, and in a short while, several sets of underwear had taken shape.


    Mrs. Long only had two cups of tea before she finished the drawing.