The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 150 The most handsome man in the universe!
What Zeng Li didn't expect was that he didn't wait for a call from the private detective, but he actually waited for a call from Haimiler.

On the phone, Haimiler was polite and slightly mischievous, yelling "beautiful sister"; and asked Zeng Li if he had time today so that we could have a cup of milk tea together.

Hearing the word milk tea, Zeng Li couldn't associate such a childish drink with the lively and active girl in her memory, but she still agreed. In three years, she seemed to have missed a lot of things.

For example, Liang Tingting, for example, Liang Kaola...

The western-style drink shop is located near the university town of T city. When Zeng Li arrived, Haimiler was already waiting there.

There is no deliberate camouflage of the black super mask, and no deliberate dressing up. The knitted sweater and shorts are full of girlishness.

Seeing her patiently signing autographs for fans who recognized her, Zeng Li finally understood that a girl can become famous in a short period of time, either because she has a strong background or because she has a strong affinity, and Haimiler should have both.

After all, Mr. Hai is a leading figure in the entertainment industry. If he wants his daughter to be famous, he must spare no effort in packaging and promoting it.

"Little beauty, can you sign for me?" Standing opposite Hai Mier, Zeng Li asked with a smile.

Hai Mier raised her head and saw Zeng Li's expression obviously surprised, "Beautiful sister, are you here?"

I quickly signed my name on the fan's backpack, and said apologetically to the few fans who were still waiting in line to sign, "Sorry, I have an appointment with a friend, and I will sign for you next time, or leave the number to my assistant , I will sign it and send it to you.”

A high-quality star has the same quality as his fans. The fans waved with Hai Mier and left one by one.

Zeng Li sat down opposite Hai Mier, and before he put down his satchel, Hai Mier hurriedly said, "Beautiful sister, I ordered milk tea for you too, it's konjac flavored, it's super delicious."

"But I like coffee." Putting the satchel on the empty seat beside him, Zeng Li smiled helplessly.

Haimil immediately turned serious and spoke seriously.

"Coffee is not good. If you drink too much, your skin will become rough. It's better for girls to drink less."

Zeng Li couldn't help chuckling, "I'm not a girl anymore."

"Hey, you are so young and beautiful, of course you are a girl!" Haimiler's small mouth was like honey, and she secretly observed her actions. Zeng Li felt that some people, no matter how much they pretend, are the things in their bones can never be erased.

For example, the "Haimil" on the opposite side, although innocent and youthful, not as shrewd and worldly as Liang Kaola, but her tone is the same as when Liang Kaola made her happy.

Maybe everyone has a last resort and needs to wear a mask to disguise themselves.

For example, I have a name and a surname, but I need a new identity to pretend to be.

The waiter came over with two cups of milk tea, put them on the table and politely said "Please take it slowly" before turning and leaving.

Seeing the milk tea with white gas bubbling in front of him, Zeng Li curled his lips and said dotingly, "Okay, then I'll listen to the little koala."

Hai Mier was startled, her clear eyes were full of doubts, nothing unusual.

"Beautiful sister, who is the little koala? Why do you all regard me as her?"

Zeng Li lowered his eyes, with a slightly disappointed expression, "She was my sister's only friend many years ago, but unfortunately, I can't contact her anymore."

"Really? Then you can post a missing person notice?" Haimiler continued to widen her eyes, looked at Zeng Li in confusion, and suddenly thought of something, her clear eyes lit up, and her face showed surprise.

"Why don't I appeal for you when the reporter interviews next time, and let my fans find it for you?"

"No need," Zeng Li said calmly, looking at the table in front of him with slightly curved lips, "If she still considers me a friend, I believe she will take the initiative to contact me."

Haimil tightened his grip on the table, nodded in agreement and said firmly.

"Yeah, if she knows that the beautiful sister is back, she will definitely contact you!"

"Really?" Zeng Li raised his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips seemed meaningful.

Children are children after all, even if they can pretend again, they will still show their feet accidentally.

She has only met Hai Mier twice, how does she know that she has just "come back"?
"Yeah," Hai Mier nodded again, "Sister is so beautiful, she must be a nice person, otherwise I wouldn't feel that I have eyes for the first time I saw her."

"Me too."

He didn't chat with Hai Mier for long, and was urged to leave by her assistant.

Before leaving, Hai Mier left her number to Zeng Li, and urged her to go to the platform for the charity party held in T City the day after tomorrow, hoping that Zeng Li would also go.

Not wanting to disappoint her, Zeng Li had no choice but to agree.

In the evening, Zeng Li received a call from a strange man.

It was Sister Hua's friend Jon, who said that he would fly to T City in the early morning and asked Zeng Li to pick him up at the airport, and by the way, exchange some information.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zeng Li saw the so-called Jon when everyone on the flight from H city was gone.

Brown leather jacket, jeans, pointed leather shoes, and a duckbill cap on his head.

I can't tell what style of dress it is, maybe private detectives like to be different.

What made Zeng Li speechless was that the people who picked up the plane were all holding signs in their hands, but this Jon actually walked out holding a sign, for fear that others would not know that he was Jon.

Walking up to Zeng Li, he asked proactively, "carry?"

Maybe it's because Westerners have a sense of humor, so when this Jon spoke, a big smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"you know me?"

It's not that he doesn't believe the handsome foreign guy in front of him, Zeng Li is just curious, she is not the only one who picks up the plane, and she is still standing in the waiting hall.

"I've seen your photos," Jon said, speaking fluent Chinese, "but you are sexier than the photos."

I have come into contact with many handsome guys, but I have never heard of someone who directly put aside her beauty and praised her with sex appeal.

Then he tilted his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are also much more handsome than I imagined."

"Really?" Jon seemed to like communicating with people, and asked curiously with wide-open green eyes, "What do you imagine me to be like?"

Seeing the serious and curious appearance of the handsome foreign guy, Zeng Li suddenly thought of teasing him, stroked his chin with one hand, embroidered his eyebrows and frowned slightly, as if thinking seriously.

"Hmm... I thought you should be..."

"What should it be?" Before Zeng Li finished speaking, Jon hurried to speak.

"Aged, thin, with a beard and a pipe..."

"Hey! You're talking about Sherlock Holmes!" Zeng Li was interrupted by Jon before he finished speaking, his fair face flushed slightly from anxiety.

"I'm not him! I'm younger and more handsome than him! I'm the most handsome man in the universe!"

Zeng Li stared blankly, it seems that this handsome foreign guy is still a China hand, even the number one in the universe knows.

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(End of this chapter)