The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 157 The faint curvature of Mo Zhiqian's lips
Just as he closed the car door, Mo Zhiqian's voice sounded again, and he turned his handsome face to look at Zeng Li, as domineering and powerful as ever.

"fasten your seatbelt!"

Zeng Li glanced at him, didn't say anything, raised his hand and pulled up the seat belt to fasten it, but the expression on his little face couldn't tell whether it was displeasure or helplessness.

Only then did Mo Zhiqian give up, and the SUV slowly started to plunge into the night.

There was basically no communication along the way, Mo Zhiqian focused on driving, and Hei Yao's eyes were always looking ahead.

Zeng Li rested his elbows on the handle of the car door, resting the back of his hands on the side of his head, his slightly squinted eyes looked confused.

He never dared to think that Mo Zhiqian would take the initiative to invite her for a ride.

Half an hour later, the SUV drove out of the villa area. Mo Zhiqian lived in a secluded area, far from the city center.

So, as soon as the SUV stepped into the streets of the city, Mo Zhiqian asked.

"Where do you live?"

Zeng Li...

Confused, he turned to Mo Zhiqian, but did not respond.

Glancing at her lightly, Mo Zhiqian stopped talking nonsense and turned the steering wheel to the direction of his villa.

Zeng Li came back to his senses, sat up straight in a hurry, with an eager expression.

"Stop! I'm getting off here!"

After being imprisoned by Mo Zhiqian for nearly a year, she was too familiar with the direction he went.

Mo Zhiqian's thin lips showed a slight curvature, very shallow, too shallow to be noticed.

Turning the steering wheel, it turned again to the direction of the city.

"Where do you live? I'll take you off."

Feeling that his reaction just now was too excited, Zeng Li sat upright, adjusted his coat, and said lightly, "Take me to the bar, I want to have a drink."

I don't want Mo Zhiqian to know which hotel she is staying in. If she really gets down here, it seems very difficult to take a taxi. Besides, Mo Zhiqian might not let her down.

Mo Zhiqian didn't speak, but took a light look at her, with obvious curvature on her thin lips.

However, Zeng Li, who was in a cramped state, didn't notice it.

Without asking Zeng Li's opinion, Mo Zhiqian parked the car in front of the TRC clubhouse, pushed the door open and got out of the car first and walked towards the clubhouse gate.

When passing the parking boy, he raised his hand, threw the car keys over, and walked into the clubhouse with long legs.

Slamming on the car door, looking at Mo Zhiqian's back, Zeng Li hesitated for a moment, then followed him.

In the lobby of the clubhouse, Mo Zhiqian was sitting in front of the bar, with his casual windbreaker slightly open, one leg resting on the high chair, one arm resting on the bar, holding a goblet in his hand, sipping red wine lazily.

When Zeng Li walked over, he didn't even give him a wink.

It seems hypocritical to choose another position now.

Walking to the bar, Zeng Li threw his satchel on the bar, and chose a high chair to sit next to Mo Zhiqian.

Just as she was about to order a glass of wine, the bartender at the bar had already walked over with a brand new goblet and poured a glass of red wine in front of her.

Zeng Li knew that it was Mo Zhiqian who gave the order with his eyes, so he was not polite, took the red wine, and thanked the bartender politely.

The latter bent his lips and nodded, and continued to serve other customers.

Zeng Li has the habit of drinking at night, especially red wine.

With one hand on the bar, he turned his body slightly, and watched the performance on the stage boredly. After a while, he drank up a glass of red wine. Just as he was about to ask the bartender again, Mo Zhiqian turned around, He picked up the wine bottle with knuckle fingers and poured her a glass silently.

Although he said that there is no debt to each other, Zeng Li never thought that they would be so harmonious, like old friends with a tacit understanding, no need to speak, just a look, and they will understand each other.

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　There are more, Feixiang continues to code,,,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)