The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 195 What You Want, I'll Help You Get It.
"Well, it will be ready soon." Zeng Li didn't know how to explain it, if it was convenient, Mo Zhiqian was still in the bathroom, if...

In short, being dazzled by tension and threats, she was a little incoherent for a while.

Lowering his voice, he elbowed Mo Zhiqian, "Quickly unlock the door."

A pleasant voice sounded beside the ear, "It's not locked at all."

Zeng Li...

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming to the door, Mo Zhiqian moved and stood behind Zeng Li, one meter away, facing the mirror, wiping the chest of the leather jacket slowly with a towel, his slightly cold handsome face Redundant expressions.

Only then did Zeng Li see that his leather jacket was stained by something.

Mo Zhiqian's reaction once again refreshed Zeng Li's impression of him. No wonder he and Zeng Huiyun are husband and wife, they are both so good at acting, and the speed of changing faces is faster than changing the sky.

"Don't make it so obvious, I'll help you get what you want."

Zeng Li was startled, but did not realize the meaning of Mo Zhiqian's words.

"Ou Yalan has already noticed something at the table." He saw Ou Yalan take the chopsticks from Zeng Li's hand and calmly mess up the order of the chopsticks.

It was another nonsensical sentence, and Zeng Li was stunned again.

this man!
How can the mind be so meticulous?
She just offered to help the aunt pick up the dishes, but he actually knew... what he was going to do!
In a daze, Mo Zhiqian leaned forward, "That hair should have been flushed away by the toilet long ago!"

After finishing speaking, when the bathroom door was pushed open, Mo Zhiqian quickly leaned over, stamped on Zeng Li's lips, and quickly left.

"Carry, what are you doing?"

Jon stood at the door of the sanitary, still holding the handle in his hand, his handsome brows were tightly frowned, his blue eyes were full of disbelief, and also, a touch of injury.

Mo Zhiqian lightly lifted his eyes, and a curve appeared on the corner of his lips, "What else can a lonely man and a widow do in a closed space?"

After finishing speaking, those eyes glanced at the trash can inadvertently.

Jon's eyes instinctively looked there.

The lid of the trash can was tightly shut, but Jon could walk as if to see what was in it.

As a man, Jon knew what a man's expression would look like after doing it. His handsome face was slightly dizzy, refreshed, and he instinctively looked at Zeng Li, who turned his face away guiltily, as if nothing happened.

Jon was even more certain of his thoughts.

"Carry!" As soon as he spoke, the voice was reminded and suppressed anger.

"Talk slowly, I'll go out first."

After lighting the fire, Mo Zhiqian retreated badly, leaving the mess to Zeng Li.

"Is something wrong?" Although he was guilty, Jon had no right to vent his anger, he was just a private detective hired by himself.

"You, you..." Asked by Zeng Li, Jon lost his confidence and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Did he do anything to you?"

"No."

Zeng Li raised his face, "I have a fear of men, I believe Sister Hua should have told you."

"Yes, that's why I'm worried."

"Well, let's go out, that hair can't be found anymore, and we don't have to try to get something, she found out."

Before walking out of the bathroom, Zeng Li reminded.

"What did you say? How could it be!" Jon's blue eyes widened in disbelief.

"It's the truth." Even Mo Zhiqian could see it, and believed that he would not lie to himself.

Mother Ou Yalan's reaction seemed normal, but it was also intriguing.

For example, she took that hair and threw it into the trash can by herself.

Normally, normal people don't do this.

(End of this chapter)