The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 237 Too Forgetful Wrist Caught by a Door?
Li Jianhao took another puff of his cigarette, and moved his handsome face closer to the center of the card table. Instinctively, Chu Silu and Xue Jingrui also moved over. Facts have proved that men are no better than women when it comes to gossiping.

Li Jianhao deliberately lowered his voice and said, "One time I saw Hai Mier..."

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back!" With a bang, the door of the private room was pushed open with great strength. His displeasure was shown on his face.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, the three men who got together instinctively dispersed, and sat back again. Just when they didn't know what to say, they saw Zeng Li and Mo Zhiqian walking in.

The picture is too exaggerated, a bit hot on the eyes.

Zeng Li's wrist was wrapped with thick gauze, as if he was wearing an oversized bracelet, and Mo Zhiqian supported him, like supporting a pregnant woman who was about to give birth, he held up Zeng Li's gauze-wrapped wrist Get up, be careful, and don't forget to make a sound when you enter the door.

"Be careful, be careful, don't hit..."

As for Zeng Li, his face was straddled, and his face was full of lovelessness.

... "Hey, second sister-in-law, what's the matter? You hurt like this just after leaving for a while?" Li Jianhao stood up, and with a teasing greeting, he cleverly avoided Hai Mier's questioning.

Zeng Li glanced fiercely at the man beside her who was carefully supporting her, with a sad expression, "It's not him!"

"Did the second brother get too forgetful and get his wrist pinched by the car door when he was doing it in the car?" Xue Jingrui also got up, and asked curiously, with a normal expression on his face, without any hint of teasing.

Because he had such an experience, that time playing with Bai Shuang in the car, taking medicine, he was so excited that he accidentally pinched Bai Shuang's wrist, and almost broke it.

Mo Zhiqian glanced over disapprovingly, and heard Zeng Li bluntly reply.

"You think everyone is like you!"

"How did that happen?" Xue Jingrui couldn't figure it out, it was obvious that Bai Shuang injured his wrist that time.

Seeing the brain-dead looks of the two men, Hai Mier interrupted in disgust, "Sister Li's injury was burned by Uncle Mo's cigarette!"

Xue Jingrui sat back awkwardly, the expression on Jun's face was obviously disgusted and contemptuous.

Chu Silu, who had been silent all this time, narrowed his eyes and brought the smoke between his fingers to his lips, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Li Jianhao raised his phoenix eyes, smiled meaningfully, and sat down leisurely on the armchair behind him, took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled, "Second sister-in-law, when did you get so close to this little girl? Your sister Li..."

Zeng Li was taken aback, feeling a bad feeling in his heart, the few men in the private room, except for Xue Jingrui, all of them were human beings, I don't know what they would think of such an intimate title as Hai Mier.

Mo Zhiqian helped Zeng Li to sit down on the sofa, and helped her smooth a big wave hanging in front of her ears, and then tidied up Zeng Li's shawl, meaning that it had nothing to do with him hanging it up high.

Hai Mier didn't feel fluctuated at all because of Li Jianhao's words. With her chin straightened, she snorted proudly at Li Jianhao, "Don't worry! Sister Li and I are fine! We drank milk tea together, and I will return it to you." She signed it!"

Hai Mier looked domineering, as if her signature was more precious than the emperor's imperial decree.

Li Jianhao's phoenix eyes tightened, he took a puff of cigarette, let it out, and turned to Zeng Li, "Second sister-in-law, are you a fan of this little girl?"

Before Zeng Li could speak, he heard Mo Zhiqian say, "Stop harassing my woman with your bad things!"

Zeng Li...

Why does she feel that Mo Zhiqian is taking advantage of her?

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　Alright, today's update is over, I'm busy with this article, and the article serialized under another pseudonym has no code,

　　
　
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