The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 238 When I Live In Your House, I Get Hurt Often

, Zeng Li...

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

One night, he opened his mouth and shut up his woman, please, she is independent, they have nothing to do with each other a long time ago!

Facing Shanghai Mier's gaze, Zeng Li smiled, looked at her and said, "I have a predestined relationship with Xiaomir, we met by chance at the airport on the first day back home..."

Zeng Li answered so ingeniously that no one could fault him, and he directly called Hai Mier "Xiaomi", which further confirmed the close relationship between the two.

"That's right! All beautiful women are attractive!" With Zeng Li's words, Hai Mier became even more arrogant, and raised her chin even higher.

Several men chatted for a while, then got up and left.

Li Jianhao and Xue Jingrui were single and each drove a car, so there was no burden.

Zeng Li was stuffed into his own compartment by Mo Zhiqian, and walked quickly around to the door of the driver's cab, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

Haimiler took the initiative to sit in Chu Silu's luxury car, and he was not polite at all. If he picked her up from home, he should be responsible for sending her back.

The four luxury cars headed in their own direction.

"Mo Zhiqian, take me back to the hotel." Seeing that Mo Zhiqian was driving in the direction of the villa, Zeng Li reminded him that the cold expression was her insistence.

"It's so convenient at home, and the hotel is so small." Looking at the front, Mo Zhiqian muttered, his voice was a little soft, and he didn't sound confident.

"I want to go back to the hotel!"

Mo Zhiqian was still driving hard, but the fleeting frown was very childish.

Without saying a word, the domineering SUV made a turn, and Mo Zhiqian drove towards the hotel where Zeng Li was staying.

In front of the hotel gate, Mo Zhiqian was still making his last effort.

"Do you really want to live here?"

"En," Zeng Li nodded, his plump lips slightly raised.

"It's free at my house."

"I like staying in hotels."

"But my house has a lot of rooms."

“The hotel has a lot of rooms.”

"There are too many guests in the hotel, it's not safe."

"I used to get hurt when I lived in your house." From the mention of the past, the corners of Zeng Li's lips were always raised, and there was no extra emotion in the European-style eyes.

Mo Zhiqian...

Can't chat happily anymore.

Sighed, "Okay."

Unlocking the door lock, Zeng Li opened the door and got out of the car, without even saying goodbye, he walked straight to the hotel.

Looking at the woman's relentless back, Mo Zhiqian couldn't help complaining, "Cold woman!"

……

Sitting in the back seat, seeing that the route of the luxury car was not in the direction of her home at all, Haimiler couldn't help turning her head curiously.

"Uncle Chu, where are we going?"

Chu Silu closed his eyes, leaned on the backrest, clasped his hands together, and said lazily, "My house."

"Uncle Chu!" Hai Mier opened her eyes in surprise.

"Well, I'm listening." Chu Silu's voice was lazy, and he was still leaning on the backrest. He was a mature and steady man with a special business. He had entertainment almost every day, so he hired a full-time driver to drive.

Looking at the man resting with his eyes closed, Haimil pouted and his shoulders drooped.

"Uncle Chu, do you know it's wrong for you to do this?"

"Ah."

There was another faint reply, and Haimiler wondered if he was listening to her.

But even if you don't listen to her, you have to say it.

"You are my sister's fiancé, and now you want to take me back..."

Before Haimiler finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Silu.

"Correct, I'm not Hai Lan'er's fiancé."

"But my sister has always regarded you as her fiancé!" Hai Mier blinked in confusion.

"That was her wishful thinking."

(End of this chapter)