The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 24 Zeng Li looked defensively at the approaching man step by step

At that time, Zeng Li didn't know what happened, and wanted to follow along, but worried that Mo Zhiqian would take his anger out on him.

Therefore, I can only hold on to the viewing platform and watch from a distance.

Lying in his own room on the fourth floor, what he couldn't get out of his mind was the image of Mo Zhiqian rushing into the night and getting into the ambulance with his sister in his arms.

She is not a vicious woman. She has always blamed herself deeply for the matter of her younger sister, and at the same time, she is also deeply worried.

I don't know what the condition of my sister who was taken away by the ambulance again is now.

Faintly, there was the sound of a car engine, gradually approaching, Zeng Li got up from the bed in a jerk, and ran barefoot to the viewing platform.

Due to her sixth sense, she felt that Mo Zhiqian should be back.

The color of the car could not be seen clearly under the dim night light. Looking down from the fourth floor, I could only see the handsome face of the man against the background of the night light. I shivered.

Seeing Mo Zhiqian walk into the gate of the villa, Zeng Li ran out of the room and ran downstairs.

My sister didn't come back together, did she... have a relapse.

Before running to the lobby downstairs, at the corner of the second floor, I had a face-to-face meeting with the disheveled man.

Zeng Li stopped, holding on to the banister of the stairs, and stood barefoot, waiting for an answer.

Mo Zhiqian was wearing a white shirt with only three buttons fastened, and they were all misplaced. The black trousers were stuck on his hips, the zipper was only half-pull, slippers were on his feet, the chest of the shirt was open, and Zeng Li clearly Saw a purple mark on his neck, like...

Holding on to the handrail of the stairs, Zeng Li twitched his lips, and tentatively said, "Huiyun, she..."

Just as he opened his mouth, the hostile man stepped forward, quickly came to Zeng Li, grabbed her wrist and walked towards his room.

"Let go of me, Mo Zhiqian, are you crazy? What's wrong with Huiyun..."

Zeng Li struggled vigorously, and slapped Mo Zhiqian's back and arms with his slender hands, but the latter seemed to have lost consciousness, grabbed her into the bedroom, turned around, and kicked the door behind him.

While the world was spinning, Zeng Li was pressed against the door panel with Mo Zhiqian's elbow, and his muscular forearm was pressed tightly against the neck, which made her unable to breathe freely.

Mo Zhiqian's handsome face was ferocious and terrifying, Hei Yao's eyes blazed with bloodthirsty flames, and his thin lips parted slightly, with gnashed hatred.

"Zeng Li, since you have done it, you must dare to take it on!"

"Ah..." Zeng Li exclaimed, and Mo Zhiqian had already thrown him onto the bed...

……

Zeng Li picked up the red wine glass, brought it to his lips, took a sip, his right hand was still holding on to the paintbrush, his eyes fell on the drawing board, he couldn't tell what emotion it was.

Since her younger sister had an accident, her sleep quality has become worse and worse, and she has insomnia every night, and she has to rely on alcohol to fall asleep.

On the white drawing paper, a silhouette just appeared, dark gray color, curvy, straight, wanton flying, like a woman's hair.

Mo Zhiqian didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and came in. He just took a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, and the hair hanging on his forehead was still damp.

The waistband of the bathrobe is loosely tied, revealing a large chest with strong muscles, and...

Zeng Li turned around and saw the man appearing in his room, his expression tensed immediately.

Looking defensively at the man approaching step by step, he licked his lips nervously.

"Mo Zhiqian, what do you want to do?"

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