The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 27 Mr. is not a stone, how could he not care about you (second update)

, Zeng Li never thought of becoming an enemy with his own sister, although there were often frictions between the two when they were young.

But now it seems that it is not something she can avoid if she doesn't want to.

The younger sister Zeng Huiyun saw Mo Zhiqian's hatred for her, so she turned her unique tenderness into a sharp sword and stabbed it out of Mo Zhiqian's hand.

Swallowing half a piece of toast like a jujube, Zeng Li's cold eyes once again turned to the man who was eating breakfast slowly, her chin slightly lifted, her only dignity and stubbornness.

"Mr. Mo, can I leave now?"

"Get out!" A single word without any warmth.

Zeng Li pursed his lips and snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Looking at her sister's embarrassed figure, Zeng Huiyun's lips curled into an imperceptible arc.

Withdrawing his gaze, he turned to look at the gloomy Mo Zhiqian, and grumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Zhiqian, look at you, you lose your temper for no reason, my sister hasn't finished her breakfast yet..."

Mo Zhiqian raised his head and turned his cold eyes. Although he didn't say anything, Zeng Huiyun caught the complicated emotions inside and was slightly taken aback.

In memory, this was the first time Mo Zhiqian treated her so indifferently.

Although this man has a dull temperament, he treats her with rare patience and gentleness.

Pulling his lips, just about to say something, Mo Zhiqian has already looked away and continued to eat breakfast.

In early spring, the weather was still very cold. Zeng Li was wrapped in a thick shawl and sat sideways on the viewing platform, staring at the scenery outside.

The villa is very large, and she is the only one living on this floor, so it looks spacious and empty.

But she still felt suffocated, so, sitting on the viewing platform against the cold wind in early spring, she just wanted to breathe.

There was a knock on the door outside the room. After knocking a few times, Aunt Liu opened the door and came in.

Holding a tray in his hand, it was Zeng Li's unfinished breakfast.

"Miss in-law, your breakfast." Aunt Liu walked into the bedroom, put the tray on the small round table, and put the juice, toast and ham inside on the table one by one.

"Aunt Liu, I've eaten."

Zeng Li wrapped her shawl, her cold expression was not moved by the aunt at home who brought her unfinished breakfast into the room.

Because she knew her status in this villa in her heart, if it wasn't because the owner of the villa had spoken, Aunt Liu would not have treated her so attentively.

After putting the food away, Aunt Liu smiled awkwardly and began to persuade.

"Miss in-law, don't be too pushy, Mr. has a cold face, but in fact he is still very worried about you..."

"No need, Aunt Liu, take out the food."

Zeng Li got up, went back to the wicker chair in front of the small round table and sat down.

"Miss-in-law, please don't make it difficult for me." Aunt Liu rubbed her hands in embarrassment. The husband said that there is no habit of throwing away food at home, and said that if the miss-in-law wastes food, let her leave on her own initiative .

Aunt Liu felt helpless. The husband was obviously worried that his wife didn't have enough for breakfast, and he was still in confinement, so he said that he didn't have the habit of throwing away food. In fact, the family didn't eat leftover food any day.

Zeng Li raised his eyes and looked at Aunt Liu, his cold eyes gave a sense of nowhere to shield.

"Mo Zhiqian ordered?"

"Well," Aunt Liu nodded, feeling something was wrong, and immediately explained with a smile.

"Mister is worried that you are not full, so let me bring these up."

Zeng Li snorted coldly, "Hmph, he would be so kind."

"Miss in-law, don't say that. You and your husband have been married for so long, and your husband is not a stone. How could you not care about you?" Aunt Liu was still doing her best to speak for Mo Zhiqian Good words, Zeng Li said impatiently.

"I see, go get busy." She wasn't in the mood to talk about that BT.

(End of this chapter)