The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 291

As for Mo Zhiqian, the love saint in the eyes of the brothers.

Don't look for women and don't masturbate, guarding this woman Zeng Huiyun all day long, can only watch but can't eat, but never get tired of it.

So the brothers gave him nicknames, Love Saint, Saint, and Mo Zhiqian, who said nothing was considered tacit.

Suddenly remembered something, Xue Jingrui leaned over again, with a smirk and gossip, "By the way, second brother, Zeng Huiyun has been with you for so many years, so it's not like he's still a good friend now?"

They are all brothers. It stands to reason that Xue Jingrui should respect Zeng Huiyun, his sister-in-law.

However, perhaps because she was always called Zeng Li's sister-in-law, Zeng Huiyun's position in the hearts of the brothers was gradually replaced by her.

Or maybe it was caused by the curiosity factor in my heart, so I asked this kind of disrespectful brother and sister-in-law so bluntly.

Mo Zhiqian raised his eyes and glanced at him, although he obviously blamed him, he didn't say anything.

Xue Jingrui's curiosity became even more wanton, he moved his butt forward while holding the armrest of the sofa, and continued to gossip.

"Second brother, what are you talking about, is it you or her?"

Seeing Mo Zhiqian looked up and looked puzzled, Xue Jingrui said badly, "It can't be that she is a stone girl, so I won't let you touch her."

He does not mean that.

Mo Zhiqian held the red wine glass tightly in his palm, and his gaze also dropped to a certain place. The slowly narrowed eyes were his thoughts.

Zeng Huiyun was by his side when he was 16 years old, when he just turned [-].

A boy in his early twenties is at an impulsive age, how many times, when he kissed Zeng Huiyun's lips, his hands would walk restlessly on her body, sometimes even...

Zeng Huiyun stopped in panic.

Yes, thinking about it now, Zeng Huiyun's expression was panic.

It was the kind of panic that was obviously laced with longing.

When he kisses and touches her, she will sing an invitation. It is obvious that she is so emotional that she is short of breath, as if she is about to suffocate, but she always prevents him from further development at the last moment.

She said that she wanted to save the best part on the wedding night. Now that she thought about it carefully, if it was a deep love, how could she hold on to it?

Seeing that Mo Zhiqian was lost in thought, Xue Jingrui laughed out loud, feeling the joy of being tricked.

"Second brother, that's enough, don't think about it, where in this world are there stone girls, they are all fabricated in martial arts novels."

In a word, wake up the dreamer.

Mo Zhiqian raised his handsome face, looked at Xue Jingrui, curled his lips, did not speak, brought the red wine to his lips, and took a shallow sip.

In the past, he was careless. It seems that it is necessary to test...

……

Zeng Li found that Fu Wendi seemed to be indifferent to her.

Although he always had a business-like attitude when he was in the company, it was not like what it is now. His gentle and handsome face was obviously cold, as if he was not close to strangers.

After reporting today's itinerary, he pressed his cousin to his chest, looked at the man who was buried in his work, and asked, "President, do you have any orders?"

"Let's go out." Three words, could not hear the joy or anger, but clearly alienated.

"Yes." Zeng Li nodded slightly, and just as he turned around, Fu Wendi's voice sounded again, "Ask the secretary to bring me a cup of coffee."

Turning back again, Zeng Li was still holding the itinerary in his hand, looking at the man who was still buried in his work, he was a little absent-minded.

Fu Wendi didn't hear the door opening, so Fu Wendi raised his head and saw Zeng Li still standing where he was, with coldness in his originally warm eyes, "What? I didn't speak clearly enough?"

The calm, indifferent voice made Zeng Li's heart chill.

(End of this chapter)