The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 397 Take the trump card to Banyan City (revised)

Taking a panoramic view of Zeng Huiyun's panic, Mo Zhiqian slightly hooked his lips, and pampered Zeng Huiyun's nose, "Okay, let me let you go this time, next time, I won't let you get what you want!"

After finishing speaking, he turned over and lay on the side, looking at the ceiling above, but from the corner of his eyes, he could clearly see Zeng Huiyun's relieved appearance.

After taking a short breath, Zeng Huiyun got up from the bed, her long messy hair was not in time to tidy up, "Zhiqian, I will not disturb your rest."

Leaving this sentence behind, Zeng Huiyun left in a hurry, maybe she hadn't fully recovered yet, and walked in a hurry, stumbling out of the room.

After closing the door, Zeng Huiyun leaned against the door and stroked her chest, panting heavily.

It was too dangerous just now... Fortunately, he didn't force it.

Feeling extremely flustered, with trembling hands, he took out a small bottle from the pocket of the knit jacket, opened it, and poured out a few small particles into his mouth.

He raised his head and closed his eyes to pant for a while, and waited for his breathing to stabilize before getting up and leaving.

In the bedroom, Mo Zhiqian got up when he heard Zeng Huiyun's footsteps walking away, grabbed his phone and the pack of cigarettes, jumped out of bed and walked towards the window.

He lit one and took a puff. When he exhaled the smoke, his narrowed eyes looked gloomy looking at the night outside the window. He pressed the phone to his ear, and Mo Zhiqian spoke.

"Hi Zhang, go and check something for me..."

Xue Jingrui is right, both men and women have desires, just now, he clearly saw the desire in Zeng Huiyun's eyes, but he didn't want to give her to him...

Taking another puff of the cigarette, the corners of his lips curled up slightly when he exhaled the smoke. After ten years of dating, Mo Zhiqian discovered this problem belatedly.

He lowered his eyes and glanced down, accompanied by a groan, it was his helplessness.

He can wake up when he thinks of that careless woman. Just now, he was so quiet after being intimate with Zeng Huiyun for so long.

Looking out of the window again, Mo Zhiqian took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the slowly exhaled smoke filled his eyes.

A heartless woman, no matter how dare she refuses, it's like three years ago, and she was still tied by her side!
Turning back to the bed, pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and walking towards the bathroom, Mo Zhiqian cleaned his mouth inside and out, washed his hands before turning back to the bed.

He picked up his phone and dialed the number again.

"Brother, how is the preparation for Haimil's solo performance going?"

"Oh! Thank you for your intentions, I thought you forgot." Chu Silu replied unequivocally, obviously worried about his brother's non-participation.

Mo Zhiqian smiled and said.

"How come, big brother is so busy with his own work, how dare he forget about it as a brother, but he has been a little busy recently..."

"Busy chasing women?"

Before Mo Zhiqian finished speaking, Chu Silu interrupted impatiently, "It's really promising."

Mo Zhiqian smiled again, with a humble attitude and language, but he did not give in at all.

"To each other, we brothers are all the same. You don't care about paying for your own woman, and Jingrui, it's the same..."

"Hmph! Who is the same as you two! You didn't treat me well when I was with you, but now I ignore you and use poles to curry favor with you."

Mo Zhiqian...

Brother, do you want to be so vicious?

He licked his lips, and just about to say something, Chu Silu seemed to be very busy on the other side, and there was a noisy voice, so he said, "Okay, don't talk, I will fly to Rongcheng on time to give Mi'er join us, or break up the relationship!"

After leaving this sentence, Chu Silu hung up the phone.

Mo Zhiqian...

He still hasn't asked Haimil if he invited that careless woman.

I wanted to call again, after thinking about it, I decided to forget it, and it would not be too late to ask again after we met.

When he put down the phone, he suddenly remembered something, picked it up again and called his assistant Zhang Hao.

"Go to the company before picking me up tomorrow...the second drawer on the right side of my desk, bring the little notebook inside..."

Putting down the phone, Mo Zhiqian leaned against the bed with his hands crossed, his two thumbs chasing each other non-stop, looking forward with a smug smile on his lips, this time he will take the "killer mace" to meet that little boy, and see if he still has more what to say.

(End of this chapter)