The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 43 Maybe your man is in love with me now, maybe

"Sister," Zeng Huiyun called out kindly as soon as she entered Zeng Li's room.

Looking at Zeng Huiyun's friendly and harmless appearance, Zeng Li only glanced at her indifferently, with a dull expression.

In the past, Zeng Huiyun deliberately provoked Mo Zhiqian's hatred towards her like this, but every time Mo Zhiqian just pressed her on the bed and demanded fiercely, without hurting her body.

But last night, because of Zeng Huiyun's "disabled", now she herself has become disabled.

The dislocation of the hip bone caused damage to the periosteum. In the future, we should pay attention not to run and jump to make large movements, otherwise, it is easy to cause the hip bone to slip again. This is what the doctor told me before I left.

At this time, Zeng Li was glad that he was just an ordinary person, not a dancer performing on stage.

"What? Did Zhiqian hit you?" Ignoring Zeng Li's indifference, seeing gauze stuck to her forehead, Zeng Huiyun raised her eyebrows and asked. There was no worry or distress in her expression, but obvious gloating.

"Aren't you happy to have your wish?" Zeng Li asked back, his cold eyes showed no other emotions.

"Sister, what are you talking about? We are sisters, how can I be happy?" That's what she said, but Zeng Huiyun's face was even more smug.

Zeng Li hated her face the most. She clearly hated him, but she still pretended to be a sister.

"Hui Yun, if Mo Zhiqian is not here, you don't need to wear a mask anymore, tired." Zeng Li said coldly, mercilessly exposing Zeng Huiyun's hypocrisy.

Zeng Huiyun no longer pretended to be false, but admitted it openly.

"That's right, I just came to see the good show, to see how Zhiqian treats people who make me unable to act," said Zeng Huiyun exaggeratedly, "Tsk tsk, it seems that Zhiqian really loves me badly, I heard that you can't move your legs either?"

Zeng Huiyun asked, then shook her head and sighed again and again without waiting for Zeng Li to say anything, "It's so pitiful, you are so humble, you are such a beautiful beauty, you can do it, you say that a couple of one day is a hundred days of grace, sister," Zeng Huiyun called out hypocritically.

"I'm not wrong, you have warmed Zhiqian's bed for half a year, why didn't you let him feel pity for you?"

I have to admit that Zeng Huiyun absolutely knows which part is Zeng Li's pain. As a wife and sister, she is used by her brother-in-law as a tool to warm the bed.

This has always been the greatest shame for Zeng Li.

And sadly, she couldn't resist.

Looking at Zeng Huiyun's complacent appearance, Zeng Li's cold eyes did not have too much emotion, like a dead sea, unable to make any ripples, but the words that came out were like fine needles, densely piercing Zeng Huiyun's heart.

"Zeng Huiyun, don't pretend to be magnanimous in front of me. If I'm not wrong, every time I make love with Mo Zhiqian is the biggest torment for you, right?"

Zeng Li hit the nail on the head. Having said this, he tilted his head to look at Zeng Huiyun's face, and asked with "concern".

"Hey, the dark circles under your eyes are so serious, did you not sleep well last night? It's all my sister's fault, knowing that you are shallow, and still screaming so loudly, but next time I will pay attention and try not to let you Hear me call a bed"

"You!" Zeng Huiyun's hand was tightly buckled into the armrest of the wheelchair, her small face changed again and again, and she held back for a long time before she said, "Zeng Li, you are shameless, you only do it when you are in love. It's called love, and you're nothing more than a bed warmer, sex slave!"

Zeng Huiyun almost roared out the last few words, which shows how much she was irritated by Zeng Li.

Zeng Li was not angry when he was insulted by his own sister to become a sex slave, but the corners of his cold lips curled into a seemingly invisible arc.

"Really?" Zeng Li asked back, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Is there a sentence you haven't heard?"

"What are you talking about?" Zeng Huiyun answered subconsciously, but unconsciously grasped the hand on the wheelchair.

Zeng Li smiled, a woman who was always cold and indifferent, now she actually smiled, the smile on her lips was like a peach blossom blooming in March, piercing people's eyes.

When Mo Zhiqian stood in front of the bedroom door, what he saw was Zeng Liyang's smile, Hei Yao's eyes tightened, and something flashed through his heart so quickly that he didn't even catch it.

I heard Zeng Li continue to say, "Make love, make love, if you do a lot, you will fall in love unconsciously."

Seeing that Zeng Huiyun's face became paler because of her own words, the smile on Zeng Li's lips deepened, "Perhaps, your man has fallen in love with me now, maybe..."

Before Zeng Li could finish his sentence, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. When he saw the man standing in front of the bedroom door, there was a rare strangeness in his cold eyes, it was... embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)