The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 84 Must wait for the best opportunity, otherwise both of you will lose your life
Without Zeng Li, it seemed that the air pressure in the entire villa had dropped.

After finishing their essential work, Aunt Liu and Chun Ya went back to their rooms early, not daring to stay in the lobby to watch TV.

Mo Zhiqian had been standing in front of the window, the expression on Jun's face was more gloomy than the night outside the window.

Zeng Huiyun silently accompanied her in the hall, originally wanting to take this opportunity to add fuel to the flames, but Mo Zhiqian's reaction just now really scared her, so she didn't say anything more.

It was early in the morning, Zeng Li hadn't returned yet, and the phone was always off.

In the two adjacent rooms on the second floor, neither Mo Zhiqian nor Zeng Huiyun fell asleep.

In the dark, Zeng Huiyun leaned against the bed and was still talking on the phone.

"...Mom, what should I do if she really elopes with Lei Yixiang?"

"Don't worry, she won't."

On the other end of the phone, Ou Yalan's determined voice came.

"What if Wai Yi can do it!" Zeng Huiyun was agitated, clutching her phone, but dared not speak loudly, for fear that the man in the next room would hear it.

"Then haven't we given up all our previous efforts? It's been almost a year, you know! Every time Zhiqian comes back from her room, my heart hurts so much, mom..."

"What are you worried about!" Before Zeng Huiyun finished speaking, Ou Yalan severely interrupted her.

"Small intolerance leads to big plans. I have been waiting for more than [-] years, and there are still three to five years left!"

"Mom, you said it lightly, but if it were you, wouldn't your heart ache seeing daddy having sex with other women every night?"

In desperation, Zeng Huiyun spoke out of proportion, but in return Ou Yalan gave another stern reprimand.

"You have to endure the pain! You don't even have to do the math. Zhiqian will only be with her for three to five years and you will have half of her life. Could it be that you can't bear it for the next three to five years!"

"Mom..." Zeng Huiyun called out aggrievedly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Please, can you help me quickly...I don't want to wait another day..."

"No! Life and death are at stake. You can't do it casually. You must wait for the best time, otherwise, both of you will lose your life!"

Ou Yalan sternly reprimanded again, not giving Zeng Huiyun a chance to speak, and ordered in a low voice on the phone.

"Rest now, your body can't bear to stay up late, parents will help you when the sky falls, don't worry, she won't run away."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, and Zeng Huiyun stared at the hung up phone until it was completely black before placing it on the bedside cabinet, then slid down her body and closed her eyes obediently.

In the next room, Mo Zhiqian was standing in front of the window with a burning cigarette between his fingers, it was already unknown which one it was.

The window was wide open, and a gust of breeze blew into the room, adding a lot of chill to the whole room, like the breath emanating from Mo Zhiqian's body at this moment.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the mobile phone on the window sill. She dialed it countless times, but it was still turned off.

Looking at the endless night outside the window, Mo Zhiqian took a puff of cigarette, and slowly narrowed his black eyes.

The thinned lips unconsciously evoked a touch of coldness.

Zeng Li, good job, it's fine if you don't go home, but you dare to turn off the phone!

He took another deep puff of the cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it under the toe of his shoe, and crushed it fiercely.

Mo Zhiqian grabbed his phone and dialed out a series of numbers.

"Immediately go to the stations and airports to check if there is any news of Zeng Li's entry and exit after this afternoon!"

"President, now?" Zhang Hao rubbed his sleepy eyes vigorously, and carefully checked the time.

"Now!"

"But it's already midnight..."

"Submit your resignation directly tomorrow!"

"President, I'm going now."

(End of this chapter)