The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 87 Zeng Li, if you take a step out of the villa, Zeng's stock will drop by the limit in the afternoon
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He and Lei Yixiang met at the hotel at eleven o'clock, packed up his clothes, and Zeng Li simply washed and washed. Before he had time to change his wrinkled clothes, he hurried out of the room with his suitcase.

The suitcase was very heavy, and the door of the elevator leading to the lobby on the first floor was locked. It was not against her, but everyone in the family was not allowed to take it, except of course, Zeng Huiyun, who had limited mobility.

However, the elevator only leads to the second floor, and everything above the third floor is locked.

So Zeng Li has always been curious, every time Zeng Huiyun came to her room on the fourth floor, how did she get upstairs.

But that's all for later, at this moment, it's important for Zeng Li to leave.

Zeng Li carried the suitcase with difficulty and went down one step at a time. Although it was a little difficult, it was not impossible.

In the lobby on the first floor, Mo Zhiqian sat leisurely on the sofa, his long legs gracefully crossed, one hand across his chest and the other on his chin, watching Zeng Li step by step down the stairs, neither stopping nor helping, like It seems like a joke.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Seeing Zeng Li pulling the oversized suitcase, Zeng Huiyun panicked and slid her wheelchair to the stairs.

The mother said that she would not leave, but judging from the current situation, she clearly wanted to leave!
No, she can't be allowed to leave. If she leaves, all previous plans will be ruined.

Zeng Huiyun's white porcelain baby face was bloodless due to nervousness.

She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't make it too obvious, because, as a younger sister, she should support Zeng Li's departure.

Seeing Zeng Li ignoring her and persistently carrying her suitcase down the last flight of stairs, Zeng Huiyun turned to look at Mo Zhiqian with a flustered expression.

Called for help.

"Zhiqian..."

Mo Zhiqian leaned leisurely on the sofa, with a few smiles appearing on his perfect handsome face, watching Zeng Li pulling the oversized suitcase and walking towards the door of the hall, without saying a word, Hei Yao's eyes went all the way. follow.

"Zhiqian, stop sister quickly!" In desperation, Zeng Huiyun didn't care too much, she pushed the chair wheel and quickly slid in front of Mo Zhiqian to show her eagerness.

"Stop?" Mo Zhiqian tilted his head slightly to look at Zeng Huiyun, his handsome eyebrows raised slightly, and his thin lips curled into a curve.

"Why should I stop?"

In one sentence, Zeng Huiyun was dumbfounded.

She couldn't tell him her purpose.

His eyes flickered slightly, and his brain was running fast, trying to find a suitable and reasonable reason, but one by one
Before she could think about it, the man sitting leisurely on the sofa had already looked at the casual opening in front of the door.

"Think about it, if you step out of this villa, I will let the entire Zeng family be buried with you."

Zeng Li stopped in his tracks, holding the oversized suitcase in his hand, turned his head to look at Mo Zhiqian, the corners of his lips curled slightly in mockery.

"Mo Zhiqian, apart from threatening me with this, what else do you have?"

Mo Zhiqian was not annoyed by Zeng Li's merciless sarcasm, but instead smiled and spread his hands, saying in a self-deprecating manner.

"I admit, I have no other skills other than threatening you with the Zeng family, but..." Mo Zhiqian frowned, his expression of wanting to smile made Zeng Li very uncomfortable.

"Are you sure you don't care about the downfall of the Zeng family?"

Zeng Li smiled, her pink lips formed a nice curve.

"Whether I care or not is not important, the important thing is," Zeng Li paused, his eyes fell on Zeng Huiyun.

"Do you care about your wife's feelings?"

Mo Zhiqian's eyes followed Zeng Li to Zeng Huiyun, he glanced at him lightly, and then stretched his long arms around Zeng Huiyun's shoulders, bringing her by his side.

With a sudden movement, Zeng Huiyun's wheelchair slipped and almost fell down. Fortunately, the petite her was firmly locked by Mo Zhiqian to stabilize the wheelchair, but she was also startled, her heart was beating wildly. .

Mo Zhiqian lowered his eyes, looked at the corner of Zeng Huiyun's lips slightly curled up, "The woman I love the most, of course I care."

After saying this, the nimble tongue licked Zeng Huiyun's earlobe ambiguously.

This made Zeng Huiyun startled, and the wheelchair slid forward again, being held by Mo Zhiqian.

"However... Even without the Zeng family, I can still support my own woman."

Mo Zhiqian raised his hand, pointing his knuckles along the broken hair on Zeng Huiyun's forehead, the curve of his lips became more and more mocking.

"What the Zeng family can and can't give, I can afford it, but you," Mo Zhiqian paused, raised Zeng Huiyun's chin with his long fingers, and his thin lips fell on her lips like a dragonfly.

"But it's different. Without the backing of the Zeng family, where do you get the capital to settle abroad? Without the backing of the Zeng family, do you think the Lei family will recognize you as a daughter-in-law who has been slept with by your brother-in-law for half a year?"

Mo Zhiqian's words can be described as "every word", each sentence stepped on Zeng Li's seven inches.

Zeng Li's expression changed, and he counterattacked coldly.

"Whether I have capital is my own business! Whether the Lei family recognizes me as a daughter-in-law is also my business, so don't worry about it!"

"Okay," Mo Zhiqian nodded with his lips curled up, let go of Zeng Huiyun's chin with his long fingers, and grabbed the mobile phone beside him, his slightly downcast eyes showed no emotion.

"Since I don't care about the life and death of the Zeng family, then I don't need to care about it either,"

Mo Zhiqian slid open the touch screen, "Zeng Li, if you take a step out of the villa today, Zeng's stock will drop to the limit in the afternoon, and after a month, it will become a junk stock. Even if it is facing delisting, no one will dare to buy it." Make a purchase!"

While speaking, Mo Zhiqian had picked out a series of numbers and dialed out, turned on the hands-free phone, "Help me sell all the Zeng's shares I bought in recent years, and at the same time release the news that Zeng's finance is suspected of fraudulent accounting ..."

""You are despicable!
　Babies, you are collecting it, don't patronize the text.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)