The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 90 Mo Zhiqian hates the Tao, so ugly

, Intuition told Lei Yixiang that the call was from Zeng Li.

Hastily took out his mobile phone, glanced at the incoming call hastily, and hurriedly picked it up, but before he could speak, Zeng Li's crying had already reached his eardrums.

"...Yixiang, I'm sorry..." Through the receiver, Lei Yixiang heard a faint sob, although he deliberately suppressed it, it still pierced into his eardrum clearly and pierced his heart.

"I can't go back to Paris with you...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

After saying this, Zeng Li was already sobbing. He held the phone in both hands, tightly pressed against his ears, and slowly slid down against the door panel.

The heart hurts so badly, as if being held in someone else's palm, kneading wantonly, it throbs even when you breathe.

Zeng Li shivered his shoulders, huddled into a ball with his hands covering his heart, and wept silently...

On the other end of the phone, Lei Yixiang was still yelling at the phone.

"Xiao Li! Tell me, what happened! You talk! Why! Why don't you go back to Paris! Xiao Li, talk!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Lan snorted coldly, turning a blind eye to his son's pain.

"Have you finally given up now?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced coldly and turned to leave.

Zeng Li couldn't leave, and he didn't have to worry about his son leaving. He wanted to call Zha Xiaoou so that she could take the opportunity to intervene. After thinking about it, he didn't dial.

The future is long, anyway, there is no hope for Zeng Li, his son will give up sooner or later.

Zeng Huiyun was alone in the hall, and Zeng Li was stopped by Mo Zhiqian, who only spoke a few words without any effort.

But she couldn't be happy at all, and her intuition told her that some things seemed to have deviated from her preset track.

Moreover, she couldn't make it run in the original position.

Holding the wheelchair, Zeng Huiyun narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the front but a little blurred.

No, she had to ask her mother to advance the operation before she could control it, otherwise...the consequences would be really unimaginable.

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Mo Zhiqian stood outside the door and tried to push the door, but it didn't move.

"Open the door!" There was no emotion in the voice, let alone any warmth.

"Go away! I don't want to see you!" Zeng Li yelled loudly, it was the first time he uttered such rude words, and tears rolled down his cheeks, and he was still in tears.

"Zeng Li, don't wait for me to get rough." Outside the door, Mo Zhiqian's voice was threatening.

Zeng Li got up all the time, opened the door, confronted the man outside, raised his neck like a swan and screamed.

"Be rough, how do you want to be rough! Hit me? Come on! Do it now! Don't be polite!" Zeng Li raised his chin, his small face slightly raised, his complexion turned red with excitement, and even Blue veins appeared on the beautiful neck.

Mo Zhiqian's expression was indifferent, and he lowered his eyes slightly and stared in front of him "seeing death as home." The woman, rare, showed no anger on Jun's face, but instead hooked the corners of her lips, raised her hand, and hooked Zeng Li's chin with knuckle fingers .

Slightly pressing his handsome face, he was very close to Zeng Li, and the arc drawn by his thin lips was very charming.

"Why, are you disappointed that you couldn't elope with your old lover?" It was obviously a sarcastic sentence, but overflowing from Mo Zhiqian's mouth, it was whispered like love words.

"Yes!" Zeng Li raised his chin and stared at Mo Zhiqian fiercely.

His eyes were red, like a rabbit that had been irritated all the time, his face was covered with tears, and he didn't have the fairy look that he didn't eat the fireworks before.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's ugly."

Mo Zhiqian pursed his lips exaggeratedly, and Hei Yao's eyes were full of disgust, "Shall I help you find a mirror to take a look at your current appearance."

(End of this chapter)