The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 105 Zhiqian seems to have changed his mind

Zeng Li fell ill again, locked himself in the room, and barely ate food.

In the morning, Zeng Huiyun served millet porridge for Mo Zhiqian, then took a spoon and put it into the bowl, asking casually.

"Zhiqian, did you come back late last night? Why didn't sister come down for breakfast?"

Mo Zhiqian glanced at the location of the stairs indiscriminately, there was no one there.

Withdrawing his gaze, he picked up a spoon and stirred the millet porridge, and gave a faint "hmm".

Thinking of Zeng Li's tears, Mo Zhiqian frowned, now he finally believed that women are made of water, otherwise how could there be so many tears, no matter how much he wiped them, he couldn't finish them with light kisses.

"Zhiqian, what's the matter with you? Are you unhappy?" Seeing Mo Zhiqian's indifferent reaction, Zeng Huiyun opened her eyes in confusion.

Mo Zhiqian raised his head, his thin lips curled into a curve.

"No, just a little tired."

"Tired?" Zeng Huiyun frowned even more suspiciously, "Is there a lot going on in the company these days?"

Mo Zhiqian...

Benlai didn't want to explain, but seeing Zeng Huiyun curious about the baby's appearance, she bent her lips and lowered her dark eyes.

"Sometimes when a man says he's tired, it's not necessarily because of work."

Zeng Huiyun immediately understood what Mo Zhiqian meant. Tiredness was not due to work, but why?Bed thing?

As smart as Zeng Huiyun, when to be smart and when to be confused is a matter of precision.

He lowered his head to scoop the millet porridge in his bowl, and said with concern, "I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some nourishing medicinal food to help you replenish your body."

"Well," Mo Zhiqian didn't object, "Let Aunt Liu stew some oxtail."

Zeng Huiyun...

The movement of drinking the porridge stopped, and he looked at Mo Zhiqian in disbelief, his hands that scooped up the porridge trembled slightly.

If I remember correctly, oxtail is the most nourishing for men...

In the past, he still had scruples in front of him, but now, doesn't he care at all?

Zeng Huiyun flattened her mouth aggrieved.

Feeling the gaze cast on his face, Mo Zhiqian looked up after listening to the movement of drinking porridge.

There was no consolation, just said lightly, "Eat quickly, cold porridge is not good for your health."

"Oh," Zeng Huiyun reluctantly responded, and the usual favorite millet porridge became dull.

……

In front of the villa's gate, Zeng Huiyun was sitting in a wheelchair, helping Mo Zhiqian fasten the last coat hole, smiling and waving.

"Slow down on the road and come back early in the evening."

Seeing Mo Zhiqian's figure gradually disappear, the smile on Zeng Huiyun's face also faded.

Turning her head, she ordered Chunya in a cold voice, "Push me back to the room."

On the second floor, Zeng Huiyun's bedroom.

Once back in the room, Zeng Huiyun immediately closed the door, slid the wheelchair to the big bed, grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside cabinet, flipped through a series of numbers and dialed out.

"Mom... Zhiqian seems to have changed his mind."

"Why did you see that?" On the other end of the phone, Ou Yalan was about to go to the operating table, and the assistant was standing behind her and helping her tie the belt of the sterile gown.

"He... sat in Zeng Li's room for a long time last night..." Zeng Huiyun's voice was crying, it was because there was no obvious evidence that she was afraid, afraid that Mo Zhiqian would fall in love with Zeng Li, afraid will lose him.

"Didn't you do it before?" Ou Yalan put on sterile gloves by himself, and the assistant held the phone to his ear.

"But the past is different from the present!" Zeng Huiyun said anxiously.

"What's the difference?" Ou Yalan's voice was cold, "It's the same thing once and twice, if he can use this method to help you keep people, why not do it?"

"But I don't want to lose Zhiqian!"

"I don't even want to lose my daughter!" Ou Yalan said in a stern tone, "Hang up, I still need surgery." After speaking, she nodded and signaled to the assistant, who took the phone and cut off the call. ,
(End of this chapter)