The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 130 Heroes save beauty?

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The wind in autumn nights is always cool and wanton, blowing on the face, also blowing up Zeng Li's big brown waves.

Raising his wrist to stroke the hair covering his face, Zeng Li hugged his handbag tightly.

Boss Tang's driver picked him up when he came, and he didn't feel cold. Now, wearing a dress that wraps his hips, standing on a deserted street, he suddenly feels a little cold.

Standing in front of the clubhouse door, Mo Zhiqian put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his figure was surrounded by the flashing neon lights in front of the door.

The scene in front of me overlapped with the picture in my mind, it was the back view of a single woman, beautiful but also lonely.

In the waning night, a woman stands on the railing, her long hair is blown by the breeze, flying freely in the air, the woman is tall and tall, wearing a long dress of a lady... It is obviously a beautiful picture, but there is a trace of love in that back view. Deep loneliness and sadness.

Yes, this is the oil painting that Mo Zhiqian saw in Zeng Li's room.

The drawing board propped on the floor has obviously been completed.

But how many times, when I walked into her room, I saw her sitting in front of the skateboard, holding a wine glass in one hand, and holding a paintbrush in the other, sketching on it...

At that time, Mo Zhiqian couldn't help but think, it's just a back view, why can't he finish the painting?
Later, after Zeng Li "leaved", he walked into the room on the fourth floor, lifted the cloth covering it, stood in front of the drawing board for a long, long time, and finally understood the artistic conception of the painting.

That back view is Zeng Li's portrayal of himself, and every time he adds a touch, the deep sadness will increase a bit.

In the past, he had caused her too much harm, so her sorrow was always endless.

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"President, should we take the floor with Miss Zeng?"

Zhang Hao asked tentatively.

Mo Zhiqian came back to his senses, and took another look at that figure's back, "No need."

"I asked the driver to bring the car over." Zhang Hao took out his mobile phone and dialed the driver's number.

Five minutes later, a cynical-looking slutty man walked out of the clubhouse, shaking the car keys on his index finger, stood in front of the clubhouse door and looked around for a while, and saw the figure beside the street with his thin lips Picking up, he strode toward the parking space.

"Hi! Beauty, do you want to give you a lift?" A bright red Maserati stopped in front of Zeng Li, and the face protruding from the lowered car window was the same color as Maserati, and was as flirtatious as it was!

Zeng Li was stunned for a moment, then winked, tilted his head slightly and blinked playfully, "Okay, handsome guy, I'm going to VZ Hotel, I don't know if it's on my way?"

"By the way, I happen to live there too!"

The handsome guy smiled wickedly, and then pushed open the passenger's door.

Zeng Li stepped on his high heels and walked over. Just as he lifted his foot, his arms tightened, and he staggered and was taken out.

"You fucking have it!"

The swearing that was about to burst out stopped when he saw the man's cold handsome face.

Zeng Li bent the corners of his lips, and his plump lips shone seductively under the illumination of the night light.

"President Mo, are you also on the way?"

Apart from this, Zeng Li couldn't think of any other reason.

"Hey, what's the matter with you old man?" The prey that was about to reach his mouth was stopped halfway. At first glance, he is a second-generation ancestor.

"Do you understand what first come first serve?"

"I don't understand." Mo Zhiqian grabbed Zeng Li's arm, and calmly took a step forward to block her behind.

Zeng Li raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

This is... wanting a hero to save the beauty?Want to fight for her?

It's so rare, come to think of it, no one except Zeng Huiyun should be able to control Mo Zhiqian's emotions.

(End of this chapter)