The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 131

"You don't understand, do you?" The Second Generation Ancestor nodded, turning back and forth in front of Mo Zhiqian, the corners of Xie Si's lips curled up fiercely, he had already swung his fist while speaking, and quickly attacked Mo Zhiqian.

"Master Ben will teach you today!"

Mo Zhiqian turned to the side, holding Zeng Li's wrist with one hand, and restrained the arrogant second generation ancestor with just one hand.

"Hey, it's broken, it's broken, let go, let go..." The second generation ancestor wailed again and again, with a painful look on his face, the wrist that was swung to attack Mo Zhiqian was tightly clamped, and it was already behind his back.

Mo Zhiqian looked at him coldly, but the expression on Jun's face did not loosen at all.

Zeng Li knew Mo Zhiqian's skills more or less. Although he had never seen him fight with others, he had experienced it himself.

How many times, he cut himself backwards on the bed, and he used this trick, and never showed mercy.

How many times, looking at her, gnashing her teeth, and smacking her ear with a fist, she was so scared that she closed her eyes.

The air is a little thin tonight, my chest is a little congested, and my breathing is not smooth.

Zeng Li broke away Mo Zhiqian's big hand, lowered his head and rubbed the wrist with red marks, turned around like a proud swan, and walked to the side of the street to wait for the bus again.

A light gray car came from not far away and stopped in front of Zeng Li. Without any hesitation, Zeng Li opened the passenger door and got in.

"Hey, hey, that woman has already left, can you let go?" Watching the light gray car drive away, the second generation ancestor raised his voice to remind.

Throwing away the second generation ancestor's wrist, Mo Zhiqian's handsome face was ice-cold, he glanced back at the direction the gray car was leaving, and strode towards the waiting car parked on the side of the road.

Zhang Hao pushed open the co-driver's door and trotted to the back to open the car door. When Mo Zhiqian sat in, he asked a question tentatively.

"President, do you want to catch up?"

"Are you free recently?" Before closing the car door, Mo Zhiqian glanced at him coldly.

Zhang Hao was startled, and shook his head hastily after realizing the reaction, "No, CEO, I'm not in a good mood recently, and I always talk nonsense."

"Go to a psychiatrist if you are mentally ill, the company does not support mentally ill patients!"

With a cold sentence, Mo Zhiqian slammed the car door shut.

"Yes, President, I'll go tomorrow." Zhang Hao nodded and bowed to the closed car door, then walked towards the co-pilot, raised his hand and slapped himself while facing the door, "I owe you! I owe you, why not Not a long memory!"

"Carry, that man is so handsome!" In the posture room, the young woman driving looked at the stalwart figure on the side of the road through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help admiring.

"En," Zeng Li leaned on the backrest, closed his eyes and replied lazily.

"Do you know each other?" The woman driving the car turned on gossip mode.

"I don't know." Three words blurted out without hesitation.

"Then why did he help you out?"

"Xiao Man, are you talking too much?" Zeng Li opened his eyes, but there was no trace of charm in his cold eyes, "You want me to report to Sister Hua? You are not good at doing things and secretly deserting?"

"Don't, don't, Sister Carry, just because I pay more and earn less than you, let me go this time, okay?"

Zeng Li turned to look out the car window with a dazed expression.

"In our line of work, no one has paid a lot."

"But you only need to pay for your IQ, and what I pay for is my body!"

Xiaoman grumbled dissatisfiedly, "You know what? That Boss Tang is disgusting, perverted..."

Zeng Li withdrew his eyes and snorted coldly, "If you are not satisfied, you can complain to Sister Hua, everyone makes a living by their own ability!"

In Zeng Li's words, there was undisguised contempt. Looking through the rearview mirror, Xiaoman wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and muttered softly, "Why is it because I am not as beautiful as you!"

(End of this chapter)