The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 139 Reduced to Being a Mistress to Sustain Living
She walked into the bathroom wearing a pair of black underpants. The silhouette of her back was beautifully curvy.

The two straight long legs are also as white and smooth as cream.

1 minutes later……

Zeng Li walked out again, like a newborn baby, naked.

After passing the silk nightgown on the floor, he bent over and picked it up to put it on his body, walked to the landline, grabbed it and pressed the inner line.

After pressing it several times in a row, it is always a busy tone.

Simply putting down the landline, Zeng Li got up and walked out of the suite.

The elevator stopped at the VIP floor, the door opened, and Mo Zhiqian walked out with long legs.

His hands were casually inserted into the pockets of his trousers, and there was a charming temperament in his laziness.

Go across the guest rooms and walk to your own room.

Opening the door, wearing a silk nightgown, Zeng Li walked directly towards the elevator.

At this moment, the guest just walked in to the room next to her behind her, and closed the door with a bang.

He wanted to go to the front desk to complain, but Zeng Li didn't care about other things. In such a high-end hotel, such an expensive presidential suite, the water heater couldn't release water.

Back in the room, Mo Zhiqian walked towards the bathroom while unbuttoning his shirt.

Just downstairs in the hotel, that strange girl grabbed his elbow.

He has a cleanliness addiction, and it is serious. For so many years, he has hardly touched other women except Zeng Huiyun.

Oh, no, there is also Zeng Li...

Thinking of Zeng Li, Mo Zhiqian's handsome eyebrows could not help but frown.

Thinking of her relationship with Tang Jianjun, I couldn't help wondering, could it be that she... was reduced to being a mistress to make ends meet?

Suppressing the irritability in his heart, Mo Zhiqian filled the bath water and lay directly in the bathtub.

The warm water soothed his body, but it couldn't relieve the depression in his heart.

Half an hour later, Mo Zhiqian poured himself a glass of red wine, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and came to the balcony of the room, leaning on the railing above with his elbows, sipping red wine while admiring the scenery of the autumn night.

Unconsciously, he turned his eyes and glanced at the balcony of the next room. The lights in the room were dim, but there was no one there.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, there is a reclining chair and a small round table. An empty goblet is quietly placed on the small round table.

His expression was a little dazed. In the room on the fourth floor of the house, there was also a reclining chair and a small round table in front of the glass window.

When he came back from get off work, he could see the figure in the reclining chair from a distance, lying on it carelessly, holding a goblet in his hand...

Once, how much he hated that picture, he knew it himself.

But now that I think about it, that picture is actually very beautiful.

The setting sun, the afterglow, and the beautiful shadow under the haze of the sunset glow.

Feeling a little tight, Mo Zhiqian exhaled, retracted his gaze, and turned back to the suite.

……

For the first time since the hotel opened, there was no hot water in the presidential suite.

The manager offered to change rooms for her, but she refused.

I have been wandering abroad for a few years, and if I don't want to live in a hotel, I will change it erratically.

In the end, the manager promised that the hotel workers would find out the fault within an hour and fix it.

Once again in front of the reclining chair with floor-to-ceiling windows, Zeng Li put the red wine bottle and goblet on the small round table, poured red wine for himself, lay on the reclining chair, sipped the red wine while gently rocking, and looked outside night scene.

Anyway, it would take a long time to fall asleep even after taking a bath, so why not just lie here, enjoy the night view, taste wine at the same time, and maybe have a sweet dream.

Zeng Li didn't know if he was not drunk after drinking a thousand cups. He drank a whole bottle of red wine in one night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

In the bathroom, the worker had already repaired the hot water pipe. Zeng Li got up and sighed at the empty wine bottle. It seemed that he needed a special way to fall asleep again tonight.

……

In the dining room on the first floor of the hotel, Xiaoman kept stuffing delicious food into his mouth while asking concerned.

"Carry, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's okay," Zeng Li slightly bent his lips, "Thanks for helping me prepare the medicine, thank you."

"Why are you being polite, you should, who told you to be my superior." Xiaoman stuffed the last piece of dessert into his mouth, looking at the untouched food in front of Zeng Li, "Carry, you should eat some too, don't just drink coffee , hurt the body."

"I'm not hungry,"

Zeng Li picked up the coffee and took a sip, then pushed the pastry in front of him to Xiaoman.

"Eat more, or it will be wasted."

"Are you really not going to eat it?" Looking at the plate of pastries, Xiaoman swallowed, the food in this country is really delicious, even the pastries are more delicious than those eaten abroad.

"Well, you can eat."

Zeng Li pursed his lips lightly, then turned his eyes to the side, looking at the scenery outside through the glass window.

City F is not developed, but it is not backward. It is a second-tier city, but it is a holy place for the entertainment industry.

I heard that there are countless emerging entertainment companies here, and you can meet celebrities by chance while walking on the street or at the airport.

Outside the glass window, a slender and tall figure came into sight, not tall, but somewhat familiar.

The hotel service put a suitcase into the trunk, and the figure followed suit.

The black luxury car started slowly and ran towards the airport.

Turning his face back, Zeng Li slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing no emotion.

It is said that the world is big, but Zeng Li felt that the world was too small, so small that she met that man as soon as she returned to China, and she also lived in a hotel with her.

"Carry, let's go to Kyoto, shall we?" A plate of pastry was wiped out by Xiaoman, and he asked Zeng Li for his opinion while continuing to work.

"Go by yourself, we will contact you by phone if you have a task."

"Really!" As if she had received an amnesty, Xiaoman's eyes widened in surprise, and her mouth also opened wide. The mouth was full of mushy, powdery high spots, and some of them spewed out with her astonishment.

Putting down the coffee cup, Zeng Li grabbed a tissue and gently wiped his cheeks, he didn't feel any displeasure because of Xiao Man's indecent behavior.

"Well, you are not me, you can come and go anywhere freely."

Putting the tissue in his hand on the corner of the table, Zeng Li continued.

"Just keep your phone unblocked and let me find you as soon as possible."

"Sister Hua meant?" Xiaoman unexpectedly forgot to apologize for his indecent behavior when he was happy.

"I applied with her."

Xiaoman...

In addition to surprise or surprise, after reacting, he suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Carry, you are really my nobleman!"

"Keep your voice down, everyone is watching you."

Zeng Li didn't look back, but he knew that most people in the restaurant were attracted by Xiaoman's eyes, grabbed the black super belt on the dining table, and covered most of his face, only showing bright red lips and a small chin.

Xiao Man sticks out his tongue, "I'm sorry, I get carried away when I'm happy."

"Be careful next time, don't be too ostentatious in our line of business."

"Oh," Xiaoman stuck out his tongue again, but said in his heart, it's you who dare not show off, okay?Don't force it on her.

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(End of this chapter)