The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 143 I Loved You Once, Loved You So Much (3100)

"Yixiang...I'm here, um...okay." Hanging up the phone, Zeng Li picked up the cocktail again, propped his chin with one hand, and took a shallow sip while looking ahead.

"You...are still in contact with Lei Yixiang?" Holding the wine glass, Mo Zhiqian asked doubts in his heart, although the expression on his handsome face was slightly unnatural.

With his chin propped, Zeng Li turned his face around, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Mo Zhiqian found that Zeng Li liked to laugh more than three years ago, maybe it was because he was so good.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, very stuffy, very uncomfortable.

"En," Zeng Li replied lightly, which was regarded as an answer to Mo Zhiqian.

"He's married, do you know?" For some reason, Mo Zhiqian blurted out this kind of thing that women like to gossip.

Zeng Li was taken aback, as if he didn't know about Lei Yixiang's marriage, but thinking about it carefully, when she left, he was already engaged to another woman, and even if she called him... he wouldn't answer.

Seeing that Zeng Li just looked at him and didn't speak, Mo Zhiqian pursed his lips and asked, "You still love him, don't you?"

Zeng Li turned his face back, propped his cheeks, and sipped his cocktail again, "It's all in the past, and I just contacted him."

Therefore, she didn't know that Lei Yixiang was married, and she never thought of reconnecting with him.

"That's good."

Mo Zhiqian lowered his eyes again to look at the red wine glass in his hand. Zeng Li found that he was much more shy than three years ago. Every time he spoke, he seemed to be thinking about his own words, and he didn't dare to look her in the eye. eye.

It's really funny to say, once, what she was most afraid of was meeting his eyes full of disgust and hatred.

That cold gaze seemed to be able to penetrate her skin, making her feel cold in her bones, and then she couldn't help being afraid.

Yes, Zeng Li admitted that she used to be afraid of this man in front of her. Although she kept calm on the surface, it was actually her disguise, a disguise that she didn't want to be seen through by him.

It's just that after committing suicide, she made an agreement with him, and from now on, she will never owe anything to each other. That's why she sat and chatted with him so calmly to pass the boring time.

Besides, guarding this great god by his side also discouraged the actions of those men who wanted to strike up a conversation.

After smoothing his long hair, Zeng Li slightly adjusted his eyebrows.

"What does that mean?"

……

It was just a soliloquy, Mo Zhiqian didn't expect Zeng Li to be so inquisitive, he was stunned for a moment, slightly bent his lips, and said, "I just want to remind you that he is already married, and he is too close... ...will be misunderstood."

"Are you worried that I will be Lei Yixiang's mistress? Poaching?"

Zeng Li asked directly.

Thinking that Mo Zhiqian would deny it, or at least evade it in a roundabout way, he actually held the wine glass and nodded to Zeng Li with a serious expression.

"Yes, if you become a mistress, it will affect your reputation."

"Oh," Zeng Li sneered, gathered the big brown waves again, and said indifferently to the front, "I didn't have a good reputation in T City."

On the day of her sister's wedding, she pushed her down the stairs and slept with her husband. In T City, she was the talk of the upper class after dinner, and was known as a "vicious woman".

"It's not as unbearable as you said." Mo Zhiqian looked at Zeng Li and said seriously.

"is it?"

Zeng Li turned his eyes, his full lips curved slightly, "That's because they are afraid of your threat, so they dare not say it in front of your face..."

"They don't dare to do it secretly."

Zeng Li was startled, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him was a fake Mo Zhiqian.

Because three years ago, even if no one else said anything, he would have pinched her chin, cornered her, and said to him word by word through gritted teeth, "Zeng Li, you are a vicious woman!"

At that time, these words accompanied her like a curse. How many nights, she dreamed that Mo Zhiqian was leaning against the corner of the wall, saying these words to her with a cold expression and bloodthirsty eyes, and then, Waking up from the nightmare, I dare not fall asleep again, sitting on the cushion on the terrace, hugging my knees and looking at the distant sky, until the red sun slowly rises...

Now Mo Zhiqian said to her, "They dare not", Zeng Li lowered his eyes, bent his lips, and did not speak.

Silence, except for the loud music filling the eardrums, the two of them had no communication.

The mobile phone placed on the bar started to flash again, Zeng Li grabbed the mobile phone and stuck it to his ear.

"Where are you? I'm here!" Lei Yixiang covered his ears with one hand, and stood at the door of the inner hall of the bar with his back facing inside.

Zeng Li turned the high chair, raised his beautiful neck four feet to look around, "I'm in front of the bar."

"Understood." Lei Yixiang hung up the phone, and walked back towards the bar through the crowd of demons dancing wildly.

From a distance, seeing the familiar figure walking through the crowd, Zeng Li raised the corners of his lips, which was her cover-up.

Because the eye sockets are hot and a little wet...

Seeing Lei Yixiang walking towards this side through the crowd, Zeng Li jumped off the high chair and looked at him, motionless.

"Xiao Li!" With a sigh, Lei Yixiang hugged Zeng Li tightly into his arms. Zeng Li didn't move, but stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly.

In front of the bar, the two hugged each other tightly, the corners of Zeng Li's lips curled up beautifully, while Lei Yixiang buried his head in her shoulder, and did not move for a long time.

Mo Zhiqian held the red wine glass tighter and tighter. After drinking a glass of red wine all night, he only drank less than a third of it. He lowered his eyes and looked at the red liquid in the glass. His thin lips were slightly bent, Look carefully to hide the bitterness.

Suddenly, with a raised head, half a glass of red wine was poured into his mouth, and he swallowed it together with a touch of unknown emotion.

"Are you okay?" Letting go of Zeng Li, Lei Yixiang supported her shoulders and looked her up and down.

"You saw it." Zeng Li raised the corners of his lips, his expression was indifferent, and at the same time, he was also looking at Lei Yixiang.

Perhaps because he came in a hurry, Lei Yixiang wore a knitted sweater over his white shirt, which seemed to be hand-knitted. The neckline was a bit too big, revealing the two buttons of the white shirt.

And where he didn't fasten his neck, there was a red-purple mark, but he didn't seem to know it.

In the past, Lei Yixiang was handsome and talented, but now, he has the stability of a mature man, perhaps because he is married.

Looking Zeng Li up and down again, Lei Yixiang said, "Seeing that you are safe and sound, I am relieved."

Zeng Li pursed his lips, "Let's have a drink together."

Glancing at the bar behind her, Lei Yixiang saw Mo Zhiqian's existence. There was no surprise or hostility in Qingming's eyes, he just nodded slightly as a greeting, and then looked at Zeng Li again.

"No, Xiaoou, she...is inconvenient, I have to go back and take care of her." Lei Yixiang's words were tactful, but Zeng Li quickly understood his meaning, his eyebrows were lowered, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised Nothing changed, he stretched out his right hand to Lei Yixiang.

"You're going to be a father, congratulations!"

Lei Yixiang looked a little embarrassed, and held Zeng Li's hand tightly with both hands, with an indescribable emotion in his downcast eyes, he reluctantly bent his lips and said, "What's there to congratulate, you're both very old gone."

"It is precisely because you are older that I should congratulate you!" Zeng Li raised his eyebrows playfully, smiling without any other emotions.

"Thank you." Lei Yixiang pursed his lips, and held Zeng Li's hand tightly. Zeng Li suddenly said, "By the way, last time I lent you money..."

"I told you, it's for you!" Before Zeng Li finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lei Yixiang, who raised his eyes and looked at Zeng Li with a serious expression.

"No way," Zeng Li smiled, calmly pulled out the hand tightly held by Lei Yixiang, and squeezed the big wave hanging by his ear, "If you agree to borrow it, you should pay it back. If you have to pay back, I will be ashamed to speak to you again in the future."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Li turned around and picked up the wallet on the bar. It was a limited edition Prada women's wallet, and the price was above five figures.

Unzipping the zipper, he took out a card and stuffed it into Lei Yixiang's hand, his expression became serious.

"Yixiang, thank you for helping me get through this difficult time..." At that time, the hospital called for payment of medical expenses, and her card was also depleted. In T City, she had no other friends except Lei Yixiang, so she had to call him. But……

Called countless times, until the automatic hang-up, Lei Yixiang didn't answer even once.

In desperation, she dragged a plaster cast and ran outside the gate of Lei's house, dressed in sick clothes, and waited.

Lei Yixiang will never forget that night, the sky was overcast without a single star, and he was very depressed, just like his mood at that time.

When his car turned to the gate of the villa, a woman rushed out from the side, with gauze wrapped around her head, plaster casts on her arms and legs, a hospital gown, and hospital slippers on her feet, and, Lost one.

When he saw Zeng Li appearing in front of his car in a state of embarrassment, Lei Yixiang hastily stepped on the brakes and opened the car door to get out.

Zeng Li walked towards him with difficulty, and cried, "Yixiang, please help me..."

At that time, his heart was bleeding. The woman who was once so noble, the woman who would not bow down for five buckets of rice, actually asked him for help in such a humble voice.

Memories are always bitter, even after years and even now as a father.

Holding the bank card that Zeng Li stuffed into his hand tightly, Lei Yixiang's expression moved.

"Is there something wrong with sitting down?" On such a cold day, penniless, she drove from the hospital to find him. At that time, he hated himself so much that he didn't answer her phone...

"No," Zeng Li curled his lips, "You know, foreign technology is more advanced than domestic." Speaking of this, Zeng Li rolled up the button of his shirt, "Look, there is no scar left."

"It's fine if you don't have it, it's fine if you don't have it." Looking at Zeng Li Guangjie's forearm, Lei Yixiang couldn't help nodding his head, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and when he raised his lips again, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you much longer." Let’s chat, let’s meet again some other day.”

"Okay." Zeng Li nodded with a smile, Lei Yixiang stretched out his arms again, Zeng Li understood, and took a step forward to hug him.

Lei Yixiang pressed her ear and said, "Xiao Li, I once loved you, I loved you very much, I loved you very much!" After finishing speaking, before Zeng Li could respond, he let go of her and patted her. Arm, pursed his lips again, and bent the corners of his lips hard, "I'll go back first, see you another day!"

"See you.",
(End of this chapter)