The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 146 Don't rely on men, they are unreliable

He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes again. For one night, Mo Zhiqian seemed a little afraid to face Zeng Li, let alone look at her.

Because, the light in her eyes is no longer cold, and when she looks at him, she no longer reveals the forbearable hatred and fear. Now she is very charming, a kind of charm that comes from the bottom of her bones, as if walking in An old hand among men, his demeanor and conversation are full of coquettish style.

Seeing her like this, Mo Zhiqian would have an illusion.

As if she was a fake Zeng Li, a pretender with her face and voice.

The wine glass in his hand turned slightly, Mo Zhiqian said,

"If...you don't mind...you can... come to work in my company,"

Having said this, he paused for a moment, Hei Yao raised his eyes, and said seriously to Zeng Li's eyes, "Don't rely on men, they... are unreliable."

When he said this, Mo Zhiqian's eyes avoided again, even a little flickering, worried that she would be embarrassed, and worried that she would be angry.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Zeng Li actually laughed, looking at him, that smile was indescribable.

Grabbing the cocktail and taking a sip, Zeng Li raised his eyebrows, "It's just that everyone gets what they need, I won't rely on any man."

Zeng Li's words were rejection, but also seemed to be explaining.

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to the front again, and sipped his cocktail leisurely.

"Then what is Tang!" Looking at Zeng Li's profile, Mo Zhiqian blurted out the question.

Although I didn't know much about her before, but after getting along with her for at least a year, I have a little understanding of her preferences and temperament.

How noble she was before, like a fairy who didn't eat fireworks in the world, calm and indifferent, writing her hatred for him and her own humiliation on her face, unlike what she is now, with inconsistent words and deeds.

Obviously the current outfit and the watch on the wrist are close to seven figures, but she denies that she does not rely on men.

May I ask a woman, a woman without a husband and without a job, what does she rely on to maintain her life?And with a famous brand beside her, it's not... relying on a man!
Zeng Li stopped drinking the cocktail, the cylindrical glass was still in front of his lips, he turned his eyes to look at Mo Zhiqian, his eyes couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or what, and he opened his mouth slowly after a few seconds.

"Sometimes what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth!"

It's true that she relies on men to make money, but it's not what outsiders see.

She really disdains sleeping with men in order to survive.

After turning back again, Zeng Li's face was a little gloomy, and he carefully observed the faint coldness.

Mo Zhiqian knew that he...exposed her scars and made her...embarrassed.

He also didn't want her to become that kind of woman, betraying herself for money, but...

The facts are there. That night, all the men in the private room knew that she was Tang Jianjun's mistress. He was really glad that he was there at that time. Otherwise, Tang Jianjun's wife would have caught her on the spot. How should she deal with it.

Mo Zhiqian lowered his eyes and drank most of the glass of red wine, without saying anything, saw Zeng Li drink the remaining half glass of cocktail in one gulp, then grabbed the wallet and opened it, and took out a few banknotes from it.

"I'll make the knot." Mo Zhiqian said first, but was directly rejected by Zeng Li.

"Thank you for not using it!" He slapped the bill on the bar, jumped off the high chair, grabbed the phone, turned around and left with his chin raised.

He didn't even say hello to Mo Zhiqian.

Seeing the woman with her beautiful neck like a swan, walking towards the door of the bar in a haughty manner, Mo Zhiqian knew that she... was angry because he spoke too directly.

Turning around, he poured some more wine into the goblet, took a sip, pinched the cup with one hand, and caressed the round base below with the other, Mo Zhiqian's eyes were a little dazed.

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(End of this chapter)