The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 171 Come down for a glass, with extra ingredients!
"Say it again!" The five dangerous words were accompanied by the sound of glass breaking.

When Zeng Li turned his eyes over, his expression was startled.

Mo Zhiqian's knuckles were already stained red with donated blood, and at this moment, snowdrops were dripping down one by one.

As for the complete goblet before, there were only a few fragments left in his hand.

Surprised only for a moment, Zeng Li turned his eyes back again, sucked in the last bit of smoke, spit it out and said leisurely, "If you don't like the blood, go to the blood bank to donate points, don't put it here, it will be wasted and pollute the environment .”

"Zeng Li!" Two words, stealing danger.

"Huh? I'm here." Zeng Li turned his eyes again. By the way, he put out half of the cigarette in his hand, rested his forehead with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Mo Zhiqian with his slightly drunk and blurred eyes. His black eyes are indifferent and fearless.

"A heartless woman!"

Mo Zhiqian threw the few pieces in his hand on the ground fiercely, and at the same time stretched out his hand towards the inside of the bar. The bartender had already brought a clean towel over.

Mo Zhiqian reached out to take it, wrapped around the bleeding palm, his black eyes never left Zeng Li.

"Last time, if I hadn't helped you out of the siege, do you think you would have been able to escape unscathed?"

Boss Tang's wife is famous as a tigress. She has injured several celebrities alone. There are countless unknown ones. The serious ones are sued through legal procedures. In the end... a small celebrity without a backstage Can beat rich and powerful women!

That time, if he hadn't taken her away safely, I believe she was either disfigured or severely beaten.

Zeng Li looked down at Mo Zhiqian's palm wrapped in a towel, and sneered indifferently, "If it weren't for you, I would still be able to return to Zhao."

Xiaoman has been on standby all the time, and the young master serving the private room has also been bribed by them, just to prevent accidents from happening.

"You trust Tang Jianjun that much?" Mo Zhiqian wrapped his wounded palm, and his thin lips curled up slightly, showing obvious sarcasm.

"Do not?"

Zeng Li shook his index finger, with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and slightly shook his winking eyes, stealing a charming style, "I only believe in myself."

"Arrogance." Mo Zhiqian glanced at his mouth, raised his chin towards the inside of the bar, and the bartender came over with a new goblet and put it in front of him.

Mo Zhiqian hurt his right hand. With his left hand, he picked up the red wine bottle and poured himself a glass of wine. After pouring, he saw that there was not much red wine left in Zeng Li's goblet, but he didn't give in. He put down the red wine bottle and picked up the goblet. Cup, sipping slowly alone.

Glancing at him lightly, Zeng Li didn't show much expression, grabbed the satchel and took out the pack of ladies' cigarettes, took out one and put it in front of his lips, spreading his white and slender hands in front of Mo Zhiqian.

"Bring it! She's asking Mo Zhiqian for her own lighter.

Looking at her indifferently, Mo Zhiqian didn't respond. Suddenly, he turned around, put one arm on the bar, and turned his body half sideways to look at the stage in the center of the clubhouse, leaving Zeng Li with a cold back.

Zeng Li...

Pursing her lips, she didn't continue to ask him for more, and turned around and snapped her fingers at the bartender.

"Handsome, borrow a lighter."

The bartender looked up at Mo Zhiqian, took out a lighter from the cabinet at the bar and handed it to Zeng Li.

"Thank you." Zeng Li pulled his lips to thank him, and when he smiled, he was full of femininity.

The bartender subconsciously glanced at Mo Zhiqian again, nodded his head slightly and went on to continue his work.

Lighting up the cigarette, Zeng Li took a puff and let it out.

In fact, the smell of cigarettes is not very good, but it can help her pass the boring time.

He took another sip, raised his head, drank the last bit of red wine in the goblet, pushed the empty wine glass forward, "Have another glass, add more!
　Woohoo, I only saw it after I clicked publish, the title was wrong, it was [One More Cup],,,,
　　
　
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