The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 22 Ou Yalan explained with a smile, Hui Yun is not heavy, I can hug her
After comforting her daughter, Ou Yalan walked out of the room to the coffee table, bent over to pick up the teapot and said with a smile, "I'll make a new pot of tea for you again."

"Where's Huiyun?" Zeng Guoliang pushed his pawn forward and asked casually.

Ou Yalan picked up the teapot and walked towards the kitchen, "Ah, I'm tired, so I'm lying on the bed and resting."

Ou Yalan's casual sentence made the two men on Qipanshan raise their heads and turn to look at her at the same time.

Mo Zhiqian frowned handsomely.

"Auntie can hug her?"

Ou Yalan stopped, knowing that he had slipped his words, something flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting. He turned around and still held the teapot in his hand, explaining with a smile.

"Huiyun is not heavy, and the bed is not high, so I can still hug her."

Mo Zhiqian didn't say anything, his handsome eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and he turned back to continue studying the chess game.

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After dinner, several people sat in the living room and chatted for a while, Mo Zhiqian got up and prepared to leave.

"Dad, Mom, we're going back first, and we'll see you next week."

Zeng Huiyun sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Mo Zhiqian to the gate of the villa. There was a smile on Baici's baby face.

Seeing that her elder sister Zeng Li was still standing beside her parents, she didn't intend to follow, so she turned her head to remind her.

"Sister, let's go back."

Zeng Huiyun's attitude was kind and friendly, she was a different person from before in the room.

Looking at his sister, Zeng Li didn't respond, but turned to look at his mother, and said in a discussing tone.

"Mom, I want to stay at home for a few days."

"Okay..." Ou Yalan just said a good word when he was interrupted by Mo Zhiqian.

Mo Zhiqian stopped in his tracks, and turned around, with a handsome face that didn't show much.

"Don't bother uncle and aunt if you are inconvenient. It's also convenient if there are many nannies at home."

A word similar to caring and considerate, but with an undeniable dominance.

Zeng Li twitched his lips, and did not insist on looking at Shang Mo Zhiqian's cold eyes.

Because she knew in her heart that even if she forced her to live in her mother's house, she would have to go back one day, and she would still be punished when the time came.

The hand holding the satchel was tightened, and she slightly bent her lips, saying, "Dad, Mom, I'm leaving."

Unlike Zeng Huiyun, Zeng Li used the word "go", because it was not her home at all, so she could only use this word.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his parents to respond, he strode past Mo Zhiqian and Zeng Huiyun with his long legs, and walked towards Bentley who was parked in front of the villa gate.

Mo Zhiqian narrowed his black eyes slightly, the dark night covered up the emotions in his eyes.

Zeng Li opened the door of the co-pilot and sat on it first, looking ahead with cold eyes.

Seeing her daughter's stubborn back, Ou Yalan stretched out her hand, wanting to speak to keep her, but turned to look at her husband standing beside her, seeing that he didn't respond, she finally didn't speak.

"Dad, Mom, let's go, goodbye."

Being carried into the car by Mo Zhiqian, Zeng Huiyun smiled and waved to her parents.

"Well, be careful on the road." Zeng Guoliang also waved at his youngest daughter. A man who was nearly 60 years old showed a loving smile on his well-maintained face.

Ou Yalan also waved her hand, bent her lips, and didn't say anything. After the black Bentley left slowly, she turned her head and looked at her husband complainingly.

"Guoliang, you didn't say a word just now, Xiao Li wants to stay at home for a few days..."

"What do you live in? The water thrown by the married woman."

Zeng Guoliang interrupted Ou Yalan's words in displeasure, and turned back to the villa.

Looking at her husband's back, Ou Yalan's eyes dimmed, and she followed quickly.

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