The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 42 Every time, he can't control himself
Zeng Li turned his gaze to look over, and in Mo Zhiqian's open palm lay a white pill, which was an aftercare medicine.

Zeng Li stretched out his hand, picked up the pill and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed it with the warm chicken soup. There was a spoon in the small bowl, but Zeng Li was useless, like drinking plain water, a bowl of chicken soup lasted for a few seconds. The clock drank it all.

Aunt Liu said that there are traditional Chinese medicines in the soup to nourish the body, and she will not make trouble with her body.

Zeng Li handed the empty bowl to Aunt Liu who was waiting next to her, took out a tissue from the bedside cabinet and gently wiped the corners of her lips. The whole process was very dull, in fact, it was already numb.

"Don't stay inside next time, and it will save you from worrying about my tricks."

The last time she had an unexpected pregnancy, Mo Zhiqian thought she was trying to use the child to achieve something, so he threw her on the coffee table in a rage.

The expression on Mo Zhiqian's stern face was slightly stiff, but only for a moment, he curled his lips and let out a slight sneer, showing sarcasm.

His bony fingers pinched Zeng Li's jaw, forcing her to look at him.

"Zeng Li, remember, I will never let go of anything that can hurt you."

When Mo Zhiqian said this, in a soft and slow voice, what he uttered was heartless and chilling.

In fact, he was also very upset in his heart, he hated this woman, hated it from the bottom of his heart.

So every time she was pressed on the bed, it was regarded as a punishment for this vicious woman.

He also didn't want to keep his children and grandchildren in her body, because this vicious woman didn't deserve it at all!

but,

Every time, he couldn't control himself, because that extreme was too warm, which always made him lose control when he broke out at the end, wanting to send himself into the deepest part...

Zeng Li raised his chin, forced to look at Mo Zhiqian, his heartless words fell into his ears, Zeng Li's pale face showed no emotion.

When his thin lips uttered the last word, Zeng Li opened his mouth, and the words he spoke were like her pale face at this time, without any emotion.

"I made a note, can you go out?"

Mo Zhiqian...

Jun frowned, some emotion flashed in Hei Yao's eyes, he snorted coldly, shook off Zeng Li's jaw, turned around and strode away.

Zeng Li pulled up the blanket that was draped over his body, and looked forward again with a pair of dull eyes.

"Sir, should the sea cucumber soup be delivered now or later?" Seeing the hostess appearing in the kitchen, Aunt Liu put the freshly cooked soup on the cooking counter, asking for advice.

"Send it up now, and prepare some staple food."

"Hey, sir." Aunt Liu happily agreed, and she knew that her husband was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, but in fact, he still cared about his daughter-in-law in private.

It is said that a husband and wife can enjoy each other for a hundred days, and the husband and his wife have also been married for more than half a year, so how could they have no feelings for each other?

Aunt Liu quickly opened the steamer on the stove, picked up the steamed buns and filled them with millet porridge, put them on a tray with sea cucumber soup, and walked out of the kitchen.

Zeng Li suffered a muscle strain in his right leg, and had difficulty moving. He was lying in bed all day, and the nanny at home brought him into the room when eating.

As soon as Mo Zhiqian went to work in the company, Zeng Huiyun came to her room.

Looking at Chun Ya who was pushing Zeng Huiyun behind her, Zeng Li was very curious. The little nanny was young, just in her early twenties, of medium height, and she didn't look like the kind with infinite strength, but how did she get Zeng Huiyun on? On the fourth floor?
And still in a wheelchair?

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(End of this chapter)