The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 421 Xiao Man's Meeting

When entering the inpatient department, Mo Zhiqian's eyes tightened, and the words he had with Li Jianhao last night were still ringing in his ears.

...heart disease is generally congenital or genetically inherited...the probability of acquired medicine is very small...

Before entering the elevator, Mo Zhiqian made a phone call...

Zeng Li took the car back to the hotel directly, instead of going to Mo Zhiqian's villa.

He said he'd take care of it... Then she'd better wait for him to take care of everything before making a decision.

I called the service to deliver food to the room, filled my stomach, took a shower and lay down on the bed to catch up on sleep.

Maybe it was because I was in a good mood, or because I was so tired just after flying back, I fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while.

It was already afternoon when he woke up, he had simply dressed up, and Zeng Li was going to visit his mother Ou Yalan.

Before going out, I wanted to make a phone call, and I slid the phone away, only to see a few missed calls inside.

There was Mo Zhiqian, and there were two calls from Xiaoman.

After thinking about it, Zeng Li first called Xiaoman back.

"Xiao Man? What can I do for you?"

"Carry, I'm going back abroad, and I want to meet you before going back, after all, we've been partners for so many years."

Xiaoman's words moved Zeng Li, and he contributed a lot to the company, but when he left, Sister Hua didn't even say hello.

"Thank you, Man,"

"Hey, carry, why don't we thank you for the relationship between the two of us. I'm in T city now, why don't you make an appointment for the two of us to get together, and then I can go back to the headquarters to report."

"Okay." After making an appointment with Xiaoman, Zeng Li called his mother Ou Yalan again. She had a rest this afternoon.

After going to the store to buy some gifts, Zeng Li went back to Zeng's house by car.

Hearing her return, Ou Yalan ordered the kitchen to prepare dinner early. Zeng Guoliang hadn't left work yet, and only Ou Yalan, the hostess, was at home in the huge villa.

Zeng Li felt more at ease when her father was not at home, otherwise, she would feel really uncomfortable facing her father's low pressure.

"Xiao Li, you don't need to bring gifts when you come back from now on, we are all family members," Ou Yalan asked with concern after holding Zeng Li's arm and sitting down on the sofa together, "I heard from Huiyun that you quit your job, what did you do wrong?" happy?"

Ou Yalan's attitude was still caring and kind as always, nothing unusual.

"Mom, you also know that I can't do anything well except painting." Zeng Li explained with a smile, and Ou Yalan patted the back of Zeng Li's hand and said with a smile, "That's right, my daughter is a great artist. How can my daughter do the rough work that ordinary people do."

"Mom, look at you, what are you talking about?"

"I'm telling the truth," Ou Yalan tightened her grip on Zeng Li's hand. When she smiled, she was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart. When she looked at her, the expression in her eyes was also a mother's admiration for her daughter. A hint of camouflage.

Zeng Li smiled, and asked casually, "Mom, whose gene does my artistic cell follow, is it yours or dad's?"

The smile on Ou Yalan's face froze obviously, although it was fleeting, it was still captured sensitively by Zeng Li.

"Stupid child, why are you still superstitious? There is no one who doesn't follow along. When I was a child, my mother wanted to raise you like a little princess, so I sent you to the interest class. I didn't expect you to like painting very much. Then I kept learning.”

Ou Yalan's explanation is reasonable, but Zeng Li knows in his heart that this is not the case at all.

Although her childhood memories are very vague, she remembers being scolded by her father when she was scribbling on paper with a pen... If I remember correctly, my father opposed her learning to draw.

(End of this chapter)