The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 492 Follow me to the study

, Under the street lamps, in front of the car lights that could not be turned off, the two of them kissed inseparably. Mo Zhiqian rushed over as soon as he got off the plane, still wearing a long woolen coat.

Winter in Kyoto comes later than T. Zeng Lizhi is wearing a sweater jacket, which is what he wears when he is painting in the studio at home.

After the kiss was over, Mo Zhiqian took Zeng Li's hand and interlocked her fingers, "Why did Grandpa send someone to pick you up, did you miss you?" It shouldn't be that simple.

"Grandpa..." Looking at Mo Zhiqian's slightly raised eyebrows, Zeng Li hesitated, "Want to take me back..."

"Take it back?" Mo Zhiqian's handsome eyebrows frowned even deeper, "Well, he doesn't want me to go back to T City." Zeng Li nodded, speaking tactfully, but Mo Zhiqian knew that the so-called not returning to T City meant What, but still want to know the reason.

"Why did Grandpa make such a decision?"

Facing Shang Mo Zhiqian's earnest eyes, Zeng Li hesitated even more, "He said...we are not suitable because you are Huiyun's husband."

call!Mo Zhiqian took a deep breath, and tightened his interlocking fingers with Zeng Li, pulling her to the car together, "Let's go, I'll make it clear with grandpa later."

Apart from that wedding, there was nothing between him and Zeng Huiyun. He had always been Zeng Li's husband, three years ago, and they were a legal couple protected by law.

He didn't believe that grandpa could break them up!
Zeng Li showed the way, and the car stopped in front of the small western building after a while.

Mo Zhiqian got down first, walked quickly around to the co-driver, opened the door, stretched out his hand and pulled Zeng Li down, closed the door, and the two of them walked towards the yard together hand in hand.

"Grandpa, Zhiqian is here." Entering the living room, Zeng Li pulled Mo Zhiqian to stand in front of grandpa.

"Hello, Grandpa." Mo Zhiqian bowed slightly, very humble and polite, straightened up and said politely, "I came in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare a gift for you, so I hope you don't blame Zhiqian for being reckless."

Looking directly at Mo Zhiqian, Li Zhengguo's expression was very dignified, his hands resting on his crutches like a judge interrogating a prisoner, "Are you Mo Zhiqian?"

"Grandpa, I'm right here." Mo Zhiqian bowed again modestly and looked at him, Li Zhengguo didn't speak again.

Glancing secretly at his grandfather's face, Zeng Li hesitated for a moment, then pulled Mo Zhiqian to turn to Zhang Shuqin, who wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Zhiqian, this is my aunt."

Mo Zhiqian bowed slightly to Zhang Shuqin again, and called out politely, "Hello, Auntie."

"Hey, okay," Zhang Shuqin glanced at the old man, saw that the old man didn't respond, and said enthusiastically, "Sit down, come and sit down."

Mo Zhiqian bent his lips and nodded, before he could take a step, Li Zhengguo said again, "Follow me to the study first."

After speaking, he stood up and supported his crutches. The old man in his 80s still walked vigorously.

Just as Zeng Li was about to follow Mo Zhiqian, Li Zhengguo seemed to have eyes behind him, and he said while walking up the stairs, "Xiao Li will accompany your aunt down below."

Just as Zeng Li paused, Zhang Shuqin got up from the sofa, came to Zeng Li and grabbed her arm, and said kindly, "Xiao Li, come and watch TV with my aunt, and let Zhiqian go up alone."

Seeing that Zeng Li still refused to let go of himself, Mo Zhiqian patted the back of her hand lightly, "Good boy, watch TV with aunt, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Reluctant, Zeng Li had no choice but to let Mo Zhiqian go to his grandfather's study alone.

(End of this chapter)