The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 495 Compromise Is Just a Delay
Mo Zhiqian left, alone.

The path paved with cobblestones, the shadow elongated by the night light is decadent and lonely, and every step you take is so heavy.

It has always been clear that the people do not follow suit.

Even if your family is rich, it is no more than the word "official".

What's more, it's still in other people's territory.

However, he will never compromise. In such an open society, why should his happiness be decided by others!
Before leaving, he hugged Zeng Li tightly in his arms, kissed her hair, and promised with a suppressed heart, "Wait for me!" The two words were his determination not to give up.

Seeing the figure of the man walk out of the small courtyard, Zeng Li bit his lower lip tightly, tears falling down again.

"Shuqin, take Xiaoli back to the room to rest." Li Zhengguo withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards the sofa first, Zhang Shuqin helped Zeng Li's arm, and gently advised, "Xiaoli, it's getting late, let's rest first .”

Turning his head to look at the gentle woman in front of him, Zeng Li felt wronged, "Auntie..."

"Good boy, don't cry, grandpa is doing it for your own good too."

Zhang Shuqin patted Zeng Li on the back lightly, and led her to the stairs together.

Looking at the majestic old man sitting on the sofa, Zeng Li wanted to say that she didn't need their kindness. In the past 31 years of life, she had a good life without the warmth of relatives and the care of her family.

Since it has been forgotten for 31 years, why should this "concern" be imposed on her? She doesn't need it, she doesn't want it at all.

After being sent back to the room by Zhang Shuqin, Zeng Li stood in front of the window, looking at the night outside the window. In the family compound, there were no vehicles constantly flowing in the center of the city, and there was nothing but emptiness, just like her mood at this time.

A place that was filled was forcibly taken away again, feeling empty...

Mo Zhiqian left the capital the next day. The Li family had a tough attitude and wanted to bring their own woman home. It seemed that there was going to be a protracted battle.

In the morning, Zeng Li got up early. He didn't sleep well, and he was sad all night, and he hardly closed his eyes.

After freshening up, I came downstairs, sat on the sofa fully dressed and waited for the elders to come down.

"Xiao Li, why did you get up so early?" Zhang Shuqin saw Zeng Li sitting on the sofa in a daze just as she turned the stairs. Zeng Li turned his head and greeted politely, "Good morning, aunt."

"Hey, morning," Zhang Shuqin walked down the stairs quickly, followed by Li Jianhua.

"Little Li, are you still used to living at home?" Zhang Shuqin came to the sofa and sat beside Zeng Li. It was not difficult to see that she cared and liked Zeng Li from the bottom of her heart.

"It's okay," Zeng Li reluctantly rolled his lips, looking at the man who was as serious as his grandfather, "Good morning, uncle."

"Well," Li Jianhua nodded, and sat down on another sofa, "We are all a family, so there is no need to be so restrained."

Zeng Li rolled his lips, didn't say anything, and then turned to Zhang Shuqin, "Auntie, I came out in a hurry yesterday and didn't bring a change of clothes. Today I plan to go back to T City and bring all my clothes."

This is the reason I thought of last night, she can't live here, the compromise last night was just a delay, I don't want Mo Zhiqian to be embarrassed by Grandpa.

"No need." Before Zhang Shuqin could speak, a majestic voice sounded, and Li Zhengguo also came out of his room, leaning on crutches, an old man in his 80s, with a sullen face, very majestic.

He gave orders while walking towards the living room.

"Shuqin, take Xiaoli to the mall today to buy more clothes, my grandson, I can afford it!"

(End of this chapter)