The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 75 After that time, Zeng Li felt nauseated when he saw milk
"Zhiqian, what did you mean when you said no?" Zeng Huiyun asked with a smile, actually trying to divert Mo Zhiqian's attention.

Chun Ya reported to her in the morning, and last night she secretly leaned against the door panel and heard the conversation between Aunt Liu and Zeng Li.

Therefore, Zeng Huiyun knew that Zeng Li was hurt by Mo Zhiqian.

However, he was not happy at all.

The private part was hurt, which shows how intense it was last night.

She hoped that Zeng Li would be punished, but it shouldn't be this way.

My own man pressed his most hated sister on the bed every night, and no woman would want to see it.

Mo Zhiqian picked up the coffee and took a sip, "I didn't drink."

"Ah?" Zeng Huiyun thought she heard it wrong. She was very curious about why Mo Zhiqian punished Zeng Li last night.

After the two went out, she called Yang Tiansheng... Zeng Huiyun knew that, based on Yang Tiansheng's feelings for her, she would never let the person who made her sit in a wheelchair go away.
Zeng Huiyun did not expect that Zeng Li would come back intact, and she later called Yang Tiansheng, but the other party refused to answer.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to find out something, Mo Zhiqian turned his head and gave orders to the kitchen.

"Aunt Liu, let's have dinner."

Obviously, I don't want to talk about what happened last night.

Zeng Huiyun was the best at observing words and expressions, she smiled and called to the hall.

"Sister, it's breakfast."

Zeng Li raised his head and drank the red wine in the goblet in one gulp before getting up.

Holding the coffee cup, Mo Zhiqian took a sip slowly, but his lowered gaze was on Zeng Li's legs.

Zeng Li's injury wasn't serious, but it wasn't serious either.

When a man is rude, it inevitably causes tearing.

Last night, Aunt Liu was still worried when she returned to her room, so she found an anti-inflammatory ointment and slipped it on her secretly.

Even if Zeng Li gave up on himself, he would not make things difficult for his body, so after taking a bath, he applied the ointment, and now...

There was a little pain and a little itching in that place, and it should be healing.

When Zeng Li sat in his seat, Mo Zhiqian also put down the coffee in his hand, just when Aunt Liu and Chunya came out with breakfast and put it on the dining table.

Mo Zhiqian did it himself, filled a bowl of white rice porridge and placed it in front of Zeng Huiyun, then picked up an empty bowl, filled it and put it on the dining table, then picked up the third empty bowl, and put it in front of himself after filling it .

Pick up the chopsticks and eat slowly.

Zeng Li looked at the bowl of white rice porridge on the dining table, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly pulled it in front of him with a big movement.

Zeng Huiyun helped Mo Zhiqian with food as always, but she felt uncomfortable.

Zhiqian... He actually took the initiative to help Zeng Li serve rice porridge... This was a bad start.

Helping Mo Zhiqian prepare side dishes, Zeng Huiyun took the milk in front of her to Zeng Li, and said with a smile, "Sister, why don't you drink a glass of milk, seeing your complexion is so bad, you should drink more milk to supplement protein."

Zeng Huiyun smiled harmlessly, seeing the milk-colored viscous liquid held in front of her, Zeng Li let out an "uh", put down her chopsticks, covered her lips and ran to the bathroom.

"Zhiqian, what's wrong with sister?" Zeng Huiyun asked suspiciously.

Mo Zhiqian looked at her, there was no tenderness in Hei Yao's eyes before, but there was a trace of inquiry when he looked carefully, but it disappeared soon, and he lowered his eyes and caught a piece of crispy melon in his mouth, with a calm expression.

"I don't know."

After that time, Zeng Li felt sick to his stomach when he saw milk. In this villa, it should no longer be a secret.

Even Aunt Liu knew it well, and I believe Zeng Huiyun shouldn't be ignorant.

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(End of this chapter)