The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 83 If she dares to elope with Lei Yixiang, I will let the entire Zeng family be buried with her!

Hanging up the phone, Zeng Huiyun dialed Zeng Li's number again, but there was still the sound of shutting down the phone, put down the phone, and Zeng Huiyun came to Mo Zhiqian in a wheelchair.

"Zhiqian, I called home just now, and my mother said that my sister didn't go back. It's so late, so there won't be any accidents, right?"

"What could happen?" Mo Zhiqian didn't turn his head, his voice was flat, he was still looking out through the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

"Zhiqian!"

Zeng Huiyun raised her voice, and slid the wheelchair to Mo Zhiqian's side, showing eagerness.

"Why don't you care about your sister at all?"

"Why should I care about her?" Mo Zhiqian turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was nothing strange about it.

"Zhiqian, it's already this time, so don't worry about it anymore." Zeng Huiyun said anxiously, "Mom said my sister didn't come home, when I called my sister just now..."

Zeng Huiyun hesitated for a moment, "worried" about Zeng Li's "safety" and had to tell the truth.

"Obviously it's on, but..."

Seeing that Mo Zhiqian's handsome face gradually changed color, and his black eyes narrowed slightly, Zeng Huiyun bit her lower lip, and her voice also became softer.

"Then it shut down."

"Zhiqian,"

Mo Zhiqian narrowed his black eyes and remained silent. Zeng Huiyun knew that every time he looked like this, it was when he was about to explode.But she still tried to comfort her.

"Chunya said that my sister left in a hurry after answering the phone. I believe there must be something urgent. Don't be angry with my sister, okay?" Seeing Mo Zhiqian's silence, Zeng Huiyun shook his hand, softly sound.

"Zhiqian..."

"Whose call did you answer?"

Mo Zhiqian asked expressionlessly, and Hei Yao's eyes tightened again.

"I...don't know." Zeng Huiyun shook her head in confusion.

Mo Zhiqian's constricted pupils suddenly opened, and he leaned over suddenly, his handsome face resembled that of Zeng Huiyun, so frightened that Zeng Huiyun subconsciously withdrew her wheelchair.

"Zhi... Zhiqian..."

"Is it Lei Yixiang's phone?" Mo Zhiqian approached Zeng Huiyun's face again, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, his front teeth were clenched, and his voice suddenly raised.

"Tell me, is it Lei Yixiang!"

Mo Zhiqian's suddenly raised voice startled Zeng Huiyun, her shoulders shook, she kept shaking her head, and the wheelchair slid backward unconsciously.

"I... don't know, Zhiqian, don't act like this, I'm afraid... don't act like this..."

Realizing his gaffe, Mo Zhiqian got up suddenly, stood in front of the French window and looked out at the night again, enveloped in a goose yellow halo, his back was like a statue, standing in front of the window, motionless.

However, the clenched fists hanging on both sides had bulging veins, Zeng Huiyun knew that he was angry, silent anger, because Zeng Li did not return.

Zeng Huiyun narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a flash of light in them.

Sliding the wheelchair again to come behind Mo Zhiqian, said in a soft voice.

"Zhiqian, it's so late, tell me... will sister come back, will she elope with brother Yixiang..."

"She dares!" Zeng Huiyun was cut off by Mo Zhiqian before she could finish her "will she?"

I saw Mo Zhiqian suddenly turned his head, leaned forward again, and looked at Zeng Huiyun with fierce eyes. Against the background of the halo, Zeng Huiyun even clearly saw the bloodthirsty red inside, and subconsciously leaned back To avoid Mo Zhiqian's glare.

Mo Zhiqian approached closely, gnashing his teeth.

"If she dares to elope with Lei Yixiang, I will let your Zeng family be buried with her!"

"Zhiqian...you, you, don't look like this..." Under Mo Zhiqian's bloodthirsty eyes, Zeng Huiyun kept looking back.

The reason why he said this just now was to stimulate Mo Zhiqian's emotions, but Mo Zhiqian in this state is so scary, as if he wanted to get rid of her quickly.

There is no tenderness to be seen. ,
(End of this chapter)