The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 387 He is so nervous (2)
She wanted to ask Xie Ruiqing for help.

Meng Zixiao's black eyes froze, feeling a little displeased, so he took out his phone and handed it to her.

Concubine Ye took it and pressed it, then handed it back to him, raised her face and said, "It's locked."

Meng Zixiao didn't answer, so he pressed her fingerprint to unlock it.

Warm fingertips brushed Concubine Ye's somewhat cold palm. Her hand holding the phone was almost unsteady, but she hastily clenched it tightly, pretending to be dialing very normally, 136111676... is it 8 or 6 next?The dialing finger froze...

Why can't I remember the next few at the critical moment?Concubine Ye wanted to cry, but wanted to grab her hair. If Xie Ruiqing knew that the so-called revolutionary friendship couldn't even remember the number, she would definitely want to beat her to death.

"Do you have Ruiqing's phone number?"

"No." Coldly.

Xie Ruiqing?It's Xie Ruiqing again!If you like Xie Ruiqing so much, why didn't you marry him back then? !What do you mean by pestering him?Just keep pestering her, who allows her to leave as soon as she says?Standing in front of her, he is obviously closer to her, isn't he?She would rather call the distant Xie Ruiqing than ask him for help?
Wrong!

Meng Zixiao felt that he was now a gunpowder jar with a fuse sizzling, the kind that was about to explode, but he had to try his best to cover it up.

Concubine Ye had no idea what was going on in the mind of the man standing coldly across from her. She bit her lower lip lightly, racked her brains to think of the number, but still had no clue.It's getting late now, and it will take tomorrow to ask the unlocking company or something.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground swirled and flew into the distance. Concubine Ye was sweating just now, and now the cold wind blew, and she was shivering from the cold. She wrapped her coat tightly and asked cautiously: "Uncle Meng, can you lend me some money?"

Meng Zixiao wanted to strangle her to death, but couldn't bear to see her trembling, so he grabbed Concubine Ye's wrist and walked towards the place where the black Maybach was parked, and said coldly, "Let's talk in the car!"

"Hello!" Concubine Ye was puzzled, she didn't know where she offended him, and she was very angry.

The heater in the car didn't stop, and the hot wind blew on her face. Concubine Ye rubbed her almost frozen hands, and then she felt a little warmer.

But Meng Zixiao in the driver's seat was still stern. She couldn't understand what he meant, and asked cheekily again: "Can you lend me some money? Pay it back tomorrow."

Ah!Pay it back tomorrow!

Meng Zixiao didn't like it when he heard it. He tapped the steering wheel lazily and said, "Staying in a hotel? Do you have an ID card?"

Uh... It's no wonder that people who don't have the keys bring their ID cards.

In fact, Concubine Ye had already thought of several plans in this short 1 minute, the best one was of course going to Xie Ruiqing, but she lost her mind and forgot the distress signal.If she went to Shen Lue's place, Uncle Tang would probably kill her with his eyes.Other friends...haven't contacted for a long time, the sudden fraud may scare people...

Concubine Ye glanced at the man with a dark face, and asked in a low voice, "Have you brought your ID card? Can you drive for me..."

Even if he didn't bring his ID card, it should be easy for the hotel tycoon in city B to open a room for her in his own territory. As far as she knows, this mogul has the habit of reserving fixed suites in his own hotel.

Ah!Meng Zixiao was about to laugh angrily. He flicked a match and lit another cigarette. After taking a deep breath, he mocked, "It's okay to open a room with someone, but I'm not in the habit of opening a room for others."

Open a room for his wife alone in his own hotel, not to mention other people, even Tang Song can laugh at him to death.

Concubine Ye: "..."

"That……"

Before Concubine Ye could finish her sentence, she leaned back suddenly, Meng Zixiao threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on the gas pedal to drive out.

(End of this chapter)