The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1282 Son, I just heard from your mother that there is only grandma and no grandma?
"Jianhao is back, why do you leave work so early today?"

Worried that her straightforward daughter would quarrel again after she told the truth, Li Guilan quickly changed the subject.

I opened the shoe cabinet and went to take off my shoes, but was stopped by Li Jianhao.

"Mom, you are an elder, why are you still serving me! Hurry up and sit on the sofa, I will do it myself."

"You kid, don't you just take a pair of slippers, how can there be so many words." Li Guilan smiled and straightened up, watching Li Jianhao put on slippers before turning and walking towards the kitchen.

"Jianhao, take a rest first, I don't know that you came back so early and you haven't made dinner yet."

"Mom, just cook the rice. I'll cook later." Li Jianhao said loudly to his mother-in-law's back, and Li Guilan mumbled as she entered the kitchen, "You've been tired all day, I'll do it."

"Why did you come back so early today?" Han Xiaoru chewed the beef jerky and turned to look at the man sitting beside her. Li Jianhao ignored her, but directly lifted her pregnant clothes and put his ears on her belly.

Her thin lips curled up, her phoenix eyes also held a slight smile, her brows and eyes were gentle, and she gently stroked Han Xiaoru's swollen belly with one hand while talking to her son.

"Son, did you listen to your mother today?"

For Li Jianhao's behavior, Han Xiaoru has long been familiar with it. Since the day her belly swelled, he would talk to her son every day when she came back from get off work.

The strange thing is that since he was six months old, every time he spoke, the little guy in his belly would move his arms and legs, as if he could hear him.

Han Xiaoru chewed the beef jerky leisurely, while Li Jianhao continued to "talk" with his son.

"Son, when Dad came back just now, I heard your mother say that you only have grandma and no grandma. This sentence is a lie to you,"

Knowing that Li Jianhao heard her complaining, Han Xiaoru didn't feel guilty at all, and continued to chew beef jerky contentedly. In the kitchen, Li Guilan's whole body was not well.

She didn't mean to eavesdrop, but this apartment is so big, more than 100 square meters, the kitchen and the living room are connected. Hearing what Li Jianhao said, the rice that Li Guilan just scooped up almost spilled when she ran away. Hold on with the other hand.

Li Guilan was beating drums in her heart, worried that something was wrong. He would definitely be upset when his daughter said this about Jianhao's mother.

With her around, although there will be no quarrels, there will be awkward ones.

Putting a scoop of rice on the counter, Li Guilan walked towards the living room, wanting to try to persuade her to reconcile a few words so that the husband and wife would not be embarrassed by this.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, my worry-free daughter not only refused to admit her mistake, but even added fuel to the flames.

As soon as Li Guilan walked to the door, she heard her daughter say, "I didn't lie to my son. I will tell him so when he is born! Who told your mother to take me to the hospital? If I hadn't met Mr. Mo, my son would have died. It's long gone."

"Papapa, crow's mouth!" Li Jianhao spit out a few mouthfuls, looking at Han Xiaoru's displeasure, "My son is fine! Don't say that in the future!"

Knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue, Han Xiaoru stuck out her tongue guiltily.

Li Jianhao continued to put on a tiger face and warned, "Stop cursing your son in the future, and spank your ass again next time!"

Han Xiaoru curled her lips, "It seems to be just your own son, isn't it also my son? I wish my son better than anyone else!"

"Yes, yes, it is our son. In the future, we are not allowed to instill unhealthy thoughts in our son."

(End of this chapter)