The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1382 As far as the eye can see, it will last forever: I will not force you (2000+)

Zhang Cuilan responded perfunctorily and hurried out of Li Weimin's residence, holding a tape recorder the size of a palm, and stumbled back all the way.

Looking at his panic-stricken wife, Li Weizheng frowned slightly.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

I specifically asked the Jiuniang meatballs to increase the amount of alcohol. My younger brother Li Weimin is not good at drinking, and people who are slightly drunk will become weak. Then the wife will work harder to achieve the goal.

"Weizheng, I...I can't do it." Zhang Cuilan stood at the door of the bedroom, rubbing the recorder with her hand, because she was nervous.

Li Weizheng got up from the sofa and pulled her over, grabbed Zhang Cuilan's wrist and pulled her to the front of the sofa.

Zhang Cuilan mechanically followed him and sat down, the hand holding the tape recorder was still grasping restlessly.

Li Wei was taking the tape recorder she was holding and putting it on the coffee table in front of her, then turned back and grabbed Zhang Cuilan's hands.

Knowing what he was going to say next, Zhang Cuilan instinctively wanted to evade, turned her face to the side, and looked around uneasy, but refused to look at Li Weizheng's phoenix eyes.

"Cuilan." Li Weizheng yelled the two words heavily, and at the same time tightened his grip on Zhang Cuilan's wrist.

"I can't come forward for this kind of thing, only you can take the lead, Weimin is my younger brother, I don't want him to know the truth!
Only if you show up and let him have a good impression of you, then... I will pretend not to know. "

"I am your wife!" Zhang Cuilan complained in tears.

"Weizheng, I know you want a child, but have you ever thought about my feelings!"

Let her seduce her uncle, it is better to let her die!

With a sigh, Li Weizheng let go of Zhang Cuilan's wrist, turned around and slowly stood up, speaking with a heavy voice.

"Okay, I won't force you."

After finishing speaking, Li Wei was walking towards the big bed, his thin back was depressed and decadent.

Such Li Weizheng made Zhang Cuilan feel distressed, but one by one
She really can't do it!

Zhang Cuilan didn't get a good rest, the next morning Zhang Cuilan got angry a little late, the place around her was empty, and Li Weizheng got up early.

A few days ago he was still trying to work hard, but last night, only Zhang Cuilan was left behind.

The position next to the bed is one person away from Zhang Cuilan.

After getting up and washing up, Zhang Cuilan changed into clothes and went down the stairs. Li Wei was leaning on the sofa, not reading the newspaper, but staring blankly at somewhere with a cigarette in his mouth.

Zhang Cuilan didn't even notice it when she walked down.

"Weizheng, why did you get up so early?" Zhang Cuilan hesitated for a while, but had nothing to say.

Li Wei was looking back, "I can't sleep."

After speaking, I went to smoke the cigarette between my fingers.

Zhang Cuilan pursed her lips and opened her mouth to remind.

"The smoke is gone."

Li Weizheng looked down at the cigarette between his fingers, and then threw it into the ashtray.

Standing up from the sofa, "Let's go and have dinner."

Although Li Weizheng looked normal, Zhang Cuilan could clearly hear his sigh.

When the two passed by, it was already past meal time, and all the Li family members were sitting at the dining table waiting for the couple.

The old man didn't move his chopsticks, and the others couldn't eat first, so they had to wait for the couple to come and eat together.

Seeing Zhang Cuilan, Li Weimin complained sadly.

"Sister-in-law, why did you put so much wine in the wine balls last night? I still have a headache."

After eating the supper that Zhang Cuilan sent over last night, Li Weimin felt a little dazed. He was so drunk after eating the balls that he couldn't hold much alcohol.

"Oh, sister-in-law is doing it for the first time, so I don't have much experience." Zhang Cuilan forced a smile, not daring to look up at Li Weimin.

"I'm going to make less wine tonight and add more servings. I didn't eat enough last night."

"Ah, yes," Zhang Cuilan agreed perfunctorily, called "Grandpa" again, and sat down with Li Weizheng.

On the opposite side, Hu Yue'e pursed her lips unhappily.

"Hey, I said why did I come here so late, it turned out that I was not hungry at all after eating supper."

Zhang Cuilan glanced at Hu Yue'e, but said nothing.

When Zhang Cuilan didn't speak, Hu Yue'e thought she was guilty, sneered and continued to sarcastically say, "You are not hungry, but we are. Let everyone in the Li family wait for you! Lihua is pregnant again, if I Who is responsible for the starvation of the grandson!"

"Second Mom, why is our supper bothering you?" Li Weizheng asked displeasedly, with obvious coldness in his phoenix eyes.

"I don't want to wait for you to eat at my own residence, no one invites you over!"

"Old man, did you hear that? Your grandson is coming with us!" Hu Yue'e turned to the old man to complain. The old man glanced at her impatiently.

"Have a meal!"

After being reprimanded by the old lady, Hu Yue'e calmed down, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks resentfully.

But the cook at home was also terrified by her, Tang Lihua dropped the bowl and chopsticks and ran outside to vomit in the middle of breakfast.

But Hu Yuee was so bluffed, she also put down the bowls and chopsticks and hurried into the back kitchen, and ordered the cook to cook several more dishes. Seeing her so concerned about her pregnant daughter-in-law Zhang Cuilan, she was actually envious.

Subconsciously, he glanced at his mother-in-law Wu Fengzhen, and returned her a cold and displeased face.

Father-in-law Li Gongde is the same, pulling his face, as if he owes him money.

Li Weizheng said that Zhang Cuilan was not forced anymore, and he really did not force her anymore, and he did not ask her to deliver supper for his younger brother Li Weimin.

Zhang Cuilan felt very sorry for breaking Li Weimin's tape recorder. She planned to ask her husband Li Weizheng to buy a new one for her uncle.

Seeing that Li Weizheng was unhappy, he didn't dare to speak.

In the morning Li Weimin took the initiative to ask her for supper. Thinking about breaking his tape recorder, Zhang Cuilan made some wine glutinous rice balls and sent them over.

Li Wei was standing in front of the bedroom window, watching his wife walk out of the courtyard with an enamel basin, unable to see clearly the emotions inside her phoenix eyes.

Zhang Cuilan hadn't come yet when it was time to deliver the supper yesterday. Li Weimin was a little anxious. He grabbed the landline and wanted to make a call to his elder brother. He hesitated for a while and then put it back. repeatedly.

Every time Li Weimin picked up the landline, maybe his sister-in-law had already delivered it, but he was worried that his sister-in-law would forget about the supper.

While the boy was struggling, Zhang Cuilan had already walked in with an enamel basin.

"Sister-in-law, those who look forward to the stars and the moon, you are finally here!"

Li Weimin stood up and warmly greeted him. Before Zhang Cuilan could react, he had already taken the enamel basin in his hand.

Li Weimin walked quickly to the front of the sofa with the enamel basin in his hands, put the enamel basin on the coffee table, lifted the lid, stretched his head to smell it, and let out a satisfied sigh.

　My dears, the two chapters are together, two thousand words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)