The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1513 As far as the eye can see, it is forever: a family of three (2000+)

Zhang Cuilan felt warm in her heart, because the uncle didn't blame her son, but she still reached out and hugged the little guy who caused trouble. Li Jianpeng had a note to play with and didn't resist anymore.

Zhang Cuilan looked at Li Weimin shyly and timidly, and said angrily, "Don't spoil children like this in the future, you will spoil Jianpeng like this!"

Li Weimin stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, and said with a smile on his handsome face, "Jianpeng is my son, I don't want him to spoil who?"

"But you will still get married in the future. When you have children again, you won't be so spoiled with Jianpeng like you are now!"

Zhang Cuilan felt uncomfortable when she thought that her uncle would marry a wife and have children in the future.

"Who said I'm getting married?" Li Weimin asked with a smile.

"But you're going to get married sooner or later, even if you don't want to, your parents won't agree!" Zhang Cuilan turned her face away sadly.

Seeing the hypocritical appearance of the woman, Li Weimin sighed helplessly, "How many times do I have to say it before you will remember! I won't get married, I won't talk about girlfriends, and I will stay by your and your son's side for the rest of my life!"

Li Weimin's sincere words are more beautiful than love words. While Zhang Cuilan was moved, what came to mind was Li Weizheng's promise:

As long as Weimin is not married, I will acquiesce in your relationship...

Zhang Cuilan was looking forward to and embarrassed at the thought of being secretly with her uncle for the rest of her life.

"Cuilan, if I promise, I will definitely keep it. You must not doubt it anymore." Li Weimin said softly.

Zhang Cuilan nodded, and said shyly, "Before Weizheng went on a business trip, he said... Let us work hard to get pregnant when he comes back."

Li Weimin raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled happily, "Okay, let's work hard together when we get back tonight."

Li Weimin asked his secretary to type up another document and send it in. When the secretary left, he ordered the driver to drive him to a department store to buy food for his "nephew". Zhang Cuilan played with her son in the office, feeling unprecedentedly sweet in her heart.

At noon, the family of three got out of the restaurant, which was a halal restaurant. Li Weimin specially asked him to steam a small bowl of egg custard for his son. Although Li Jianpeng was not yet weaned, the child always had to add some staple food after the week.

I ordered siu mai and mutton soup, and Li Weimin added more money, and the mutton soup was quite generous. During the meal, Li Weimin hugged Li Jianpeng again, "I'll feed Jianpeng, you can eat it while it's hot, because it smells bad when it's cold."

"how about you?"

"I'm fine. I'll accompany customers and eat out often." Li Weimin scooped up a small spoonful of egg custard, blew it gently before feeding it to Li Jianpeng.After a week, the child was surprised to see everything. He stretched out his hand across the table to grab the siu mai placed between the two of them. When he didn't catch it, he turned back and patted Li Weimin's arm anxiously, "Dad, yes! Yes!"

"Wait, Dad will pick it up!" Li Weimin put down the spoon, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of siu mai and put it in his own bone dish.

Zhang Cuilan hurriedly stopped, "Weimin, Jianpeng is still young, and beef is hard to digest!"

"It's okay, my son is not that delicate, I'll feed him some skin."

Li Weimin spoke with a smile. Before he could peel off the siu mai, the little guy sitting on his lap anxiously reached out and grabbed it, and threw it away immediately after grabbing it.

The little hand was brought in front of him, wrinkled his little nose, pursed his mouth and kept "hoo hoo", and muttered, "Hot, hot!"

Zhang Cuilan laughed angrily at the cute appearance of the little guy, and said with a stern face, "You deserve it, let's see if you dare to take it next time!"

After Zhang Cuilan finished speaking, Li Jianpeng turned his head, grabbed Li Weimin's arm and pulled towards Zhang Cuilan, "Dad, beat up! Beat up! Mom is bad! Scold Pengpeng..."

The little guy grabbed his father's hand and kept waving it vigorously, as if he would not stop until he hit his mother.

Li Weimin had no choice but to pretend to pat Zhang Cuilan's hand. For some reason, Zhang Cuilan was a little jealous.

In my uncle's heart, his son is more important than her!
"Haha..." The little guy clapped his hands and smiled happily at Zhang Cuilan.

Zhang Cuilan was angry, put down her chopsticks, and stared at her son's luck.

Li Weimin shook his head helplessly looking at his womanly and childish appearance.

Li Jianpeng, who has passed the week, knows how to read the faces of adults. Seeing that his mother is unhappy, he hastily pouted his little mouth to please him, "Hoo, Pengpeng..."

Even though Zhang Cuilan was full of jealousy, she was irritated by her son's flattery, so she grabbed the chopsticks helplessly again.

"Little villain!" Li Weimin wrapped the little guy up with a pampering expression on his face, and put some meat stuffing on the little guy's lips, "Come on, dad, feed me some meat."

Li Jianpeng opened his mouth to pick up the minced meat, wrinkled his nose exaggeratedly and clicked his mouth fragrantly. After eating, he opened his mouth to Li Weimin again, "Dad, Xiangxiang,"

Li Weimin devoted himself to feeding his son and didn't eat any food. Zhang Cuilan couldn't see it, so she put a piece of siu mai in her bone dish, dipped it in white vinegar, and brought the bone dish to Li Weimin's lips.

"Eat it too, don't just focus on feeding the children, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Looking into Zhang Cuilan's eyes, Li Weimin opened his mouth and wrapped a whole siu mai in his mouth, chewing and saying, "It's delicious."

"Ah, Pengpeng wants to..." The little guy had already swallowed the food in his mouth, and opened his mouth anxiously at Li Weimin.

"Jianpeng is in no hurry, daddy."

The meal was warm, Li Weimin was busy feeding his son, Zhang Cuilan was busy feeding him and herself, the little guy opened his little hand to Zhang Cuilan when he was almost done eating.

"Mom, hug, eat grandma~"

Zhang Cuilan took her son over, and the child had to drink a little milk every day after lunch, and then fell asleep in her arms.

The family of three wanted a private room, and there were no other guests in it, but one by one
Zhang Cuilan looked at Li Weimin shyly, and the latter picked up the chopsticks and ate on his own, "My son is hungry, look at me, and I have no milk."

After finishing speaking, she continued without waiting for Zhang Cuilan to say anything, "There's nothing to be shy about, you're an old couple."

"Mom, grandma~" Li Jianpeng anxiously grabbed Zhang Cuilan's skirt, and his two thick legs were thumping anxiously.

Biting her lower lip shyly, Zhang Cuilan lifted her skirt.

On the opposite side, Li Weimin raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes fell on Zhang Cuilan's full circle of milk, and he smiled softly.

Li Jianpeng was already asleep when he came out of the restaurant, worried that his son would be cold, so Li Weimin wrapped his woolen coat around the little guy.

Holding her son in her hands, Zhang Cuilan followed beside her, "Weimin, if you don't waste your time, send Jianpeng and me back."

Li Weimin turned his eyes and looked over, "What are you doing back home, just you two, why don't you stay with me in the office?"

Zhang Cuilan lowered her head, "Won't that delay your work?"

Although Li Weimin was thin, but his arms were strong, he supported the sleeping little guy with one hand and wrapped Zhang Cuilan over with the other, and said with a smile, "What's wrong, you and your son are under your nose, so you are more motivated to work."

(End of this chapter)