The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 938 Correct me, I am not Hai Laner's fiancé
But she still pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Uncle Chu, where are you taking me?"

"My family." Leaning in the back seat, Chu Silu closed his eyes and rested his mind. During this period of time, he had social activities every day and hardly had much rest.

"Uncle Chu!" Haimiler called out in surprise, Chu Silu hummed lightly, and said lazily, "I'm listening."

At this time, Chu Silu was wearing a dark blue suit, and the windbreaker on his shoulders was also the same color. He clasped his hands in front of him, leaned on the back chair and closed his eyes.

His short hair was waxed and neatly tied behind his head. Even though the light in the car was dim, from Haimil's angle, the outline of his side face was still deep and clear.

In the past, as long as she looked at his profile, she would involuntarily stretch her finger on his full forehead, and slowly slide it down along the bridge of the nose.

At this time, she also had this urge, but her current status did not allow her to do so.

He looked at the man resting with his eyes closed.Haimiler pretended to be powerless and drooped her shoulders, "Uncle Chu, do you know that it's wrong for you to do this,"

"Yeah," there was another faint response, seeing Chu Silu's laziness, Haimiler tried her best to restrain the little devil in her heart and didn't pounce on him and tear him apart.

He licked his lips and continued to speak the truth, "You are my sister's fiancé..."

"Correct me, I'm not Hailan'er's fiancé."

This time, before Haimiler finished speaking, Chu Silu interrupted her, and her brows frowned, as if she was talking about something serious.

"But my sister has always regarded you as her fiancé!" Haimiler said innocently, well, she admitted that it was the little devil in her heart who was at work, so she said it so bluntly on purpose.

In fact, I feel a little uncomfortable because of this man's duplicity.

She had heard their conversation outside the door of the clubhouse just now. Li Shushu asked him if he had any thoughts about himself, but Chu Shushu refused to admit it, and said that he could have any thoughts about a child?
Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that he still remembered the first night with her, she would not have given him a chance so easily.

"That's her wishful thinking!" Chu Silu was still resting with his eyes closed, but the words he said were heartless.

Haimiler pursed her lips and smiled secretly, a smirk flashed quickly in her eyes.

Soon he pretended to be worried and asked, "Uncle Chu, have you greeted your father? Also, why did you go to your house?"

Chu Silu still closed his eyes, ignoring Haimiler's question.

"Uncle Chu..."

……

"Uncle Chu?"

Seeing that the man was pretending to be silent, Haimil smiled wickedly, took out the phone from the pocket of his jeans, and said to himself, "I'll call my father and ask him to send his phone to pick me up."

"Mi'er!" Chu Silu suddenly opened his eyes, his slightly frowned eyebrows seemed to be blaming and helpless. Under Hai Mier's puzzled gaze, he wrapped his big palm around her wrist and took the phone over, hanging down. He checked with his eyes to see if she had dialed the number.

Haimiler still maintained a puzzled look, but her tightly pursed lips were already trembling slightly, which was her suppressed smile.

Bad sorghum, let you ignore people, there are plenty of ways to deal with you.

Seeing that Haimil hadn't dialed Hegson's number, Chu Silu was relieved. For three years, late at night was the hardest time. Sometimes he would lean on the sofa and have a drink. Red wine, even the pervert prepares a glass on the opposite side, and then lights a cigar...I imagined that Liang Kaola was sitting opposite him, tasting foreign wine and smoking cigars with him.

(End of this chapter)