The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1039 Don't you think Second Uncle cares too much about Mom?

"Oh, embarrassment, there are many people who embarrass the Li family!" After Li Weimin finished speaking, Li Jianhao answered with a sneer, with obvious sarcasm in his words.

On the sofa next to him, his mother Zhang Cuilan suddenly turned her head and looked over.

Li Weimin, who was on the opposite sofa, also choked, his hands on the armrests clenched tightly, and he obviously looked displeased but didn't say anything.

Li Jianpeng looked at his mother and then at "Second Uncle" and said with a smile, "Jianhao, what are you talking about, who has embarrassed our Li family?"

Before Li Jianpeng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Jianhao, who sneered again, and said pointedly, "Our mother is the grandmother who is the head of the Li family, who knows what has done better than anyone else."

Li Weimin subconsciously looked at Zhang Cuilan. The latter bit her lips tightly, her face was bloodless, and her breathing seemed rapid as if she was trying to hold back something.

Li Jianpeng took the initiative to grab his mother's hand as if to comfort her, but Zhang Cuilan instinctively held it tightly.

Although Li Jianhao didn't make it clear, in fact, several people knew it well, especially the obvious contempt in his eyes, which pierced into Zhang Cuilan's heart like a sharp knife, mercilessly cutting her wounds that had gradually healed Peeling off again, let the humiliating blood flow wantonly.

The scene of humiliation more than [-] years ago popped up unconsciously again. The man looked down at her and said coldly, if you don't have sex with Weimin, you will find more men tomorrow!I don't believe it, if you let them take turns serving you every day, you won't be able to conceive!

Thinking of that scene, Zhang Cuilan's shoulders trembled visibly.

"Mom, it's all over," Li Jianpeng comforted softly, holding his mother's hand tightly, and at the same time stretching his arms around his mother's shoulders.

Li Weimin saw Zhang Cuilan's reaction in his eyes, felt very distressed, and wanted to come over to comfort him, but because Li Jianhao was also there, he could only keep a certain distance. When he looked back at Li Jianhao, there was obvious displeasure in his phoenix eyes, When he spoke, his stern tone was also reproachful.

"Jianhao! You are too big! Don't you have a limit on what to say and what not to say? This is only me and your eldest brother, what will you think if other relatives in the clan hear it? Isn't it true? Let those caring people have the opportunity to make excuses for this matter!"

Li Jianhao also saw Zhang Cuilan's reaction, sighed, stood up from the single sofa, walked over to sit on the other side of Zhang Cuilan, grabbed his mother's hand with one hand and put it on his shoulder and said, "Mom, look at you, I was just joking, are you so angry?"

Li Jianhao patted the back of his mother's hand lightly, "Don't be angry, it's my son's fault. I live outside because I can't hold back my mouth, so you won't be out of sight and out of mind ha."

Zhang Cuilan took a long breath, sighed and said, "Jianhao, some things are not what you see on the surface."

After finishing speaking, he took out his hand and stood up, "I'm tired, go back to the room and lie down for a while, you brothers can talk."

Seeing Zhang Cuilan's haggard back, Li Weimin felt pain in his heart, and regardless of Li Jianhao's "nephew", he got up and chased after him, grabbed Zhang Cuilan's arm with one hand and helped her waist with the other, and helped her up the stairs .

When the figures of the two disappeared upstairs, Li Jianhao withdrew his eyes and turned to his elder brother, and asked casually, "Brother, don't you think the second uncle cares a little bit about Mom?"

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(End of this chapter)