The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1052
Li Weimin smiled, leaned forward and put the teacup back, looked at his "nephew", and said, "If the eldest brother is alive, maybe he doesn't want me to marry a wife."

Although Han Xiaoru next to Li Jianhao didn't know the secret words between the uncle and nephew, he understood that the conversation between the two was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

He raised his head for some unknown reason, and saw that Li Jianhao seemed to be confronting the elder who was diagonally opposite him, and quietly tugged on his shirt. Li Jianhao retracted his gaze, and his lowered eyes fell on Han Xiaoru's face, seeing her pursing her lips and looking at him. In myself, the stagnation in my heart was so suppressed that I really wanted to find a place to vent it. My sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and my slender fingers pinched Han Xiaoru's chin and leaned over to bite her lips lightly.

After getting up, he pressed his thumb on her lips and rubbed it lightly, and asked with a smile, "Why, are you unhappy when you are left out?"

Li Jianhao's intimacy made Li Weimin covered his lips and coughed lightly, and then leaned forward and offered himself a cup of tea to cover up his embarrassment.

Li Weihua was confused at first, and also felt that the confrontation between the two seemed to mean something. He was secretly guessing that Li Jianhao suddenly made such a fuss. Although the society is now open, she is an elder after all. Unavoidably embarrassed, he reminded him dumbfounded, "Jianhao, be careful, your second uncle and I are still here."

And I!snort! Li Jiayue, who was watching TV, also opened her mouth, and suddenly jumped up from the sofa, threw half of the apple in her hand on the carpet, snorted dissatisfiedly, shook her arms and walked towards the door.

Han Xiaoru bit her lip shyly, like a child who did something wrong, she didn't dare to raise her head.

Li Jianhao leaned on the sofa disapprovingly, and exhaled.

Seeing Li Jiayue's leaving figure, Li Weihua murmured to himself in puzzlement, "What's wrong with this girl? What's wrong with her being intimate with her?"

Li Weimin chuckled, perhaps he understood the reason.

Li Jiayue's attitude towards Han Xiaoru was obviously hostile only among women.

As soon as Li Jiayue left, Zhang Cuilan came out of the kitchen with Bao'er in her arms. Hearing the slam of the door, she glanced at the sofa again, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Jiayue?"

Li Weihua was about to say that he didn't know, but the second brother Li Weimin smiled and said, "Ask your precious son."

Zhang Cuilan hugged her grandson and sat down, "Jianhao, did you make Jiayue Office happy?"

Li Jianhao said casually while following Han Xiaoru's ponytail, "How did I offend her? It's because she likes to lose her temper."

Zhang Cuilan turned to Li Weimin again, and before she could speak, Li Weihua beside her smiled and told what had happened, "Jianhao kissed Xiaoru just now, Jiayue is young and thin-skinned, and left as soon as she got angry."

Zhang Cuilan...

Turning his head to look at his son, and then turning to Li Weimin, the latter curled his lips slightly, and there were emotions in his phoenix eyes that only each other could understand.

Zhang Cuilan smiled and said, "Don't worry about her, she will come back after dinner anyway."

While talking, Li Jianpeng and his wife opened the door and walked in, and greeted several elders in the hall politely.

Looking at the couple's outfits, Han Xiaoru couldn't help but lament that rich people really like to make troubles. They obviously live in a "community" and the farthest distance is only ten minutes away, but it is not too troublesome to dress up.

If it was her, the daughter-in-law who lived so close and had been married for many years would have come here just because of a set of plush pajamas, which would be easy and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)