The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1383 As far as the eye can see, it will last forever: If it is her fault, divorce her

Seeing the young man's satisfied appearance, Zhang Cuilan unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.

"Sister-in-law, sit down quickly, don't stand!" Li Weimin said while picking up the small spoon, Zhang Cuilan pulled his lips again, "No, I'm going back, you eat slowly."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cuilan turned around, and behind her, the young man's indistinct voice sounded.

"Sister-in-law, tomorrow is still this time!"

Zhang Cuilan...

Turning his head in confusion, he realized that the boy's attention was all on the Jiuniang meatballs. It turned out that he asked himself to bring supper over at this time tomorrow.

Just about to nod in agreement, just one by one
Recalling what Li Weizheng proposed... Zhang Cuilan immediately refused, and said with a smile, "Let the servants in your house do it, and my sister-in-law won't come over."

"I don't want it, what they make is not as good as my sister-in-law's!" Li Weimin took another ball and put it in his mouth, chewing and sticking out his tongue to lick his lips.

Zhang Cuilan felt that she was hopeless, her uncle just acted unconsciously, and she actually remembered... when Li Wei was kissing her.

With a hot face, Zhang Cuilan was about to turn around and leave, but the boy said again before taking the meatballs.

"Good sister-in-law, why don't you help me? You broke my newly bought recorder and didn't ask you to pay for it. Sister-in-law, good sister-in-law, I like to eat the rice balls made by you."

Li Weimin could hold Zhang Cuilan's hand seven inches. She knew the price of the tape recorder. Although the Li family was rich, she lost a person's annual salary.

Feeling guilty, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

"Okay, my sister-in-law will make it for you tomorrow."

"I knew that my sister-in-law loved me the most, and she didn't give it to Weihua!"

Zhang Cuilan felt even more guilty about the young man's unconscious words. If it was before, Li Weimin would not think too much about saying this, because she is still a student after all.

But her husband Li Wei was asking her to borrow her younger brother's seed to bear a child, and he said that he loved her. Zhang Cuilan felt guilty and said perfunctorily, "I'm going back," and left as if fleeing.

Seeing Zhang Cuilan's flustered back, Li Weimin turned his head puzzled, and the boy's brows were tightly frowned.

"What's wrong with sister-in-law? Why are you in such a panic..."

Li Weizheng was called over by his mother again.

Zhang Cuilan remained silent, and her mother-in-law Wu Fengzhen seemed to have lost her patience, and said with a cold face.

"Next Monday, you go to the company later, and I'll take you and Cuilan to the hospital for an examination to find out whose fault it is!"

Li Weizheng...

After being stunned for a long time, he forced a smile, "Mom, no need."

"What's the point!" Li Weizheng was stopped by Wu Fengzhen as soon as he opened his mouth. Sitting opposite his son, there was an undeniable firmness on his face.

"I think you are protecting your daughter-in-law! Weizheng, you protect me and don't care about other things, but you must listen to me in this matter!"

In the last sentence, Wu Fengzhen's voice was raised again, and she looked at her son with displeasure. Seeing that Li Wei was being yelled at by her, she slowed down her tone again and spoke earnestly.

"Weizheng, you are mother's son, and mother is doing it for your own good. Since you are just married and your relationship is not that strong, if it is really Cuilan's fault, you should leave quickly and start talking about a new wife."

"Mom, Cuilan is my first wife."

At this time, Li Weizheng was not worried about his hidden illness being discovered, and his mind was full of the fact that his mother asked him to divorce Zhang Cuilan.

"So what if we get married? No matter how virtuous and beautiful she is, she's still a chicken that can't lay eggs!"

(End of this chapter)