The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1490 As far as the eye can see, it is forever: what else can I do (3000+)

At this time, the street lights in the yard had been turned off, and Li Weimin's face darkened as he got closer to Zhang Cuilan's residence.

Darker than the night outside the car window.

He wanted to take Zhang Cuilan back to his residence, but he couldn't do that.

Taking her home directly, and worrying about what her elder brother would do to her, was full of entanglement, and the car had already parked at Zhang Cuilan's residence.

Through the car window, Zhang Cuilan took a deep breath looking at the small western-style building in the darkness.

Holding the child in one hand and pushing the door of the car with the other, "Wei Min, thank you."

After a day of tossing, I finally had to go back to this home.

Li Weimin's hands covering the steering wheel tightened, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then spat it out, and pushed open the door of the cab, "I'll take you in."

"No, Weizheng won't be happy if he sees it."

"Even if the eldest brother didn't see it, he would know that I picked you up."

In the middle of the night, there were no buses at all, and Zhang Cuihua was gone, anyone with a little brain would have guessed it.

What's more, when he drove out, the driver and security at home knew about it.

Li Weimin walked ahead carrying the bag, Zhang Cuilan followed behind with the child in her arms, and the two walked into the small courtyard one after another.

Li Weimin knocked on the door. After several knocks, the door opened. There was no light in the hall. Under the night light, Li Weimin was standing in front of the door, holding on to the handle alone. He was wearing the shirt and trousers he wore at work.

"Brother, I sent Cuihua back, and brought my sister-in-law back by the way."

Li Weimin looked directly into his elder brother's eyes, without any sign of retreating from guilt, because a guilty conscience would only bring disadvantage to his sister-in-law.

"Come in." Li Weizheng looked at his younger brother lightly, then glanced behind him, and then turned his body sideways.

After Li Weimin walked in, he turned on the chandelier in the hall.

Zhang Cuilan lowered her head, like a little daughter-in-law who has done something wrong, and walked in behind Li Weimin.

Li Weimin put the bag on the sofa, "Brother, I'm going back first."

"Hmm." Li Wei was standing at the door, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, and nodded lightly, no emotion could be seen on his expressionless face.

Zhang Cuilan stood in the middle of the hall with her child in her arms, her lips pursed and her head bowed.

When he was about to go out, Li Weimin stopped again, turned around and said to Li Weizheng, "Sister-in-law is at her mother's house..."

Li Weimin stopped halfway through his words, and waved his hand, "Forget it, it's getting late, you guys should rest."

He knew that his elder brother Li Weizheng would understand what he meant.

The moment the door closed, Li Weizheng turned around, put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at Zhang Cuilan and asked coldly.

"What happened at my mother's house?"

Zhang Cuilan pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

Ever since she was slapped by Li Weizheng that time, she was afraid of him in her heart.

"Did they make things difficult for you?" Li Weizheng's voice was still cold, just like the expression on his face at this time.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Cuilan murmured, "No, it's just that my sister-in-law is worried that I will upset you by going back to my mother's house..."

"So they drove you back?" Li Weimin narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly.

"They didn't drive me away, I wanted to come back myself."

Zhang Cuilan's voice couldn't be lowered. Although her sister-in-law didn't directly chase her away, there was no difference between deliberately crying and making a fuss.

"Go back to your room and rest."

Li Weimin said with a blank face, and walked over to pick up Li Jianpeng who was sleeping soundly, and walked to the stairs first.

Seeing Li Weizheng's back, Zhang Cuilan hesitated for a moment, then followed.

Li Wei was just putting the child on the bed, and untied the wrapped quilt with his thin fingers. From Zhang Cuilan's perspective, the lines of his side face were tense, clearly showing an expression of displeasure.

Fingers tangled together helplessly, Zhang Cuilan walked over.

"Weizheng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't..."

"See if Jianpeng has peed, and then go take a shower," Li Weizheng turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Zhang Cuilan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the quilt that wrapped the child, and changed the diaper for the little one.

Unexpectedly, Li Weizheng did not pursue the matter of Zhang Cuilan running back to her mother's house without saying a word, nor did he ask why his brother Li Weimin was the one who picked her up.

In the darkness, the couple lying on the bed each faced the front, leaving each other with a back view.

"Are you jealous?" Li Weizheng's voice came from behind, and he asked without thinking.

Zhang Cuilan suddenly opened her eyes, she was clearly not asleep yet, but she was terrified as if she had been awakened.

Before he could react, his body had already been pulled over by Li Weizheng. In the darkness, the husband and wife were facing each other.

"Tell me, how does it feel to see me pressed against your cousin?"

Li Weizheng gently caressed Zhang Cuilan's face with his fingers, but the words he said were not humane.

Without waiting for Zhang Cuilan to reply, she continued, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable, huh?"

"Weizheng, you did it on purpose, didn't you?" After hesitating for a while, Zhang Cuilan asked the question in her heart.

But she couldn't figure out why her husband would do that.

"Um,"

Li Weizheng admitted, rubbing his thumb back and forth on Zhang Cuilan's lips, and in the darkness, his eyes also fell there, like an inadvertent movement, the eyes were stained with the black color of the dark night.

"Tell me, is it very uncomfortable, and the chest is suffocating like cotton?"

Zhang Cuilan was startled, not understanding how Li Weizheng could understand her feelings.

And Li Weizheng, as if talking to himself, after asking, before she could answer, he covered his thin lips and came over, and a suppressed voice sounded between the two of them as they sucked kisses.

"That's how I feel, Cuilan, can you feel it..."

Zhang Cuilan finally understood what he meant, he meant...every time she made out with her uncle...that's how he felt.

"Cuilan, you finally feel my pain..."

With a sigh-like voice, full of deep despair, Li Weizheng covered Zhang Cuilan's body, and landed on the hand biting his side, kneading fiercely.

"I'm a man...I'm your husband...but I want to watch you making out with other men, Cuilan...you know how painful my heart is..."

When Li Weizheng said this, Zhang Cuilan suddenly felt very guilty. On the way back, she and her uncle...

The hand holding the bed sheet landed on Li Weizheng's back, patting it lightly while comforting him, "Weizheng, I'm sorry, I didn't know you would be in such pain, I'm sorry..."

Apart from being sorry, Zhang Cuilan didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Speaking of him being the instigator, she didn't even think about it. At the beginning, she was so panicked and frightened. Only when she knew in her heart that she also made a lot of determination did she take that step.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry!" In the darkness, a sigh sounded, "Cuilan, I know you blame me in your heart, but I can't help it!"

Following this sigh, Zhang Cuilan felt a chill in her chest, and instinctively exclaimed.

"Wei Zheng, what do you want to do!"

Li Weizheng raised his head, with a bitter self-mockery on his lips, "What else can I do, I just want to kiss you."

The appearance of Li Weizheng made Zhang Cuilan feel distressed, but a certain picture popped up unconsciously.

Just think about me for a few minutes every day, okay... Then I will know that I am not alone in my unrequited love...

Zhang Cuilan closed her eyes, and a curve rose to the corner of her lips.

Be it selfish or dissolute, because if you promise, you must fulfill your promise.

The willow trees on both sides of the road in Li's courtyard stood in rows, and their long branches swayed with the majesty. It was originally a quiet night, but because of the figure leaning on the trunk, it looked cold and lonely.

After parking the car in the garage, Li Weimin stood here, under the willow tree in front of the gate of the two residences of his brother and sister-in-law.

This location is facing the small western-style building, as long as you raise your eyes slightly, you will see the master bedroom.

He knew that even if something like that happened again, he wouldn't be able to stop it, but he just didn't feel at ease.

So standing in the night, leaning against the tree trunk, silently watching the room he crawled into for countless nights.

The corners of his lips twitched unconsciously, and Li Weimin laughed secretly. He didn't know when he became a villain. For the first few nights, he slept on the stool at the end of the bed. Later, he couldn't help falling asleep. By her side.

As for this woman, she slept so deeply that he didn't even know that she was taken into his arms.

Taking advantage of the night, he raised his wrist to look at the time, and there were still 10 minutes and [-] o'clock.

After exhaling, Li Weimin straightened up and walked towards his residence.

His woman is safe and sound, and his mood is extraordinarily relaxed and happy.

……

It wasn't until she heard Li Weizheng's even breathing that Zhang Cuilan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Li Weizheng didn't lose his temper, it was like a dream, a little unreal.

Zhang Cuilan turned over, her back was facing Li Weizheng, the corners of her lips were raised when she fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, Li Weizheng was no longer by my side. Li Jianpeng in the crib was babbling and eating his little fists. The quilt had been kicked back, and his two little fat legs were exposed to the air.

The winter in T City is cold, but the small western-style building is equipped with heating. Even if the temperature outside is more than [-] degrees below zero, people inside only need to wear sweaters.

Zhang Cuilan rushed to the crib and carried the little one out.

The little villain did something bad again, Zhang Cuilan washed the child before carrying her downstairs.

Li Wei was sitting on the sofa, not knowing who he was talking to on the phone, his brows and eyes were cold, and he carefully observed a feeling of displeasure.

Zhang Cuilan thought he was talking about business, so she sat down on the sofa next to her and silently raised her skirt to feed the little guy breakfast.

Li Weizheng glanced at her, and said calmly into the receiver, "It's okay to hang up."

After speaking, he hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to speak.

Turning to Zhang Cuilan, she said seriously, "You are not allowed to go back to your mother's house again!"

The call just now was from Wang Qin. She wanted to ask her daughter what time she got home last night. When she heard her son-in-law's voice, she explained a few words guiltily.

When Zhang Cuilan called him yesterday, he didn't think much about it. He didn't think much until he saw that she was still holding the baby back so late, and he already guessed something in his heart.

The younger brother deliberately hesitated to speak, and the mother-in-law carefully explained that everything meant that his wife was unhappy after returning to her natal home.

This kind of relative who doesn't want to see his wife doesn't matter.

Zhang Cuilan was taken aback for a moment before she realized that the call just now should be from her family.

But looking at her husband's appearance, she should be unhappy, so she hesitated and asked cautiously.

"Weizheng, business matters in the future...will you still contact my dad?"

(End of this chapter)