The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 191

"Mom doesn't know what's popular or not. I'm getting older and I don't like it."

Ou Yalan patted Zeng Li's hand, "Mom just likes my daughter's long hair, like a fairy, how pretty!"

Ou Yalan sighed, his eyes looked far away, Zeng Li felt sore.

I remember that when I was a child, my mother helped her comb her hair. At that time, she had long hair, which was straight and thick. The girls in the same class were all envious of her beautiful long hair.

"Mom, I've grown up." Zeng Li bent his lips, and the corners of his lips looked bitter.

"Yes!" Ou Yalan sighed again, retracted her eyes, raised her hand to cover Zeng Li's big brown waves, and stroked gently.

"My daughter has grown up, and my mother is also old."

"Mom, you are not old, you are still young."

"Don't make mom happy," Ou Yalan said, but still smiled happily, "You are already 31, why isn't mom old? Look," Ou Yalan turned his head slightly, "Mom's hair is all white, and it's still old. Not old."

Zeng Li's heart moved, he didn't want to miss this good opportunity, he raised his hand to Ou Yalan's hair, and said with a smile.

"Mom, just one, I'll help you get it off."

While speaking, without waiting for Ou Yalan to agree, she pulled the white hair off, held it between her fingers and asked curiously, "Mom, why is the white hair brighter than the black hair?"

It's too obvious to put it away directly, so I can only take advantage of it when no one is paying attention.

Ou Yalan took back the silver hair from Zeng Li's hand, sighed and said, "Because it is transparent, the voice looks shiny."

After speaking, he took the silver hair and got up and walked to the public restroom on the first floor.

Zeng Li...

The hair just got lost just like that, and she could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.

When Ou Yalan turned back again, the silver thread in his hand had already been thrown into the trash can.

Sitting next to Zeng Li, on the other side, Jon took the initiative to bring up the topic, chatting with Zeng Guoliang very speculatively.

"Xiao Li, stay at home tonight, it's Jon's first visit."

"Mom, no, Jon isn't used to living in other people's homes, he's being hypocritical!"

Zeng Li politely refused, using Jon as a shield.

Unexpectedly, the speculative Jon who was chatting with Zeng Guoliang suddenly stopped, looking at Ou Yalan with great excitement.

"No, I'm not hypocritical at all, I just don't like to live in hotels!"

Ou Yalan smiled and said, "Look, Jon has promised to live at home, but you, use him as an excuse."

Zeng Li...

Although my mother's words seemed like a joke, it was really embarrassing to be exposed.

He gave Jon a hard look, and the latter raised his eyebrows slightly, as if expressing his good mood.

"Okay," Zeng Li had no choice but to agree, "Then disturb you and Dad's rest."

"This kid is from the same family, why are you so polite!" Ou Yalan annoyed feigning displeasure.

Mo Zhiqian had already peeled the apple, cut it in the middle with a fruit knife, divided it into two, gave half to Zeng Huiyun, and sent the remaining half to... Zeng Li.

Everyone was stunned, because Mo Zhiqian acted so straightforwardly and did not avoid suspicion.

Zeng Huiyun had just picked up the apple and hadn't even eaten it yet. Her eyes were fixed on the half of the apple that Mo Zhiqian held up in front of Zeng Li. The half in her hand was almost crushed by her.

It was Ou Yalan who reacted first and said with a smile.

"Xiao Li, hurry up and take it, Zhiqian is very tired holding it."

Normal tone, normal emotions, those who don't know the inside story think how harmonious this family is.

In fact, the complexity inside is only clear to the family.

(End of this chapter)