The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 382
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In the military off-road vehicle, Zeng Li and Li Xianglian sat in the back seat together, of course, it was Li Xianglian's request.

Cross-country slowly drove away, Li Xianglian turned his head to look at Zeng Li with a cold face, "You really don't have the same personality as your mother at all."

Zeng Li...

When she turned around, she was obviously puzzled, but remembering that everyone said she was the daughter of "Xiao Nuo", she realized it, and she politely rolled her lips without saying anything.

Li Xianglian has already turned his gaze back, looking forward, his eyes seem far away, "Your mother is a lively and cheerful girl, very lovable..."

Zeng Li...

He frowned again, reading a different taste from Li Xianglian's words.

Li Xianglian sighed heavily, "Hey, it's a pity, the beauty is so unlucky."

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Zeng Li found that when the chief in military uniform said this, there was a faint look of strangeness in the bottom of his eyes. It looked like pity, but in fact it was more like... grief.

Could it be that he and Xiao Nuo...

Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw Li Xianglian turned around, his originally majestic face now had a kind look, and even the lines of his eyebrows and eyes were softened.

"You look a lot like your mother, but you don't look too much alike. Your mother is more classical, and you are more Western. Maybe you inherited part of your father's genes."

Thinking of Zhang Shuqin's refusal to tell herself the answer, now, it's rare for someone to take the initiative to pick up her mother, how could Zeng Li let this opportunity go?
She licked her lips and asked tentatively, "Can you...can you tell me more about my mother?"

"Alas!" Another sigh, Li Xianglian turned back. Traditional soldiers, even if they sit in their exclusive car, still sit in a standard posture, with their hands resting on their knees and looking ahead.

"Your mother is very smart and excellent, but she is not nice to others!"

Zeng Li became even more confused, as if the man in front of him also implied that his mother's misfortune was due to his father.

Zhang Shuqin said so, now, this man also said so, Zeng Li smiled and said.

"Uncle, do you mean my father when you say being unkind?"

Li Xianglian turned around again, and when he looked at Zeng Li, the eyes that fell on the corners of his raised lips seemed to be looking at others through her.

"Uncle?" Seeing that Li Xianglian was distracted by him, Zeng Li reminded him aloud, Li Xianglian came back to his senses, smiled and said, "It's the past, don't mention it, it's sad."

Zeng Li found that no one seemed to want to mention his mother's past. For some reason, could it be...the mother had some ulterior secrets when she was young?

Before he could think about it, Li Xianglian spoke again, frowning in confusion, "Your father isn't in T City, why did you come to Rongcheng to work?"

"Ah, when I was young, I didn't do business properly, I didn't like economic management, and I studied art..."

"This is inherited from your mother." Zeng Li was interrupted by Li Xianglian before he finished speaking, his eyes full of smiles were very kind.

A picture that often appears in dreams emerges in the brain. On the lawn, a woman sits in front of the drawing board...

"Uncle, I don't have a deep memory of my childhood, but I often dreamed of a woman with fluttering hair sitting on the lawn and drawing." For the first time, Zeng Li told others what he often did, It also haunted her dreams for many years.

"That's it," Li Xianglian said with a smile, "Your mother likes to grow her hair long, and she doesn't mind the trouble. It reaches her waist. I asked her to cut some off, but she just refused."

(End of this chapter)