The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 383 Watching her grow up

Li Xianglian looked forward when he spoke, but Zeng Li could see clearly that his eyes were not focused at all, as if he was recalling the past.

If he guessed just now that this man had a subtle relationship with his mother, then Zeng Li can now be sure that the middle-aged man in front of him must like his mother very much, or have a good impression.

Smiling, Zeng Li continued to pretend to be unconscious.

"Are you familiar with my mother?"

Li Xianglian turned his head to look over, and smiled, "It's not just that I know her well, I watched her grow up."

One sentence once again surprised Zeng Li.

Watching his mother grow up... that means he is many years older than his mother...

He was sent to the hospital for an acute attack and died in vain at the age of 20...

Jon's words bounced out of his brain consciously, Zeng Li's chest stagnated and he had difficulty breathing.

My mother was only 20 years old when she died.I am 31 years old this year, if my mother is still alive, at most 60 years old, and this uncle looks like he should be almost [-] years old...

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zeng Li's brain was running fast, Li Xianglian seemed to see her doubts, and said with a smile, "I am eight years older than your mother, and your mother liked to be hugged by me when she was young. I was annoyed at first, but gradually it became a habit."

After finishing speaking, there was another sigh, Zeng Li came back to his senses, and pulled his lips reluctantly.

Li Xianglian looked at him and frowned, "If I remember correctly, how much older are you than Xiaohao..."

"I'm 31 years old." Interrupting Li Xianglian, Zeng Li took the initiative to tell his age and explained, "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I was pulled back by Li Muhao as a shield."

Zeng Li has her own ideas for being so frank. First, she doesn't want Li Xianglian to be misunderstood. In fact, she doesn't want to hear such unabashed disgust like Mr. Li.

Therefore, before Li Xianglian dislikes his "old age", tell the truth quickly to avoid being misunderstood.

In fact, Li Xianglian still misunderstood, looked at Zeng Li and said with a smile, "I didn't mean that," Zeng Li continued in astonishment, "I just want to tell you that the old man has a stubborn temper, but he has no ill intentions towards you."

Zeng Li...

How could she hear the meaning that she was trying to get her to associate with Li Muhao?

In fact, Li Xianglian meant this. It was rare for his son to be serious, and the other party was the daughter of his old friend. He didn't want his son to regret like himself for the rest of his life, so he was trying to match him up.

The two talked all the way, and the one-hour drive seemed to be very fast. Junpai off-road stopped at the side of the road in front of the company's gate. Zeng Li and Li Xianglian thanked each other, and the latter nodded kindly.

"Go to work, and come home often to play in the future."

Seeing Jun Pai cross-country returning along the original road and standing by the road, Zeng Li didn't look back for a long time.

Along the way, I chatted with Li Xianglian a lot, all about my mother's childhood, and those meaningful things that Zeng Li really wanted to know, Li Xianglian didn't mention, and he still obviously avoided some questions raised by her.

People are often like this, the more they want to hide, the more they want to explore, Zeng Li suddenly remembered that what everyone avoids talking about must be the illegal matter of "arms reselling" in that village.

Turning around and walking towards the company's gate, at this time, in the president's office, the assistant was reporting to Fu Wendi.

"President, Assistant Carry is back, and it was brought back by Chief Li's special car."

There is only one garrison headquarters in Rongcheng, and Li Xianglian is the biggest leader in the department.

Fu Wendi narrowed her phoenix eyes, unable to see the emotions inside, she nodded lightly, "Go, remember to tell the secretary to call carry over."

"Yes, President." The assistant bowed his head respectfully, and then left.

(End of this chapter)