Chapter 738

When Zhuang Qilin asks the address of Xiaoli's custom-made wedding dress, Zhuang long drives to that place.

When he really got to his destination, Zhuang long counseled him again.

Sitting in the car, he did not dare to get out of the car. He could only peep at the picture of the wedding dress shop at the other end of the glass wall from a distance like a perverted voyeur. He really saw Xiaoli and Bruce. Xiaoli had put on her wedding dress and stood in the hall, letting the shop assistants tidy her skirt.

Bruce stood by and looked at her quietly.

To be honest, the picture of them standing together is really a good match.

Zhuang long refuses to admit that Xiaoli in wedding dress is a mess.

She put on a wedding dress for another man, but Zhuang long couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and secretly take a profile of the man.

In store——

The soft music revolves in the house, Xiaoli stands in the wide room, wearing wedding dress, beautiful. She pulled the bra up a little, turned and asked Bruce, "what do you think?"

Bruce said, "it's a little tight."

Xiaoli said, "it's just right to wear tight."

"So it is."

Bruce looked at her seriously, and his eyes turned red. He said, "it's really beautiful. I can't wait to have a wedding." Xiao Li took a deep look at him and said softly, "soon, that day will come."

"That's right."

Xiaoli slowly turns around in front of the mirror and looks at the wedding dress. But from the mirror, she sees a white Audi parked on the street outside the window. Zhuanglong doesn't have many cars. There are only three cars in the garage, one Audi, one Bugatti and one SUV.

Seeing him, Xiao Li felt a pain in his heart.

Bruce found her in silence, staring in the mirror, as if thinking. He also looked in the mirror, did not see strange, but he knew Xiaoli, clear she must be in the mirror to see what, will show this expression.

The clever Bruce suddenly looks out of the window, which is just opposite to Zhuang long who rolled down the window to peep at them.

This eye docking, two men are a Leng.

Zhuang long felt hot on his face, and he felt ashamed.

Zhuang long drives and runs away.

Bruce made a calm appearance and said to Xiaoli, "if there is no other problem, it is it." He refers to Xiaoli's wedding dress.

Xiaoli said, "just it."

The wedding dress is very beautiful. It's very nice on her. It can't be more suitable.

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Zhuang long drove the car for a long distance, only to find that he drove the car to the downtown.

At the end of spring, we can't catch the tail. Summer is coming, and the city is busy. There was a lot of noise around him, but Zhuang long didn't seem to hear the noise. He was trapped in a lonely city. Park the car by the side of the road, Zhuang long opens the photo album and admires Xiaoli's wedding dress.

Their marriage was very hasty. They only got a certificate and didn't even have a wedding.

Zhuang long suddenly felt that Xiao Li was to blame for refusing himself last night.

There was a twisted hatred in his heart. He wanted Bruce to disappear from the world. He disappeared and Xiaoli belonged to him! This idea suddenly sprouted, and it startled Zhuang long. How could he!

Zhuang long quickly got out of the car and bought a bottle of ice water to calm down.

He is really in a bad mood. He especially wants to see his son, but his son is at school. Zhuang long ran to the gate of Zhuang Qilin's primary school, had a light meal in the dining room outside the school, and then went to the supermarket to buy many expensive snacks and handed them to the guard.

He sent a text message to Zhuang Qilin.

Zhuang long: I've brought you snacks. I'm at the gate of your school

Just after lunch, Zhuang Qilin, who is going to play football for a while, received the news, broke up with his friends and ran to the guard house alone. Zhuang Qilin wore a uniform and a brown school uniform. He looks like Xiaoli, but his temperament is cold. I don't know who he looks like.

Zhuang Qilin stood behind the door and hooked his lips to Zhuang long.

He said, "wait a minute, I'll let the security guard let you in."

Zhuang Qilin communicates with the security guard in person. After confirming that the man outside is his father, the guard allows Zhuang long to enter the campus. Zhuang long takes out his ID card and goes to the playground with the bag of snacks.

Zhuang Qilin picked out a packet of potato chips from the snack. He ate one and said to Zhuang long, "mom usually forbids me to eat potato chips."

"Fried food is to eat less."

Zhuang Qilin raised his head and asked his father, "then why do you want to buy it for me?"

Zhuang long said, "because your mother is not here."

Zhuang Qilin sneered, squinted and ate another potato chip.

"Those are my friends, Jackson and Jonathan." Zhuang Qilin and Zhuang long sat down in the stands. He said, "we will have a sports meeting before the holidays. Do you want to watch it?"

Zhuang long was flattered and asked, "can I come?"

"Of course." Zhuang Qilin looked serious and said, "you are my father. Of course you can."

Zhuang Longmeng nodded, "come on!"

Zhuang Qilin added, "when I was in kindergarten, you only accompanied me to a parent-child meeting. Other times, my mother accompanied me. You don't know. Once, we were asked to make steak and spaghetti. As a result, mom fried the steak too old to bite. I got a point, but spaghetti got full marks

Hearing these things that he had never participated in, Zhuang long showed a look of remorse and guilt.

He asked Zhuang Qilin, "why did she get full marks for her spaghetti?"

Zhuang Qilin said, "Mom can only cook spaghetti. Sometimes you work all night without rest, and you always have to eat at night. Don't you like spaghetti very much? When mom comes back from work and has dinner, she will cook a portion of spaghetti for you and then go to bed after handling some work

Zhuang Long's smile is frozen in the corner of his mouth.

He never knew that the spaghetti he often ate in the middle of the night was made by Xiaoli. He always thought it was made by the cook, and Xiaoli never said it.

Zhuang long was silent and his mood was complicated.

A taste called chagrin and heartache ran rampant in his body. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Only then did his exposed emotion converge.

"Well, is Bruce good to you?"

Without hesitation, Zhuang Qilin said firmly, "good!" He chattered on and on, counting all kinds of good things about Bruce. When he was older, he would give his mother expensive gifts. When he was younger, Bruce would give him pens and gadgets.

When Zhuang Qilin mentioned Bruce, he was smiling.

He should really like Bruce.

Zhuang long had a bad feeling in his heart. Knowing that Zhuang Qilin liked Bruce, he asked miserably, "do you like me?"