Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

Asked the address of Xiaoli's custom-made wedding dress from Zhuang Qilin, Zhuang Long drove to the place.

When he really reached the destination, Zhuang Long was stunned again.

Sitting in the car, he didn't dare to get off, so he could only peer at the other side of the glass wall, in the bridal shop, like a perverted voyeur. He really saw Xiaoli and Bruce. Xiaoli had put on her wedding dress and was standing in the hall, letting the shop assistants arrange the skirts for her.

Bruce stood aside, looking at her silently.

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

Zhuang Long refused to admit that Xiaoli in the wedding dress was in a mess.

She put on a wedding dress for another man, but Zhuang Long couldn't help it, took out the phone, and secretly took a profile picture of the man.

In the shop——

The soft music circulates in the house, and Xiaoli stands in the wide room, wearing a wedding dress, so beautiful. She pulled the tube top a little, turned around and asked Bruce, "What do you think?"

Bruce said, "It's a bit tight."

Xiaoli said, "It's just right to dress tightly."

"That's true."

Bruce looked at her seriously, but his eyes were slightly red. He said, "It's really beautiful. I can't wait to have a wedding." Xiaoli took a deep look at him and said softly, "Soon, that day will come."

"Yes."

Xiaoli turned slowly in front of the mirror and looked at the wedding dress, but from the mirror, he saw a white Audi parked on the street outside the window. Zhuang Long doesn't have many cars. There are only three cars in the garage, an Audi sedan, a Bugatti sports car, and an SUV.

Seeing him, Xiao Xiao felt a pain.

Bruce found her silent, staring into the mirror as if thoughtful. He also glanced in the mirror and didn't see the strangeness, but he understood Xiaoli and knew that she must have seen something in the mirror to show this expression.

The clever Bruce suddenly looked out of the window, and this glance happened to meet Zhuang Long who rolled down the car window to spy on them.

The two men were taken aback at the meeting.

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

Zhuang Long drove quickly and ran away.

Bruce made a calm look that didn't notice any strangeness at all, and said to Xiaoli, "If there are no other problems, it will be it." He was referring to the wedding dress that Xiaoli was wearing.

Xiaoli said, "Just it."

The wedding dress is very beautiful, she looks very good-looking, it is perfect.

…

Zhuang Long drove madly for a certain distance, only to find that he was driving into the downtown area.

The tail of the end of spring can hardly be caught, summer is coming, and the city begins to lively. There was a loud voice around him, but Zhuang Long seemed to be unable to hear the noisy sounds, he was trapped in an isolated city. Parked the car on the side of the road, Zhuang Long opened the photo album, masochistically admiring Xiaoli's appearance in her wedding dress.

They got married very hastily, they only got a certificate, and they never even held a wedding.

Zhuang Long suddenly felt that Xiaoli would reject him last night, and that he was taking the blame.

A kind of twisted hatred suddenly appeared in his heart. He especially wanted Bruce to disappear from this world. He disappeared, Xiaoli belongs to him! This idea suddenly emerged, and Zhuang Long was shocked. How could he do this!

Zhuang Long quickly got off the car and bought a bottle of ice water, calm and calm.

He is really in a bad mood, especially want to see his son, but his son is at school. Zhuang Long ran to the entrance of Zhuang Qilin and their primary school, had a light meal in the restaurant outside the school, and then ran to the supermarket to buy a lot of expensive snacks and hand them to the guard.

He sent a text message to Zhuang Qilin.

Zhuang Long: [I'm here to bring you snacks, and I'm at the gate of your school. 】

Just after lunch, Zhuang Qilin, who was going to play football for a while, received this news, so he left with his friends and ran to the guard building alone. Zhuang Qilin was wearing a uniform and brown school uniform. He looked a little like Xiaoli, but his temperament was cold, and he didn't know who he looked like.

Standing behind the door, Zhuang Qilin hooked his lips to Zhuang Long.

He said, "Wait a minute, I will let the security guard let you in."

After Zhuang Qilin personally communicated with the security guard, and repeatedly confirmed that the man outside was his father, the guard allowed Zhuang Long to enter the campus. Zhuang Long took out his ID card and registered it. He took the bag of snacks and talked to Zhuang Qilin while going to the playground.

Zhuang Qilin picked a bag of potato chips from the snacks. He ate a piece and said to Zhuang Long, "Mom usually doesn't allow me to eat potato chips."

"Fried food should be eaten less."

Zhuang Qilin looked up 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 snorted, narrowed his eyes, and ate another potato chip.

"That's my friends, Jackson and Jonathan." Zhuang Qilin took Zhuang Long and sat down in the stands. He said, "We will have a sports meeting before the holiday. Would you like to watch it?"

Zhuang Long asked flatteredly, "Can I come?"

"Of course." Zhuang Qilin said with a serious face, "You are my father, of course you can."

Zhuang Long nodded fiercely, "Come on!"

Zhuang Qilin said, "When I was in kindergarten, you only accompanied me to one parent-child meeting. Other times, my mother accompanied me. You didn't know that there was a competition where we were asked to make steak and pasta. My mother was grilling the steak so much that she couldn't bite it. It got one point, but the spaghetti got full marks."

Hearing these things that he had never participated in, Zhuang Long showed a look of self-blame and guilt.

He asked Zhuang Qilin, "Why did she get full marks for her pasta?"

Zhuang Qilin said, "Mom only cooks spaghetti. Sometimes you work all night without taking a break, and you always have to eat something at night. Don’t you like spaghetti? Mom comes back from get off work and after dinner, deal with it. After some fortifications, I will personally cook a portion of spaghetti for you before going to sleep."

Zhuang Long's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

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

Zhuang Long fell silent, feeling complicated.

A feeling called annoyance and heartache run wild in his body. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Only when his exposed emotions abated.

"Well, is Bruce nice to you?"

Without hesitation, Zhuang Qilin said categorically, "Okay!" He was chattering around, counting Bruce's various goodies, so big that he would give his mother expensive gifts, and so small that Bruce would give him pens and gadgets.

When Zhuang Qilin mentioned Bruce, his eyebrows were smiling.

He should really like Bruce.

Zhuang Long didn't really feel good about it. Knowing that Zhuang Qilin liked Bruce, he still asked abusively, "Then do you like me?"