Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

Gray smiled, as if in a good mood. "The young master didn't watch today's wedding live broadcast?"

Zhuang Qilin slept for a day today, how can he watch any live broadcast.

Hearing this, he quickly took out the ipad from his bag to search for news.

Today’s news is very lively. Just click on a piece of news with the words Bruce and Wedding in the headline. Zhuang Qilin looked down and quickly scanned it. Putting down the phone, his whole mood became more cheerful. It turned out to be like this! It turns out that it's not really going to get married!

The corners of Zhuang Qilin's lips couldn't help but smile.

After entering the house, Zhuang Qilin saw Zhuang Long busy in the kitchen.

Zhuang Long took off his suit jacket, wearing only a black shirt and trousers. With his back facing Zhuang Qilin, he was cutting vegetables. Zhuang Qilin had an expression of seeing a ghost.

Damn it!

What did he see!

He quietly pulled Lagray's butler's clothes, staring at the man in the kitchen, but asked Gray in a low voice, "Tonight, shall we eat Dad's food?"

Gray nodded.

Zhuang Qilin began to wonder if there was a pharmacy nearby. After eating, he could buy two boxes of digestive tablets to chew.

"Isn't grandma at home? Why didn't she do it? Even if she has something to do, there are still cooks who can do it. Why is it that Dad does the cooking!" Isn't this taking a small life seriously?

Before Gray answered Zhuang Qilin's question, Zhuang Long heard his voice. Zhuang Long turned his head, still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he looked at Zhuang Qilin with a... gentle eyes. With that look, Zhuang Qilin's scalp was numb.

"Baby, are you here? Go wash your hands first. It will take a while before the meal is ready. You can go upstairs to play with your mother, or you can go with your grandma. Your grandma is playing at Grandpa Jimmy's house next door."

Zhuang Qilin was stunned by the sound of Zhuang Long.

Ever since he was young, Zhuang Long has never called him by such a nasty name. Suddenly hearing this baby, Zhuang Qilin wondered if Zhuang Long had hit a ghost.

He went upstairs with hands and feet.

When he opened the guest bedroom, he went empty. This guest bedroom was the room where his mother used to sleep. Dad said that her mother was upstairs. She is no longer in the room, where is she? Is it in your own room? Zhuang Qilin walked towards his room, he completely ignored his father's room on the third floor.

It is conceivable that Zhuang Qilin did not find Xiaoli in his room.

She couldn't help but wonder.

Where did mother go?

There are a lot of rooms in Zhuang Long's house. There are more than a dozen rooms on the second floor, and the third floor is also very large, but there is only one room, which is the master bedroom of Zhuang Long. In addition, other rooms were designed as Zhuang Long's study, as well as collection rooms, cloakrooms, private theaters, and a chat room dedicated to private meeting.

Zhuang Qilin searched all the second floor, but did not find Xiaoli. Finally, he did not believe in evil and went up to the third floor.

When he opened the door of Zhuang Long's room, Zhuang Qilin had no hope.

He subconsciously thought that it was impossible for his mother to stay in his father's room.

However, when he pushed the two doors open with great force, Zhuang Qilin was stunned when he saw Xiaoli sitting on the chaise longue in Zhuang Long's room, applying nail polish.

He grew up with a small mouth and looked at Xiaoli, speechless.

Xiaoli knew Zhuang Qilin was here by listening to the footsteps.

She didn't look up in a hurry, but carefully adjusted the pattern on her big toe, and then looked up at him.

Xiaoli's eyes were quite calm, she seemed a little surprised when she saw Zhuang Qilin, but Xiaoli felt strange to herself, "What's wrong with you? Why is this expression?"

Zhuang Qilin slowly walked towards Xiaoli.

He squeezed Xiaoli's calf.

Xiaoli quickly slapped him away, and cursed, "Little Wang Ba Laozi."

This person is real.

Zhuang Qilin sat down at Xiaoli's feet. He lowered his head and glanced at the colorfully painted toes, with a big question mark in his heart. He moved his hips, "Why are you in Dad's room?" Zhuang Qilin couldn't help but asked.

Only then did Xiaoli understand that Zhuang Qilin's expression just now meant something.

She was still a little embarrassed, she groaned and couldn't speak.

Zhuang Qilin leaned back on the chair, wrapped his hands around his chest, posing as a small adult.

He said, "Miss Rosen, if I remember correctly, you should be with Bruce at this moment. Why are you here."

Xiaoli squinted at him coldly and said, "If I remember correctly, someone said in the morning that he was unwell and had to rest for a day. Then, young master, why are you here?"

Zhuang Qilin snorted coldly, "I came to see my father."

Xiaoli cut and said, "I'll come to see the person I like."

The mother and son glanced at each other, with an aura of wishing to draw their swords.

In the end, Xiaoli was defeated. She touched her nose uncomfortably and chuckled, "Bruce and I are not really married, and your Aunt Julia is not dead, but she became a vegetable. Married to Bruce. It's Julia."

"Oh." Zhuang Qilin said lightly, as if it didn't matter.

Xiaoli, who knows Zhuang Qilin, knows that his son is deeply resentful.

"The reason why I didn't tell you is because my Uncle Bruce and I both think you are still young. If you know, your father will know too. Then..."

"Heh..." Zhuang Qilin laughed, "Then you really know me."

He laughed and said, "Not only will I tell Dad, I will also run to the Rosen family and tell Louis your true purpose. Then, I will wait for you to be abused by Louis. The more you are abused, the more I will be. Happy..." He said vicious words, but Zhuang Qilin's blue eyes turned red.

At the end of his speech, he choked up, "You just don't trust me... I am your son. I should have been the most trustworthy person in this world, but you kept it from me..." Zhuang Qilin said to his sadness. Unable to hold back, he stood up and ran downstairs with his head buried.

Xiaoli lowered her head, her face full of guilt.

After a long time, Zhuang Long came upstairs.

Xiaoli stood behind the window of his room, looking down at Zhuang Qilin who was venting in the back yard. Zhuang Qilin held small stones in his hand and was hitting the green oranges on the orange tree. Xiaoli always felt that he was the oranges.

"Perhaps, you should apologize to him." Zhuang Long hugged her from behind.

Xiaoli looked up at him and asked, "Am I really doing something wrong?"

Zhuang Long raised his eyebrows and said, "You did nothing wrong. I don't comment on this. After all, you have your thinking. But Qilin is right. He is your son. He should be the person you trust the most. He kept it from him. He was angry that you did not trust him, which was very hurtful to him. No matter whether you did it right or wrong, you can surrender and apologize to your child. ."

"After all, during this time, he has always lived a life of fear."