Chapter 615: Continue to Treat You as My Mother

"Yeah, then I'll wait a little longer." Bai Zhi seemed to be in a better mood. "Aunt Li, even if my mother comes back, I will continue to treat you as my mother."

"Silly child, I never mind these things with you." Li Haiyan rubbed Bai Zhi's head, "Eat something, you still have to shoot tomorrow, you are already very tired, you can't be hungry anymore."

"Yeah." After Li Haiyan returned to her seat, Bai Zhi picked up the chopsticks and ate a few more mouthfuls symbolically, but she never touched the soup that Li Haiyan specially cooked for her.

Song Licheng stirred the soup in his bowl with a spoon. For some reason, he felt that his mother's behavior today was a bit deliberate.

"Aunt Li, my mother will not disturb your and dad's lives, really." Li Haiyan just picked up the chopsticks and heard Bai Zhi suddenly say this.

Her eyebrows jumped. Bai Zhi, this little bitch, did it on purpose, and brought the topic to this point three or four times.

Song Siming also turned his head and looked at Li Haiyan curiously.

Xiao Zhi suddenly said this today. Did she accidentally hear something?

"You may not believe me if I tell you this." Li Haiyan looked at Bai Zhi, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. "For so many years, I have never minded anything about your mother. Even when I was young and energetic, I only envied her. Xiaozhi, your mother is a woman so beautiful that people can't bear to be jealous."

Li Haiyan's words were sincere and sad, which made people feel distressed.

People who don't know the truth may have imagined that a kind and gentle person silently endured a lot of grievances, but never envied the rival who made her or her shadow.

How awe-inspiring.

If Bai Zhi didn't know Li Haiyan's true face, she might have been moved to regard her as her mother.

Song Siming listened to Li Haiyan's confession and respected her even more. He turned to Bai Zhi and said, "Don't worry, Xiaozhi, your Aunt Li has never been the kind of jealous person."

"Of course." Bai Zhi turned and looked at Song Siming with a smile, "Aunt Li is a person who I know better than Dad. Dad, you have to be nicer to Aunt Li."

"Of course." Song Siming laughed heartily.

Li Haiyan felt uncomfortable all over, especially when Bai Zhi said, "Aunt Li is a person who I know better than Dad."

She always felt that Bai Zhi meant something else.

Song Licheng silently watched Li Haiyan and Bai Zhi's hypocritical exchanges.

He felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Three days later, Li Haiyan put on a mask and sunglasses and drove to Ginkgo Lake Park by herself.

Ginkgo Lake Park is located in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng. Because it is too far from the city center, there are not many people who come here to play except in autumn and winter when the ginkgo leaves fall.

But Li Haiyan knows that Bai Shulin likes this ghost place all year round, claiming that it is a kind of enjoyment to watch the ginkgo leaves turn from green to yellow.

Bitches love to be hypocritical, and the hateful thing is that men love this.

Li Haiyan stopped the car and came to the west side of the lake of Ginkgo Lake Park based on her memory.

As soon as I walked to the lake, I saw a woman in a plain cotton and linen dress sitting on a bench by the lake.

Her hair was casually tied up by an ebony hairpin, and she lowered her head slightly, wondering what she was thinking.

Bai Shulin has not changed for so many years.

Even from such a distance, Li Haiyan can feel the so-called gentle temperament of Bai Shulin.

Ha! Artistic little women may attract men, but artistic old women will only make people feel crazy and sour.

Li Haiyan sneered in her heart, straightened her back and walked towards the woman on the bench in high heels.

So what if her temperament has not changed? How can she compare with herself who has lived a comfortable life for half her life?

Li Haiyan sneered, took off her mask and sunglasses, revealing her carefully maintained face.

She put on a delicate makeup before going out. Chanel's eyebrow pencil drew thin and long eyebrows, and YSL high-end eyeliner outlined her charming phoenix eyes.

Armani private foundation concealed the traces left by the years, and Givenchy's limited edition lambskin lady's red lipstick made her look like a queen.

Li Haiyan has always been conceited about her figure and appearance.

When she was young, Bai Shulin could rely on her beauty to suppress her, but when a woman gets older, her beauty and complexion can only rely on money.

Bai Shulin, what can she compare with herself!

Li Haiyan approached Bai Shulin with a haughty look, her lips curled slightly: "Long time no see."

She stopped and looked down at the woman sitting on the bench.

The woman sitting on the bench raised her head in surprise when she heard the voice.

The silver-gray thin-strap high heels dragged her slender white feet, and the hem of the same-color long skirt was embroidered with dark gray patterns, low-key luxury.

With impeccable makeup, Li Haiyan looked noble and generous, but her eyes were too sharp, destroying the harmony of the whole day.

After a brief surprise, the woman's eyes became calm. She ignored Li Haiyan and returned her sight to the lake.

The nameless fire in Li Haiyan's heart was ignited by the woman's ignoring eyes in front of her.

Bai Shulin! God did not leave too many traces on the face of this miserable woman!

What made her most upset was that Bai Shulin looked at her with a hint of disdain just now?

What qualifications does she have?

The pride in her heart collapsed instantly, and Li Haiyan's fake elegant smile was replaced by a mean sneer. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her voice became sharp involuntarily: "Bai Shulin, you are really haunting me. I didn't expect that we would meet again after decades."

"Sorry, I didn't ask you out." Bai Shulin stood up gracefully, looking at Li Haiyan calmly. This calmness made Li Haiyan's anger burn even more vigorously.

Why, she is just a shameless mistress, why does she pretend to be so calm.

"It seems that the person I asked out won't come today." Bai Shulin's voice is gentle, but her tone is firm, "There is nothing to say between you and me."

She has changed. She is no longer the Bai Shulin who knelt and cried and begged her.

Li Haiyan stared blankly at Bai Shulin getting up gracefully and passing by her.

"Stop!" Li Haiyan grabbed Bai Shulin with her backhand, "Why, are you feeling guilty? Are you afraid that I will expose your true identity? You are not Bai Shulin at all, right?"

Li Haiyan turned around and stared at the woman in front of her fiercely: "Although you and her have the same face, you can fool others, but you can't fool me.

"Whatever you want." Bai Shulin didn't want to waste her words and wanted to break free from her hand.

Li Haiyan held her tighter: "Don't pretend, you are a fake! Bai Shulin died 20 years ago, I saw it with my own eyes. "