Fu Yuzheng's face sank a little bit, her pretty face was creamy, and she turned pale.
She didn't care about the others. She knew what kind of person Zhixia was better than anyone else.
The only thing that made her mind was that she had nothing to do since she gave birth to edamame.
She loves that man and wants to give him many children. Although Zhixia repeatedly comforted her, he didn't want her to have another child. It was enough to have a child between them, but she still had a thorn in her heart.
This is the only place she feels sorry for Zhixia.
Today, Yuan Yunqiao grabbed the painful spot, and the thorn buried in the flesh was pulled out abruptly, and the wound was bloody.
"Bad guy, you bully my mother!"
Snap, a brush hit Yuan Yunqiao's face.
She was sitting at a small table, too close to make her have time to dodge. The brush drew a black trace on her face, staining her white face, her well-worn dress, and even the white fox fur around her neck. , Also left a pool of black stains.
Edamame has stood up from the couch, glaring at her with arms akimbo.
The little baby, standing on the couch and looking at the level with the person sitting on it, makes it easy for people to see the anger in his eyes.
Yuan Yunqiao calmly picked up the brush that fell on the floor and put it back on the small table, not angry at Edamame's behavior, "I didn't bully your mother, I'm just analyzing the pros and cons with her. In the future, I will be her friend. , I will protect your mother and you."
"I don't need you to protect, and my mother doesn't need you to protect! I have a father!"
Mao Dou stared at the woman coldly, then climbed down on the couch, ran to her mother and hugged her legs tightly, her small body was still subconsciously blocking her in front of her, making a protective posture.
Looking down at the little baby who only reached his waist, Fu Yuzheng's nose was sour, and there was another burst of emotion in his chest.
Although she only has one son, one of them has been able to beat other people's children three or four or five times. Her son is well-behaved, clever, lovely and filial.
Her son is no different.
"Your father will naturally protect you and your mother, but when I am here, there will be more people protecting you and loving you, okay? And in the future, you can still have your brothers and sisters playing with you and you Mutual support and mutual assistance..."
"Miss Yuan, you are a girl who has not yet come out of the cabinet, don't you think that you are deprived of family education when you say this?" Fu Yuzheng pressed the edamame on her knees, her heart aching slightly, and she sneered, "Moreover, you are too self-talking. There is only one Mrs. Liu in this Liu Mansion, who used to be and will be in the future, and there will not be another person. How your future has nothing to do with us. My husband, in this life, there will only be one wife of mine!"
"Ms. Liu's words are too eloquent. Although you are married to Mrs. Liu, you can't speak for him. How do you know that he must be the only one in his life?" Yuan Yunqiao frowned.
She came here today for the purpose of persuading the other party, knowing that it will not be too easy, but she believes that Fu Yuzheng is a smart person who knows how to weigh the pros and cons, and there is no reason why she would refuse something that benefits her more than the disadvantages. .
Even if she can't figure it out right now, she can give her some time. After she thinks carefully, she can know what to do, which is the best.
But listening to those words, the other party still seemed stubborn.
Fu Yuzheng smiled slowly at the corner of his mouth, sneered, "Ms. Yuan stared at my husband. In addition to his character and ability, Miss Yuan was most moved by my husband’s devotion. Right? Because he doesn't half-hearted and is not tempted by her, this kind of quality is commendable. But why Miss Yuan doesn't want to think that since he has such a dedicated quality, how can he transfer love because of you, and marry another person? If he does marry again, it will not be the Liu Zhixia in your heart."
Yuan Yunqiao was silent, her eyes sinking.
This was Fu Yuzheng's counterattack, and it was hit with one blow.
Indeed, the reason why she was attracted to Liu Zhixia was that besides his character, what she liked most was his devotion.
He has a wife in the family, so he avoids suspicion when he is away, never gets too close to other women, let alone be ambiguous with any woman.
Such Liu Zhixia is the most charming.
The girl Meng Ai, she hopes she will be as lucky as Fu Yuzheng, with a full-hearted husband who is only her own. Two people can stay together and grow old together.
She hoped that she was Fu Yuzheng, the lady who made the girls in the city envy and jealous.
In terms of family history, talent, affection, and appearance, she believed that she was crushing Fu Yuzheng everywhere, but she was only one step late for Fu Yuzheng, and a little bit of luck.
Otherwise, the person standing next to Liu Zhixia is definitely not Fu Yuzheng.
It's her, it's her Yuan Yunqiao.
The rain outside the hall is pattering, not too big or too small, and it never stops continuously.
Sometimes a cold wind blew in, and immediately rolled in a chill on the person's face.
The head that made people feel a little bewildered by the heating appeared to be clear.
"Mother, how do you pronounce this word?" At the small table, the little baby was scribbling red, and when she encountered a word she didn't recognize, she called her mother suddenly.
The young woman sitting on the opposite side of the embroidered dress turned her head, glanced at the little baby, and smirked, "This is the word of love."
"The word love... I see, my father loves my mother, my mother loves Edamame."
When Liu Zhixia hurried back, he saw this scene.
It was cold, the window of the flower hall was closed, and the light from the window paper was soft and dim, and the mother and son sitting on the couch in front of the window seemed to be coated with a soft halo. Warm and picturesque, softening the man's cold eyes.
Handing the umbrella to the housekeeper who was following along, Liu Zhixia stepped inside. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the mother and son by the bed turned their heads to look over, showing an expression of retreat.
"Daddy, you're back!" The little baby slid down on the bed and rushed towards the man and hugged his legs.
He was lifted up and hugged by the man, "Well, Daddy is back."
"Why are you only coming back now? All the bullying mothers are gone! It's the mother I'm protecting!" The baby pouted and asked for credit.
"Very well done, I will reward you with a new copybook tomorrow."
"Can you ask for something else?"
"can not."
The little baby's mouth pursed even higher.
The rewards for other children's babies are all rewards for delicious and fun. Only his dad is rewarded with copybooks.
The thoughts that were spent on him were not more than half of the half that was spent on his mother.
"Why are you back at this time? Didn't you say that you will be busy until the evening?" The young woman had already walked over, taking off the robe that had been wet with the sleeves of the rain, and putting on the house gown that hung on the side.
The man did not answer her, but when she put on a clean and warm robe for him, he embraced her, holding all the big and the small in his arms, "Someone is deceiving you, and the husband will help you."