Yue Tingfeng took Yan Qingsi to the private house she had been to last time. Yan Qingsi refused Yue Tingfeng's princess hug and entered the elevator with one foot high and one foot low under Yue Tingfeng's ridicule.
Yan Qingsi is not worried about what Yue Tingfeng will do to her, because she has ten thousand ways to prevent him from succeeding.
Coming out of the elevator, Yue Tingfeng entered the password and the door opened.
Yan Qingsi smelled the fragrance coming from the room immediately. She was already hungry and her mouth was watering when she smelled the smell.
Yue Tingfeng also smelled it, frowned and entered the room, shouting: "Mom!"
Apart from him, her mother is the only one in this family who comes.
But, why, every time he brings Yan Qingsi over, this little old lady always comes over. Is it such a coincidence
Yue Tingfeng was a little frustrated. With his mother here, wouldn't it be impossible to do what he wanted to do
Sure enough, Mrs. Yue came out of the kitchen soon wearing an apron: "Son, you are back. You haven't been home for several days. I'm coming... coming..."
Before Mrs. Yue finished her words, she was startled when she saw Yan Qingsi behind Yue Tingfeng. She was a little panicked at that time.
Yan Qingsi was also stunned for a moment when she saw Mrs. Yue. They had met twice, and this was the third time. Each time they were unhappy.
Especially last time, she just had a miscarriage!
This caused Mrs. Yue to always feel guilty and panic when seeing Yan Qingsi. After all, he was her son and not a thing.
Yan Qingsi waved to Mrs. Yue: "What a coincidence, aunt, we meet again."
Seeing Mrs. Yue, Yan Qingsi's mind was whirling with bad ideas one by one.
Mrs. Yue cleared her throat: "Ahem... Well, the food in my kitchen is almost ready..."
Mrs. Yue turned around and entered the kitchen again.
Yan Qingsi raised the corners of her lips, "Tsk, your mother and I are really destined, don't you think so? Does this mean that I am closer to my goal of becoming your stepmother?"
Yue Tingfeng glanced at Yan Qingsi's belly: "Haha, yes, it's destined."
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After a while, Mrs. Yue came out. She had adjusted her mentality and assumed the airs of a lady again. Although she felt guilty, she must not let this kind of little goblin see it. Otherwise, she would try her best to get into their house.
Mrs. Yue saw that Yan Qingsi had one shoe on and one bare foot and asked, "Where are your shoes?"
Yan Qingsi raised her chin: "Ask your son."
Mrs. Yue turned around and asked, "What happened?"
Yue Tingfeng was in a depressed mood and was drinking water without saying a word. Yan Qingsi sighed and said sadly: "Hey... your son has a sperm in his head and insists on pulling me in the car. The car is shaken. I can't stop him. This is not possible." … The shoe just fell off.”
"Pfft..." Yue Tingfeng just took a sip of water and sprayed it out.
He choked and coughed, and turned his head to look at Yan Qingsi in shock.
He finally knew how his mother felt every time she faced Yan Qingsi. This woman would never stop talking without surprising her.
Mrs. Yue's noble lady image, which she had finally adjusted back to, was once again broken. She opened her mouth and looked at Yan Qingsi in disbelief.
Yan Qingsi had one bare foot, her clothes were messy, and her hair was messy. It was just like after making a fool of herself, Mrs. Yue's old face turned red instantly.
She gritted her teeth angrily, turned around and yelled at Yue Tingfeng: "What are you kidding about? She... How long has it been since she had the miscarriage? Has it been a month?"
Yue Tingfeng was wronged: "Mom, I..."
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Yue Tuhao: He has been taking the blame professionally for thirty years! See again, this world full of malice.