When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

Pei Muchuan was stunned.

Can't believe my ears.

He could only follow the feeling of his body and push her to the extreme climax again and again.

Ye Qingrou fell asleep. He carried her to the bathroom to clean up, then carried her back to bed, held her slender body in his arms, and gently tucked the quilt in for her.

He gazed at her little face, which still had a blush on it, carefully and tenderly.

Her thin pink lips were stretched out, as if she was smiling in her sleep.

He hadn't seen her smile these days. What had she dreamed about? Or was it actually because of him?

Pei Muchuan leaned on his arm and stared at her without blinking. His heart was beating a little faster, and the two sentences she said flashed through his mind.

Did she really say that, or had he completely misheard?

He almost couldn't help wanting to wake her up immediately and ask her clearly, but he knew she was too tired, so he decided to let her have a good sleep and ask her tomorrow.

The next day.

When Ye Qingrou opened her eyes, the sky was clear outside and the sun was faintly shining through the curtains.

She looked at the man's handsome face with sharp lines so close to her, and gently leaned against his shoulder, hugging him almost greedily.

The cell phone rang and she casually picked it up from the bedside table.

It was his cell phone, and the caller ID showed: Xiaowei.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, she answered the phone and heard the boy's clear voice on the other end: "Dad, I broke my leg while riding a horse yesterday, but don't worry, it's not my third leg..."

He is Pei Muchuan's illegitimate son.

She was so panicked that she hung up the phone immediately.

There were a few text messages in the phone, sent by Cheng's father, thanking Pei Muchuan for his thoughtfulness in giving the old couple a mountain and water manor to spend their old age on Cheng Yu's birthday.

It's more than just intentional, it's a heartfelt sincerity that touches the heart.

All the soft and sweet emotions that had just emerged in my heart were doused with a bucket of cold water.

Ye Qingrou felt cold all over and shivered uncontrollably, feeling like she had become a laughing stock last night.

What on earth was she expecting?

Does the fact that he treats her a little better and takes her on vacation mean that he has feelings for her?

Don't be delusional. Pei Muchuan's heart will always belong to the deceased Cheng Yu...

When Pei Muchuan woke up, he was faced with Ye Qingrou, who was in a state of shame and anger.

She suggested leaving immediately, but Pei Muchuan was still obsessed with asking about the two questions he had asked last night.

Ye Qingrou was like a wounded and stressed hedgehog, curling up in pain, both as a defense and because she couldn't help but want to stab him: "Is there something wrong with your ears, or is there something wrong with your brain?"

She said lies indifferently: "How could I love you?"

She spared no effort to mock him: "You don't deserve it, and you don't deserve it."

Pei Muchuan stayed awake until almost dawn.

He kept imagining Ye Qingrou's answer in his mind, and deep down he had expectations of her.

I never expected to get such an answer.

No one can step on his face.

He suppressed his rage gloomily and said, "Then why were you so happy with me last night?"

"Ye Qingrou, stop throwing tantrums in front of me."

He sneered as irrationally as she did: "Don't forget, it was you who tricked your way into my bed and shamelessly married me with a child in your arms!"

It turns out that one’s heart can really feel as painful as being cut by a knife.

Ye Qingrou only felt the hot tears rolling down her face, but her bones and blood were cold.

"Then let's get a divorce. It'll be a relief for both of us!"

Pei Muchuan was startled, a deep panic rising in his heart. He almost grabbed her hand and said, "Why divorce?"

"I want a divorce!" Ye Qingrou said excitedly.

"Divorce is impossible." Pei Muchuan concealed his inner panic and stared at her with cold, sharp eyes: "The child is already this big, I can only tolerate you with difficulty."

It was the worst fight they had had in years. They spared no effort to hurt each other with words that were not meant to be.

When people are angry, no one thinks that once hurtful words are spoken, how can they be taken back?