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

At the same time, Beijing City.

In the villa's spacious and bright living room, the sofas, murals, chandeliers and other furnishings are all extremely luxurious, yet highly designed and tasteful.

At the dining table, Pei Jingmo casually stirred the cod porridge in front of him with a white porcelain spoon. He looked up at the person opposite him and said, "I want the jade bracelet you bought in Sucheng last month."

Pei Muchuan paused while drinking his porridge and asked, "What are you going to do with it?"

"To Mr. Lin from Hengyuan Group."

"You have something to ask her?"

"Let's talk about some cooperation." Pei Jingmo's tone was perfunctory without any concealment.

Pei Muchuan frowned and glanced at Ye Qingrou who was quietly drinking porridge beside him. "Your mother and I's wedding anniversary is coming soon. The bracelet is a gift for her. You can give Lin Lan something else."

Putting down the spoon, Pei Jingmo glanced sarcastically at the fake couple across from him, his biological parents, who were part of a family marriage. "Hey, you two are celebrating your anniversary?"

He pursed his lips and looked at Pei Muchuan: "My outside wives won't be angry, right?"

Pei Muchuan, who had just drunk a mouthful of porridge, started to choke and cough uncontrollably.

Ye Qingrou, who was standing next to him, was as elegant and calm as ever. She handed him a tissue.

Pei Muchuan took the tissue and wiped his mouth, his expression extremely grim: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Pei Jingmo drank a mouthful of porridge and smiled: "Why can't Mr. Pei listen to the truth?"

"Your company has been doing well in recent years, so you've become very independent now?"

"That's right. From now on, it will be easy to remove your oxygen tube and sign the application for waiving treatment."

Rebel!

Pei Muchuan was furious and shouted, "Believe it or not, I will chop off your wings right now!"

Pei Jingmo pointed behind himself and curled his lips nonchalantly: "My wings are invisible, how can you cut them?"

"Little...little bastard!"

Pei Muchuan was so angry that he stuttered, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Aunt Zhang, who came out of the kitchen serving side dishes, tried her best to suppress her laughter. Only their young master dared to do so.

"Give that jade bracelet to Jing Mo." Ye Qingrou, who had been silent the whole time, said, "No need to give it to me. I don't have any gift prepared for you."

Pei Muchuan's dark face flashed with a complicated expression, and he said angrily: "I didn't say I had to give it to you."

Pei Jingmo said with a bit of indifferent politeness: "Thank you, Madam Pei."

"Yeah." Ye Qingrou was still drinking porridge quietly without raising her head.

The three members of the family who should have been the closest of friends sat at the same dining table, but it seemed as if they had set up barriers between each other, and no one could get close to each other, and they felt very distant.

Although he was used to it, he still felt extremely bored. Pei Jingmo only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and then got up and left.

"I'll take the jade bracelet. Anyway, if I leave it with you, I don't know which stepmother will put it into her pocket."

Before Pei Muchuan could lose his temper, he turned around and walked away with a swagger.

After a while, Ye Qingrou also got up and left.

Pei Muchuan was so angry that he lost his appetite. He walked into the living room and saw Ye Qingrou sitting on the sofa pruning rose branches.

She was wearing a lavender dress, and her exposed neck and ankles were as white and soft as pearls. Even though she had given birth to such a rebellious son for him, there was no wrinkle on her face, and she was incredibly beautiful.

She was quietly pruning the rose branches, gracefully and elegantly, exuding an indescribable attraction.

After staring at her for a long time without realizing it, Pei Muchuan came to his senses and coughed.

Ye Qingrou continued to slowly prune the branches, as if she was completely unaware of his presence.

Pei Muchuan felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, it sounded like he was explaining: "That jade bracelet is..." I bought it specially for you.

"Not going to the company?" Ye Qingrou asked softly.

The words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back immediately. Pei Muchuan frowned and said nothing more.

What does he need to explain to this woman?

But I just felt a nameless anger in my heart.

In the past, Ye Qingrou had always prepared anniversary gifts for him, but he had always ignored her and never given her any gifts. But now...

Since when did the situation seem to have reversed? He became the one giving gifts, but she no longer mentioned the wedding anniversary.

He looked at the vase of flowers Ye Qingrou was arranging. The combination of pink roses, white jasmine, and chamomile was fresh and beautiful, but inexplicably an eyesore. "What are you arranging? It's so ugly."

Ye Qingrou said lightly: "This is placed in my bedroom, you don't have to think it looks good." After all, no one can see it.

The nameless anger in her heart grew stronger. Pei Muchuan was about to turn around and leave when she saw the thorn on the rose branch she was pruning suddenly prick her index finger, and blood spurted out.

He rushed forward and grabbed her hand, "Are you okay?"

Ye Qingrou was stunned. Pei Muchuan's tall figure leaned forward, and their faces were only a fist apart.

The sudden sound of footsteps broke the strange atmosphere.

Pei Muchuan suddenly stood up straight and turned around to see his rebellious son lazily leaning against the spiral staircase. His face, as beautiful as his mother's, was smiling but not smiling. "You were so close, I thought you two were going to kiss... I was so scared that I almost went to see my grandma in the basement."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Pei Muchuan straightened his tie and said in a deep voice, "It's rare for you to come back. Invite Xiaowei to have dinner with you tonight."

"Have you forgotten that Shen Wei and I broke off our engagement two years ago?"

"That's just your willfulness! Xiaowei is such a good girl, I only recognize her as my daughter-in-law!"

"It's not impossible. Don't you have a son outside? Let him marry Shen Wei."

Pei Jingmo walked slowly to the door, pushed it open, and left without looking back.

Stunned by the criticism, Pei Muchuan glanced at Ye Qingrou who was still arranging flowers. Her face was calm and emotionless, but he felt uncomfortable all over.

Suddenly, Ye Qingrou stood up and looked at him, "I don't like Shen Wei, a girl, and I don't want her to be my daughter-in-law."

"If you think she is good, what Jing Mo said makes sense." After saying that, he walked upstairs holding the arranged flowers.

Pei Muchuan rubbed his forehead hard and laughed angrily. The mother and son were both more annoying than the other.

At this time, the housekeeper passed by and waved his hand, "From now on, any flowers sent to the greenhouse, such as roses with thorns, must be removed first to ensure that they will not hurt the lady."

"Yes." The butler said respectfully.

After placing the flower arrangement in the bedroom, Ye Qingrou went downstairs.

The entire second floor was occupied by Pei Jingmo's exclusive bedroom, study, gym, and entertainment and leisure room. She entered the bedroom and saw Aunt Zhang making the bed. She walked over and said, "Let me do it."

Aunt Zhang watched her patiently tidy up and clean up bit by bit, and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Mo has a deep misunderstanding of you. I told him that the side dishes on the table this morning were all made by you, just thinking he would like them...but he didn't believe it."

"You don't have to tell him this. It doesn't matter. We've been through this for so many years. I just want him to be well."

Ye Qingrou suddenly thought of something, and a smile appeared in her eyes. "Have you noticed that Xiao Mo is different this time?"

He was no longer like he was a few years ago, his soul drifting off to who knows where, burdened with worries, so dull he didn't even bother to talk. Instead, he was now lively and full of energy again...

"It seems so... Mr. Mo was so angry this morning that he couldn't even eat." Aunt Zhang chuckled and added, "We should let Xiao Mo move back home. He shouldn't eat three meals a day."

Ye Qingrou shook her head and chuckled, gently arranging the ornaments on the bedside table. "I wonder if Xiao Mo is in love, or... that girl called Guaiguai is back with him?"

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Xu Nanyin was staring blankly at the bouquet of white roses on the windowsill opposite when a text message came in on her cell phone.