Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Shen Yitong had already found out that since An Nansheng became pregnant, she had not been to Jinzun 3303.

But a few months after she became pregnant, she got together with Mu Fucheng.

In addition, An Nansheng didn't know that Mu Fucheng was the biological father of the children, which also confirmed that An Nansheng had no idea that the man she used to hang out with in 3303 was Mu Fucheng.

Shen Yitong guessed that Mu Fucheng might have slept with An Nansheng in a dishonorable way and was afraid that she would be angry, so he kept it a secret.

Anyway, An Nansheng is going to marry her and have a child, so it doesn’t matter whether the truth is told or not, right?

If Shen Yitong hadn't overheard some clues last time and investigated, no one would have thought that Mu Fucheng slept with his ex-nephew's wife right after his nephew got divorced.

A hint of coldness flashed across Shen Yitong's eyes.

At that time, he felt that An Nansheng had just divorced and must still be feeling sad, so he was waiting.

He thought that after An Nansheng finished recovering from her injuries, he would confess his feelings to her.

But who knew that Mu Fucheng had already secretly taken her away by force.

That bastard first got her body, and then conquered her heart step by step.

What a deep scheming and powerful calculation.

After figuring out the whole story, Shen Yitong hated himself to death.

It's really too late.

First he lost to Jian Muye, and then he lost to Mu Fucheng.

Shen Yitong, you are a waste.

……

Jane family.

As soon as Jian Muye entered the door, he heard the servant say that a woman surnamed Cao had a fight with Miss Ye.

"Miss Ye is so delicate, how could she be a match for that shrew? I didn't even need to get out of bed to grab Miss Ye and beat her up."

"Yes, Miss Ye's hair was even pulled out."

"My wife took a look and ignored it."

"Alas, this house is getting more and more chaotic. President Jian hasn't been home for several days."

Hearing this, Jian Muye coughed.

The servants who had been lazy and gossiping just now were frightened and dared not breathe.

"Mr. Jian?"

"Mr. Jian, you're back."

Jian Muye glanced towards the living room, but saw no one there.

"Where's the wife?"

"My wife just went out."

Jian Muye didn't say anything else, and didn't want to know what his mother was doing out so late. He went upstairs to the study, got a document, and left again:

"Tell my wife that I will come back to live here when she drives those people away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Luoer ran over with messy hair and covering her face.

When Ye Luoer saw Jian Muye, she couldn't hold back her emotions anymore and burst into tears out of grievance.

"Brother Muye, you are finally back. If you hadn't come back, I would have been bullied to death by that woman."

Jian Muye held up the document in his hand:

"I'll come back to get something."

Ye Luoer looked at him eagerly with her watery eyes:

"Brother Makino, do you really not care about that woman?"

Jian Muye smiled self-deprecatingly:

"What good does it matter to me?"

"Even if I drive Cao Shiyue away now, there might still be Zhang Shiyue and Li Shiyue."

He looked at Ye Luoer: "Besides, isn't there another you in this family?"

Ye Luoer was stunned: "Brother Muye, do you really dislike me so much? It turns out that in your heart, Cao Shiyue and I are the same."

She thought she had changed and done so much for him, and Jian Muye should have seen it.

But it seems to be useless.

Jian Muye reached out and rubbed Ye Luoer's head:

"Of course you are different. You will always be my sister."

It’s my sister again.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Ye Luoer quickly said:

"Brother Muye, do you know that Sister An and Master Jiu are getting engaged?"