"Honey, let them handle the children's matters themselves." Yang Nanchen smoothed Yao Yue's frown.

"Yao Hao, I don't think he has any interest in Anna." Yao Yue continued to frown.

Yang Nanchen couldn't stand it anymore and was a little angry. "When will you be able to focus all your attention on me?"

Yang Nanchen's strong jealousy made Yao Yuemei smile.

"You are so old, but you are still jealous of your children. When I was young, I didn't put much thought into you."

"We are not old now." Yang Nanchen retorted.

"You are not old, that young husband, shouldn't we go to bed? It's very late."

Yao Yue covered Yang Nanchen with a quilt.

"Are you hinting at something?" Yang Nanchen smiled evilly.

"Here we go again, you old man." Yao Yue poked Yang Nanchen's handsome face with her finger.

Yang Nanchen pressed Yao Yue under him, and the whole room groaned.

Yao Yue looked at Anna sitting on the sofa reading a book and didn't know what to talk about. The children had all gone to school.

"Anna, do you want to send you to school?" Yao Yue was the first to break the awkwardness.

"Are you going to Yao Hao's school?" Anna looked hopeful.

Yao Yue shook her head.

"Go to Xi'er." Yao Yue denied. Sending Anna to Yao Hao School is equivalent to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth. The boys in their school, don't mention it, it's all thanks to their own sons.

"Oh." Anna looked disappointed. She preferred to go to the school where Yao Hao attended.

"Mom, I'm back." Looking at Yang Nuoxuan who looked haggard, Yao Yue knew for sure that he didn't go to school. When would this child save her from worry?

"Yang Nuoxuan." Yao Yue growled. When the servants saw Yao Yue's expression, they left clearly. Madam was about to show off her power. It was very bad.

Hearing his mother's low roar, Yang Nuoxuan quickly evacuated, but how could Yao Yue give him the chance to leave so easily.

"Mom, I'm going to school now." Yang Nuoxuan was held up by Yao Yue's clothes.

Yao Yue looked at her son and said nothing. Anna was here today and she didn't want to get angry, but when she was about to let go, she smelled the smell of women's perfume on Yang Nuoxuan.

Yao Yue could no longer hold back.

"Yang Nuo

To prevent yourself from suffering along the way.

"Mom, don't get angry, don't throw it away." Yang Nuoxuan dodged Yao Yue's attack, but had a bright smile on his face.

Seeing that her son was not afraid of herself, Yao Yue felt even more angry. Compared to Yang Nanchen, she had no dignity. Today she had to establish her own dignity.

"You'd better stand still and let me throw it." Yao Yue pointed at Yang Nuoxuan with the lamp.

"Mom, I promise not to miss school or spend the night outside, okay?" Yang Nuoxuan was not that stupid, so he stood still.

Yao Yue was too lazy to talk nonsense and threw the lamp directly. Yang Nuoxuan, who had practiced it, dodged very freely and effortlessly.

Instead, Yao Yue was panting.

"Mom, take a rest when you're tired. Look, you've thrown away everything you can." Yang Nuoxuan looked at Yao Yue's masterpieces everywhere with a look of pity on his face.

"Don't move. It's best not to move." Yao Yue looked at Yang Nuoxuan, who was breathing peacefully. She was exhausted, but he was fine. She had to hit him, otherwise she would be sorry for herself.

"Take this and throw it away." Yang Nuoxuan handed Yao Yue the pillow.

The pillow will not smash your face, let alone make sense.

Yao Yue took the pillow handed over by Yang Nuoxuan and joked, "This is also called throwing away." It was meant to give him a slap on the back.

Looking at Yang Nuoxuan, who looks exactly like Yang Nanchen, he knows how to use his face to seduce young girls.

I must destroy his face today.

Yao Yue looked around and looked at the ashtray she had just thrown on the ground. Yao Yue happily took it in her hand.

Seeing his mother holding the ashtray, Yang Nuoxuan became anxious.

"Mom, am I your biological child? Are you my biological mother?"

"I gave you as a gift by paying my phone bill."

Yao Yue said and threw the ashtray over, but Yang Nuoxuan easily dodged it.

"Oh, I'm teaching you a lesson, you're still hiding, right? You're hiding from me." Yao Yue stopped throwing things this time and walked quickly to Yang Nuoxuan.

"If you don't hide, your son will be disfigured." Yang Nuoxuan backed away.

He needs to keep a certain distance from his mother. He must keep it.

The servants passing by looked at the madam and the young master and sighed. Every once in a while, the manor would play a cat-and-mouse game. Yao Yue was the cat and Yang Nuoxuan was the mouse, but the one who lost every time was the one who lost.
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