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Chapter 9 Her Son

"Look, look, I'll just say it." After hearing Yang Xue's words, Feng Yunmei immediately looked like she had caught her pigtails, and said proudly, "Mom, you should believe what I say.

Bar?"

"Shut up!" Jin Guizhi scolded her daughter, and then asked Yang Xue, "Okay, why are you going to the county town?"

"Me?" Yang Xue opened her mouth to answer when Feng Yunxiao's voice came from the door, "I asked her to go."

As soon as her son spoke up, Jin Guizhi couldn't question Yang Xue any more, and could only look at her son with a look of hatred. As a mother, how could she not know that her son was lying to save Yang Xue.

That's all, the couple live their lives like people drinking water, knowing whether they are hot or cold. One of her son and Yang Xue is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, so she can't care so much.

"Brother, why do you always protect her?" Feng Yunmei looked at her second brother with an unhappy face, feeling that he was obsessed with Yang Xue. Otherwise, why wouldn't he divorce her if he knew she was unhappy in the marriage?

Yes, divorce doesn’t sound good and has a bad reputation. But it’s better than being a cuckold, right?

"She is my wife. If I don't protect her, who will I protect?" Feng Yunxiao glanced at her sister lightly, with warning in her eyes.

Feng Yunmei had always been afraid of this second brother. She would receive a warning look and would not dare to speak out even if she had a full stomach.

In the end, she could only vent her anger on Yang Xue, glared at her bitterly, and went back to the house.

Feng Yunxiao watched her sister go back to the house and ignored her at all. She turned to Jin Guizhi and said, "Mom, I'll take Axue and Zaizai back first."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand towards Yang Xue, wanting to bring his son over. However, when Zaizai saw him reaching out, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his mother's neck, turning his head not to look at him.

Yang Xue was stunned for a moment by her son's approach, and she couldn't help but think of the last time she saw her son in her previous life.

In the rain, Yang Xue looked in shock at Feng Yunxiao, who was pressed by a branch to save herself.

There was still a smile on his face.

Yang Xue panicked immediately and screamed, "Is there anyone? Help, someone is injured!"

Following Yang Xue's shout, a young man rushed out from the unit building next to him.

"Stay away from my dad, you bastard!" The man's tone was full of hatred, and the look he looked at Yang Xue was full of disgust.

dad?

Yang Xue was stunned, watching stupidly as the young man moved away the branches, then bent down to pick up Feng Yunxiao, and hurriedly ran to the car next to her.

"Axue, Axue, what's wrong with you? Why are you so dazed?"

Yang Xue, who was deep in memories, was brought back to reality by Feng Yunxiao's voice again. She looked at her son who was still holding her neck, and then thought of the hateful eyes of her son in her previous life, and couldn't help but hug his small body tightly.

Not anymore, never again. She will definitely watch her son grow up in this life, and she will never let hatred appear in his eyes again.

"It's okay! And, thank you just now!" Thank you for helping me out, thank you for protecting me.

After Yang Xue finished speaking, she kissed her son's cheek and walked toward home with brisk steps.

Feng Yunxiao glanced at Yang Xue suspiciously, not understanding what was wrong with her. Just now, he clearly felt that Yang Xue's mood was not right, but she was unwilling to say it, so naturally he would not break the casserole and ask the truth.

He believes that where sincerity comes, gold and stone will open. As time goes by, his wife will always open up to him.

After returning home, Yang Xue rarely took the initiative to speak, "Yunxiao, you go and wash up first, then take Zaizai with you, and I'll cook."


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