Chapter 2607

Mother Ye deeply looks at the woman in front of her, the Ye family and the Zhuo family. Now, she can't tell who is right and who is wrong.

It's just that if the woman in front of her can divorce as simply as she said in three months, then... It's just another three months.

"I hope you can do what you say." Ye Mu finally said this.

Zhuo qianyun's eyes slightly darkened, the other party's words, in fact, still hope that three months later, she can sign the divorce agreement.

Yes, in each other's eyes, she is just a woman who makes her son constantly hurt.

"I will." Zhuo qianyun said.

Just as she turned around, she saw Ye Wenming standing at the entrance of the living room. I didn't know how much she and ye Mu had heard.

"Mom, I said, don't interfere in the affairs between me and her!" Ye Wenming cold tunnel, and then went to Zhuo qianyun's front, directly pulled Zhuo qianyun's wrist, to take her away.

Just his footstep just stepped a few steps, then feel Zhuo qianyun's body falter for a while, the person is close to fall.

He frowned and found that her feet didn't seem right.

"What happened to your foot?" He asked.

"I slipped down the stairs a few steps and twisted my ankle." Zhuo qianyun said.

Ye Wenming frowns, suddenly squats down, directly raises Zhuo qianyun's trouser legs, and looks at her ankles. As expected, they are already red and swollen.

"Sorry, I'll walk a little slower..." before her voice fell, he suddenly picked her up.

Zhuo qianyun almost leans on Ye Wenming's chest. It's hard to believe that he will hold her like this.

But ye Wenming didn't wait for her to react, so he strode toward the door of the residence with her in his arms.

Ye Mu stared at the scene in front of her eyes, until the figure of the two had left the field of vision, she murmured, "it's really a sin. What will happen in three months?"

At that time, is the son really willing to divorce Zhuo qianyun? Ye Mu has no bottom now.

And Zhuo qianyun didn't come back to her mind until she was taken into the car by Ye Wenming. "Your wound doesn't matter. You just held me like this. Is there anything wrong with the wound? Will it crack?"

She said, her hand toward his clothes in the past, seems to want to strip his clothes, carefully look at his surgery wound how.

But before she touched the button of his clothes, her hands had been clasped by his hands.

"What are you doing?" Cold sound, sounded in the car.

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