Old lady Xie couldn't see Su Mi's concession. She took a deep look at Su MI. She drank Wu Yayan's aggressiveness in a deep voice.

Wu Yayan gritted her teeth and didn't say any more. Old lady Xie said to Fu Yichen, "ah Chen, Fusu girl, go back and deal with the wound."

Then Mrs. Xie looked at Tian mi'er again. "Honey, don't cry. Your foot is hurt. Just lie down and have a rest."

"Thank you, grandma." Tian mi'er wiped away her tears and looked at Su Mi apologetically. Then she was helped into the house by the servant.

Old lady Xie raised her hand and told Wu Yayan, "Yayan, help me back."

Wu Yayan finally glared at Su MI, then turned around and helped old lady Xie to leave. Obviously, she was not satisfied with the result, and she was even more disgusted with Su Mi because of this matter.

"Oh, you put me down."

As soon as Mrs. Xie and Wu Yayan turned around, Fu Yichen bent down and hugged Su MI.

Su Mi exclaimed in surprise, but Fu Yichen glanced at her, "don't move! If you're hurt, be good."

Su MI, "..."

She got a slap in the face, not in her leg.

Tian mi'er looked back at the sound and saw Su Mi being held by Fu Yichen into the next room.

"Miss Tian? Are your feet all right? Shall we carry you to bed?"

The servant next to him asked when he saw that Tian Mier was not leaving and looked miserable.

Tian mi'er turned around and smiled. "Brother Xiaochen is so kind to sister su. I also want to find a boyfriend. If I get hurt, I don't have to walk by myself."

The servants laughed and joked, "it's not easy for Miss Tian to find a boyfriend."

"Where is so easy, it's difficult to meet what you like."

Over there, Wu Yayan naturally heard the dialogue between Su MI and Fu Yichen. She also turned her head and took a look.

Seeing Fu Yichen holding the baby and carrying Su Mi into the room, Wu Yayan's face became more ugly.

"Did he show it to my aunt on purpose?"

Fu Yichen's doing this is no different from hitting her in the face.

"Well, ah Chen is not such a child. Don't think about it. Don't meddle in his emotional problems." old lady Xie also looked back and helplessly patted Wu Yayan's hand.

Wu Yayan looked unhappy. "If it weren't for Ru Hua... How could I worry about this? It's disgusting!"

In the guest room, Su MI was put on the sofa by Fu Yichen. He took ice to give Su Mi a cold compress. His face was heavy.

"Mommy, do you still hurt?"

Jiabao knelt to one side and looked at Su Mi eagerly.

Su Mi smiled and shook her head at Jiabao.

Jiabei pursed her lips, looked at Fu Yichen, and suddenly asked.

"Daddy, is it because of sister Tian that uncle and grandma beat Mommy? Does sister Tian want to compete with Mommy?"

Jiabei was precocious. He had understood the context of what had just happened.

Fu Yichen screwed off his eyebrows, looked at Jiabei and said in a deep voice, "Dad can't rob anyone. Don't worry about adults."

Sumi rubbed Jiabei's face. "No, no one competes with Mommy, but mommy and her uncle and grandmother have some misunderstandings. Jiabei, don't think about it, huh?"

"Oh!" Gabe nodded obediently.

Jiabao looked tangled. "Jiabao likes sister Tian very much, but if sister Tian competes with Mommy, Jiabao hates her!"

She said and pulled her little pink skirt. "Jiabao doesn't want to wear the same skirt as her!"

She jumped off the sofa and ran out. "I'm going to change my skirt."

"Jiabao!" cried Su MI, but Jiabao had opened the door and ran out.

Su MI was worried and looked at Jiabei. Jiabei stood up.

"I'll take care of my sister."

When Jiabei went out, Fu Yichen took away the ice bag, looked carefully at Su Mi's face, and stroked the red mark on her face with his thumb.

"I didn't handle it well, so you were wronged."

He did not expect that his normally dignified and gentle aunt would be so paranoid in this matter.

"What does it matter to you that my aunt doesn't like me?"

Su Mi leaned against Fu Yichen's arms and said in a low voice for a long time.

"Yi Chen, Miss Tian is very beautiful and nice. Do you have any regrets?"

In fact, Wu Yayan is not satisfied with Su Mi's attitude. Su Mi really doesn't care.

Wu Yayan is Fu Yichen's great aunt, not Fu Yichen's mother. She will not live with Wu Yayan in the future. Wu Yayan has a problem with her and can't take Su MI.

All Su Mi cares about is Fu Yichen. She was afraid that Fu Yichen would feel sorry and regret one day.

"Regret? You asked me if I would regret?"

Fu Yichen suddenly pinched Su Mi's chin, stared at her with deep eyes, and slowly lowered his head to look at her closely.

He was obviously angry, and Su Mi licked her lower lip.

"I don't believe you, I just... Um..."

Before he finished, Fu Yichen blocked her lip, and became hoarse.

He hurt her. Su Mi struggled in a panic, but Fu Yichen sucked more ferociously.

When he left her lips, her lips were red and slightly swollen with some blood. Fu Yichen didn't think it was enough, so he pressed his thumb on her lip flap and crushed it heavily.

"Hiss..."

Su Mi shrinks her neck back in pain, and Fu Yichen snorts coldly.

"Su MI, are you sorry to be with me? I heard that you loved each other very much when you married Fu Mingchen."

Su MI, "..."

She smiled slowly in her eyes and gently lifted the corners of her lips.

"Nothing, why mention this, blindly eat flying vinegar!"

"Oh, I eat flying vinegar blindly? Su MI, does your vinegar make sense?"

Fu Yichen laughed and asked.

Su Mi gave Fu Yichen a big white eye, stared and said sour.

"Of course it makes sense. Just now in the garden, someone's eyes are almost glued to someone else's girl. They look good! Now they know that they almost had an engagement with someone else's girl. Who knows what someone thinks in their heart! I heard that your men have white moonlight and red roses in their hearts. Who knows if someone hid green plum as white moonlight in their hearts."

Su Mi tooted her mouth and didn't hide her dissatisfaction and suffocation.

Like a small vinegar jar, Fu Yichen smiled and said helplessly.

"Do you know what a good look is and what a good look is? Huh?"

Su Mi skimmed her lips. "That's how you look at Tian mi'er!"

"Wrong! Now I tell you, what is a good eye? I wish I could stick it!"

Fu Yichen said in a low voice. Then he heard a hiss. He tore her skirt directly from the neckline.