When she regained consciousness and woke up, she didn't know how long it had been.

But when she was in the hospital, she found herself lying on the bed at home.

Beside the bed, a man was lying on his stomach, with a sharp side face hidden under the light, under the eye sockets, it was black and blue.

She stared blankly at this scene, but recalled the scene in her dream, and her heart suddenly throbbed.

That despair and helplessness has continued into reality.

It can't go on like this anymore, she is too abnormal now, it is right to cut off the relationship with Pei Yiting as soon as possible.

However, when Xia Yueqing moved, the man lying on the bed woke up.

He immediately straightened up, but found that Xia Yueqing was awake, and was startled. "woke up?"

Xia Yueqing looked away, not forgetting that they were still in a cold war.

He wasn't annoyed either, he looked up and found that it was already morning.

But it's only after six o'clock.

"You continue to lie down, why is it uncomfortable?" He stood up, only feeling sore all over his body, and his eyes were extremely dry.

Xia Yueqing tugged at the quilt, "It's okay, thank you."

The tone was calm, polite and distant.

"Go to sleep." After finishing speaking, she turned around without looking at his expression.

Pei Yiting looked at her deeply, but after waiting for a long time, Xia Yueqing did not make any movements.

A sneer slowly appeared on the thinned lips, and the sound of footsteps rang in her ears.

With a "click", he closed the door.

Only then did Xia Yueqing sit up limply.

She was still a little tired and sticky, and she wanted to take a bath.

There was no bathroom in the guest room, so she had to take her clothes and go out.

When she walked to the living room, she realized that Pei Yiting was not sleeping and was in the kitchen.

A flash of surprise flashed across Xia Yueqing's eyes.

I heard Pei Yiting talking.

But not with her.

Xia Yueqing didn't know how to face Pei Yiting now, if she went to take a bath, she would definitely meet him face to face, so she hugged her clothes and prepared to go back.

However, she suddenly heard Pei Yiting say, "Yesterday she heard what you said to me earlier, and thought you didn't like her, so now she wants to break up with me."

Xia Yueqing only heard one person say such a thing, and that was Mrs. Pei.

So, talking to the old lady on the phone?

So early?

With mixed feelings in her heart, she retreated silently.

He didn't listen to what Pei Yiting said.

Anyway, it won't change their ending, will it?

Outside, the old lady who was talking on the phone with Pei Yiting regretted her past.

"Yiting, I don't really intend for you to break up. You must make it clear to Qingqing." The old lady originally only wanted to test her son's feelings for Xia Yueqing.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yueqing heard part of this temptation by such a coincidence, causing such a big misunderstanding.

Now I am so regretful that my intestines are green.

"Also, how is Qingqing now? Is she all right?"

Last night, she later received a call from Pei Yiting, saying that Xia Yueqing was vomiting and diarrhea, and the old lady was so scared that she didn't sleep well all night.

That's why I called so early to say hello.

"Um."

It can be heard that the son is also in a bad mood, and the old lady is half distressed and half regretful.

It seems that Yi Ting's affection for Xia Yueqing is deeper than he imagined.

Why was she so obsessed with ghosts and said such things?

The key is that Xia Yueqing heard it.

"Okay, okay, you haven't slept well all night, go to sleep first, don't go to work today."

What the old lady said was true. When she came back from the hospital last night, it was already two or three o'clock in the night.

Pei Yiting only slept for two or three hours.

As for Xia Yueqing's affairs, the old lady decided to go out and explain to her in person.

"That's it for now." Pei Yiting cut off the phone.

After standing in the kitchen for a while, he grabbed a handful of rice and threw it into the pot to make porridge.

After a while, Pei Yiting took a bath while cooking porridge.

When he came out of the shower, there was a fierce doorbell ringing outside.

His eyebrows twitched, and he walked over to open the door, and sure enough, he saw Mrs. Pei standing outside on time.

"Mom, why are you here?" Pei Yiting was helpless.

The key is not to know.

The old lady held a slaughtered old hen and stuffed it into Pei Yiting's hand, talking while changing her shoes. "You guys are making such a fuss, why don't you feel relieved if I'm not the mother of this song?"

He glanced around, but didn't see Xia Yueqing.

"You didn't go to bed? Didn't you let you sleep?" The tone was reproachful.

In the eyes of the old lady, the son will always be a child.

Pei Yiting pulled his lips and closed the door. "I am not sleepy."

Picking up the bag in his hand, he asked the old lady, "What is this?"

"Oh, the old hen sent by this family, I will make up for you and Qingqing. Chicken soup is the best."

Pei Yiting "..."

He is young and energetic, what needs to be done?

"Your aunt didn't come? Then you go to the kitchen and I'll make soup for you." The old lady rolled up her sleeves, as if she was going to do a big job.

Pei Yiting's face was full of black lines, "Mom, stop busy."

"Why don't you help me? Don't I want to make up for my mistakes?" The old lady was also a little depressed.

"No, I'll make it clear to Xia Yueqing."

On the contrary, the old lady ran over so early in the morning, maybe Xia Yueqing's reaction was even greater.

"I still have to come forward about this matter, otherwise Qingqing will have pimples in her heart, just like your sister-in-law. You have also seen how long it took between me and your sister-in-law to be like a normal mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

The old lady has now learned a lesson, and her temper is no longer what she used to be.

In fact, she was right to do so, her son and daughter-in-law were filial, her grandson was cute, and she really enjoyed the feeling of family happiness.

"She's angry with me now." Pei Yiting said with a dark face.

The old lady's words just ignited Xia Yueqing's anger and accelerated their conflict.

"You?" The old lady squinted at her son, "What good did you do? Did you make someone angry?"

And so angry?

"It's okay." Pei Yiting shook his head, making it clear that he didn't intend to go into details with the old lady.

The old lady was not surprised by this result.

After all, children can't help their mothers.

"It's up to you if you don't say anything." The old lady opened the refrigerator, took out the old hen that Pei Yiting had just put in, and walked into the kitchen.

The porridge in the pot is almost ready, exuding a scent of rice.

The old lady rushed out as if she had discovered some new world, "You made this porridge?"

Pei Yiting didn't expect that the old lady would go in suddenly, and his expression was a little uneasy.

"Oh, son, I didn't expect you to cook, so virtuous?" The old lady's face was full of disbelief.

Virtuous? Pei Yiting's expression was extremely ugly.

"Mom, stop talking."

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have been in the kitchen.

"Are you shy? This is your chance to show off. How can you be shy just because I said something about you?"