Chapter 401

Han Meier's face became even uglier, her fists were clenched silently, she seemed to convince herself in her heart, then she loosened her fists slowly, and she pulled Ji Qing's other hand One hand: "Xiaoqing, don't treat mom like this, mom will be very sad if you treat mom like this..."

Considering that she is pregnant, Ji Qing broke free and did not shake her off: "Please don't touch me easily, I feel sick, and besides my husband, no one is qualified to touch me!"

Han Meier pretended to be sad and said, "Xiaoqing, I am your mother..."

After a while, Han Meier pretended to be reluctant and said: "Xiaoqing, if you don't hold your hand for mother, why do you hold your hand for Lin Zihang? Don't you hold your hand only for men?"

Ji Qing's eyes became cold, and her voice was cold: "You keep talking about Lin Zihang, do you have something to do with him? Or do you have a crush on him?"

Han Meier's face turned pale, and then she squeezed out a smile: "How can I have a crush on Lin Zihang, I only like your father."

Ji Qing glanced at her coldly, and then smiled sweetly at Gu Ji who was beside her: "Shall we sit over there? The air here is so fresh..."

The corner of Gu Jishen's mouth twitched with affection: "Okay."

Han Meier quickly blocked their way: "Xiao Qing, why are you leaving in such a hurry, I heard you say that the air here is not good? Then let's talk in another place..."

"As long as you are there, the air will not be good."

A trace of resentment flashed quickly in the depths of Han Meier's eyes, she slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, and continued to smile and said: "What are you talking about, silly boy, what about me? It's because there are too many people here, and the air is not good enough. Well, how can you blame me?"

"Hehe!" Ji Qing sneered.

Han Meier's complexion became extremely ugly, and then she raised her voice and said loudly, as if no one had heard: "Xiaoqing, I am your mother, you made me so embarrassing in public, you still have Have no conscience?"

The eyes of the pregnant women present and their husbands all fell on Ji Qing.

"This sentence should be for me to ask you, my father treats you so well, but you do something that I'm sorry for him, do you have any conscience?"

Han Meier seemed to have heard something unbelievable, she took two steps back in shock, she raised her eyes to look at Ji Qing, and it took a while before she opened her mouth: "What did you say? What did you say? I'm sorry your dad When did I do something wrong with your father?"

"You know it very well in your heart, so I don't need to say it." Ji Qing said coldly.

Han Meier's heart was very confused, did she know what she was wrong about? So she knows what she did?

Or maybe she was cheating on her?

This bitch must have lied to her! Yes, it must be one of a kind!

After thinking about it this way, Han Meier's smile became brighter and brighter: "Xiaoqing, do you have a fever? You child, you have a burning head, don't you? Don't worry, what you just said, mother will not blame you. Yours, your head is confused, how can you believe what you say?"

The corners of Ji Qing's mouth slightly hooked: "You know very well whether I have a fever or not, but you, who exude anger all the time, jump at men when you see them. I think you are the one who is angry!"