He suddenly felt a headache.
Her face changed: "nonsense, where can we not have a male grandson in a family like ours? Who can inherit our family's foundation? Should we give it to outsiders for nothing? Are you stupid? I'll tell you, one male grandson is not enough, at least two or three, so the boss won't be tired, you know? "
Jinyuan kneaded his eyebrows: "Mom, I'll talk about it later. I'm tired."
Qin Peirong noticed the tiredness in her son's eyebrows, and she was distressed again. She forgot what she had just thought: "it's my fault. Please sit down quickly. Dinner is ready in the kitchen. Come right away."
Look at the chair, then he said, "don't you like it? When you come back, she doesn't even call her. I don't know how you treat her like that. I haven't seen her go out all day. It's really... "
She said while shaking her head, to Qiao Si Mu is 12 points despise.
Jinyuan sighed, and guessed why Qiao simu didn't show up. His mother didn't discuss these actions with her.
He opened his mouth to ask, looked at his mother's displeasure, thought about it and swallowed it.
He stood up and said, "she may be a little tired. After all, she has children. I'll go to see her and we'll come down to have dinner with you later."
Qin Peirong snorted, turned her head and said nothing.
"Go ahead, go ahead. You've forgotten what I said just now. Alas, I forgot my mother when I married my daughter-in-law..."
As if he didn't hear it, he turned and left.
What he wants to know now is what his wife is doing, rather than being unhappy with his mother.
When he got upstairs, he could see the change with a slight sweep of his eyes. Sure enough, the painting on the corridor was gone.
He sighed, stood at the bedroom door and knocked, without hearing an answer.
He thought about it and knocked twice.
This time a voice came out: "come in."
It's a dull voice, like a very unhappy one.
He pushed the door open and went in. At a glance, he saw her leaning on the bed with her legs bent up and an iPad on her long thigh. It seemed that she was watching the drama, but her eyes were empty.
Even Jinyuan didn't move her when she came in. She just looked at him and lowered her head.
It's obvious that she's not happy.
"What's the matter?" He walked over and gently pulled away the iPad that she wasn't actually watching.
She looked at him, a face of displeasure: "I don't like your mother."
She thought for a whole afternoon and listened to Qin Peirong's series of actions outside the door. She found that she had moved almost all the furniture in her home, and also interfered in many of the decorations she had designed. It can be said that there was no place she hadn't moved except her and Jinyuan's rooms.
Even she suspected that if it wasn't for the fear of provoking Jinyuan, Qin Peirong would dare to break into their bedroom.
She looked at Jinyuan pitifully: "can you tell her not to interfere in our home?"
She has been with Jinyuan for so long, and she is familiar with his character. She knows that although he has a bad relationship with his father, he has a good relationship with his mother. So when she says this, she is still very nervous.
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