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Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Shen Limei as if he was rejecting her, and Shen Limei looked at her with her eyes.

"Haozhe, wait for me. You're not feeling well, let me help you to your room."

"Mom, why did you close the door? "Mom, open the door, open the door!"

Moreover, Nanfeng Haozhe felt that something was off about him becoming more and more intense.

Looks like, he had been schemed against by Shen Limei.

Nanfeng Haozhe's bloodshot eyes looked at Jiang Ruxue, and he could not help but ask: "Jiang Ruxue, are you and my mother scheming against me? Did you arrange this? "

Jiang Ruxue looked at Nanfeng Haozhe with flickering eyes, but said: "Haozhe, what are you thinking about? How could I possibly scheme you with my aunt? Auntie called to say that you were sick and asked me to take care of you, so I came to take care of you … "

Nanfeng Haozhe gradually felt that his vision was blurry, his head was spinning, and his body was still hot. Annoyed, he stood leaning against the cold wall.

"Hao Zhe, don't be scared. I, I really don't have anything, I just came to take care of you. Tell me, what happened to you? "

"Don't pretend. Jiang Ruxue, you think I don't know? My mom put something in the milk, don't you think? You two want me to give in together? I'm telling you, don't even think about it! "

"Mom, I'm your son. Why would you scheme against me? Or could it be that in your eyes, I'm not even comparable to Jiang Ruxue? Mom, you can forgive Jiang Ruxue for plotting against your daughter-in-law. Because you don't like Han Yao. But, you can still tolerate her scheming against your son? Understandable? Why? Because I don't have time for you? "

Shen Limei was downstairs. Listening to Nanfeng Haozhe's words, she tried to convince herself that she was doing this for her son.

"Mom, I know, you can hear me. You come up, you open the door for me. How is it? Mom, open the door for me. I don't mind what you do to me. From now on, I will always be with you, okay? "

Nanfeng Haozhe squatted in the corner and continuously grabbed at the shirt on his body. He wanted to take off his clothes. His body felt like it was being bitten by an ant.

So uncomfortable ….

If only Yao'er was here at this time.

But, this woman in front of him … She was not Yao'er, she was Jiang Ruxue, a Jiang Ruxue filled with scheming. Just thinking about it, if he were to kiss such a woman, Nanfeng Haozhe would not be able to take it.

If he had to do something even more intimate with this woman, he would rather die.

"Mom, don't force me!"

Nanfeng Haozhe's voice was filled with disappointment. He no longer had any expectations for his own mother. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that his repeated connivance would make his mother even more outrageous.

"Mom, I have to endure this again and again. Do you know why? It's Han Yao, she's kind, she's advised me to forgive you time and again. You are my mother, she told me. If you make a mistake, anyone has the right to point at you. But I didn't. She told me that if I had offended you because of her, she would not forgive herself. Mom, you only know how to target Han Yao. Have you ever thought about how Han Yao would say all these for you? "

Nanfeng Haozhe closed his eyes and endured the pain he felt as he pressed his body against the wall. In this way, the cool wall would allow him to feel a bit more awake and comfortable.

"Mom, open the door. Open the door."

"Haozhe, Mommy did it for your own good. This time, Mom. Mom is helping you. Haozhe, Little Snow is a good child. Mom promises you that as long as you and Little Snow get along, Mom won't force you anymore. Hao Zhe, for the last time, even if you hate your mother, in the future you can still blame your mother. Mom had to do it. Because, mother knows, only by doing this can you not immerse yourself in Han Yao's image. That's all Mom can do for you … "

Shen Limei knew that Nanfeng Haozhe was still worried about him, and that was why he was so ruthless to Jiang Ruxue and the Jiang Family. and the Jiang Clan did indeed do something to make Hao Zhe angry. However, compared to Han Yao, Shen Limei still wanted Nanfeng Haozhe to marry Jiang Ruxue more.

"Xiao Xue, I'll leave Hao Zhe to you. Xiao Xue, you have to do your best for Aunty. "

With that said, Shen Limei turned around and walked out of the villa.

Before he left, Shen Limei had told the nanny that she had to stand at the entrance of the villa and not care about the things between Nanfeng Haozhe and Jiang Ruxue.

Although the nanny was hired by Nanfeng Haozhe, she knew that if she were to take care of this matter, she would be offending both Jiang Ruxue and Shen Limei. If she didn't care, she would just offend Nanfeng Haozhe. Compared to these two women, she would rather offend Nanfeng Haozhe.

Actually, after working at Nanfeng Haozhe's home for such a long time, the nanny had some understanding of Nanfeng Haozhe. Don't think that Nanfeng Haozhe's face was cold even in the sky, but he was actually warm-hearted. His feelings for Han Yao were deeper than anyone else's.

The nanny looked at Shen Limei who was about to leave, and could not help but say: "Mrs. Shen, I have something that I don't know whether or not I should say."

"What are you trying to say?"

"In fact, ever since his wife left, the young master has been drinking heavily. I have been watching the young master's feelings for his wife all this time. Although I didn't know it before, I had been watching them ever since my wife became pregnant. The mistress and the Young Master have a very good relationship. "

"Alright, I know what you're going to say. You're talking about your wife when she was still here. If she was still with the young master, I might have let them be together. But now that his wife was gone, she had lost her memory. Furthermore, he left with a man. Are you going to keep my son thinking about a woman who's gone? Then, decades later, it was discovered that the woman had married another man and given birth to a child, and my son was still so lonely? You're just a nanny. Why do you care? If my son's happiness is delayed, will you be responsible? "