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At noon on New Year's Eve, Mrs. Ye showed up in Pei Qingcheng's mother's ward on time. When Pei Qingcheng arrived, Mrs. ye had already come and was sitting by her mother's bed to massage her arms.

Pei Qingcheng was moved a little bit and hurried over: "Mom, I'll come."

"No, it's OK to give my family a massage." Mrs. Ye gently smiles and pats the chair beside her: "sit down!"

Pei Qingcheng sits down beside Mrs. Ye. While massaging, Mrs. Ye says to Pei Qingcheng, "Ji Chen and his father came in the morning. They have a lunch meeting at noon, so we can't get together in time."

I didn't expect that Mr. Ye also came. Pei Qingcheng was a little surprised.

"You do. I thank you for mom."

"It's family," he said Mrs. ye turned her head and looked at her: "at least, we are still."

Pei Qingcheng is a little confused. Before that, Mrs. Ye was very opposed to her. Why now she and ye are separated and accept her instead?

Pei Qingcheng always doesn't like to hide and tuck in. If you have something to say.

She poured tea for Mrs. ye and put it on the bedside table: "I remember that before I did a lot of things that made you unhappy. It's hard for you to let go of the past."

Mrs. Ye's beautiful eyes are suffused with a silky smile, and the corners of her eyes have thin wrinkles, but they do not affect her aesthetic feeling at all.

She seemed to ponder for a moment, and then replied, "which mother would like to make her son scarred?"

What Mrs. ye said is reasonable, so Mrs. Ye didn't like her at first. Pei Qingcheng didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she thought it was strange to like her.

she had long eyelashes, unconsciously scratching her nails, and had been coated with a transparent nail polish to make her out of order.

Mrs. ye took her hand: "in fact, now, I can't say that I like you very much, but the old lady likes you very much. How can I be such a villain if I object again?"

"But ye and I are tired. Maybe," said Pei Qingcheng, who was about to separate the last half of the sentence.

"I know, your fiance has come back to life."

The word resurrection is really weird.

"I also know that it is Ji Chen who can do this kind of thing. He will give you whatever you want, and even create a lover for you."

"It wasn't created. It wasn't Yin Han who died that year." Pei Qingcheng raised his head and explained weakly.

"It doesn't matter who the dead one is, but who is in your heart." Mrs. Ye looks into Pei Qingcheng's eyes. It seems that Mrs. Ye's eyes can shoot into Pei Qingcheng's chest to see what her heart is thinking.

For a moment, Pei Qingcheng shook his head in confusion and nodded again.

"I always love Yin Han in my heart, and ye tired knows that, so he agreed to divorce me."

Mrs. Ye's hand, which was held on Pei Qingcheng's wrist, gently released, patted the back of her hand, and nodded: "you can make it clear. Today's new year's Eve, don't say those words."

Mrs. Ye is a smart person. She knows when to hold back.

They stay in the ward for a while, and Pei Qingcheng follows Mrs. Ye directly to Ye's house.

Old lady ye also came back from the sanatorium. She saw Pei Qingcheng walking with a walking stick: "my good granddaughter-in-law, you finally came. I waited for you for a long time, but I thought you would not come!"

"You promised grandma, how can you not come?" Pei Qingcheng smiles shallowly.

However, looking at the old lady's kind eyebrow, she felt warm in her heart.

"Only when the old lady sees you will she smile." Ye said with a smile.

The old lady immediately gouged out her one eye: "why, I usually treat you very fierce?"

"Not fierce, not fierce, very kind." Mrs. ye walked away with a smile: "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. I won't disturb the conversation between your grandparents and grandchildren."

Old lady Ye takes Pei Qingcheng's hand to sit on the sofa, and orders the housekeeper to serve snacks: "I've specially changed a pastry master. You'll have a taste of his craftsmanship later. How about that compared with Chuang Sheng's Xiaomeng?"

The nose is very colorful.

"Try this mung bean cake. Although it is common, it is not easy to make it delicious."

Pei Qingcheng picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. As soon as he put it into his mouth, he had a very strong smell of mung bean and milk. The two flavors did not compete with each other. Moreover, the cake felt coarse and tasteful.

Pei Qingcheng nodded while eating: "very delicious."

Old lady side also fished in troubled waters to pick up a piece, but Pei Qingcheng stopped in time.

"It's a little sweet, granny. You can only have one."

"Qingcheng girl." The old lady flat mouth: "eat one more piece will not die."

At this time, housekeeper Hu, who was also surnamed Hu, interrupted: "old lady, there are ice sugar elbows tonight. If you eat too much sugar in the snack, you can't eat the iced sugar elbow tonight."Finally, the old lady reluctantly put down the mung bean cake in her hand, and gave housekeeper Hu a look: "you can, you know everything."

Housekeeper Hu laughs and hides.

Ye's family is full of warmth, which seems different from Pei Qingcheng's imagination.

At this time, the sound of high-heeled shoes came from outside the gate, cluttered and cluttered, and then Shen Yao's graceful figure appeared at the gate.

Before the man came in, the pleasant voice began to ring.

"Oh, it's so fragrant. My nose will lose its fragrance."

Then they approached them and sat down on the armrest of the old lady's sofa, leaned against the old lady's shoulder, picked up a piece of radish cake and put it into his mouth: "well, did you change the pastry maker, how did it taste different?"

"It's just your mouth!" The old lady patted her angrily: "I don't wash my hands when I come back. I'm a dog like CEO outside. I'll be a child when I come home!"

"In front of grandma, I will always be a child." Shen remote affectionately rubbed his head on the old lady's shoulder and waved with Pei Qingcheng: "Hi, Qingcheng, you're back."

I have to say, Shen Yaoyao really can speak.

She didn't say that you were here. She said you were back, as if this was Pei Qingcheng's home.

Pei Qingcheng smiles at her and nods: "well."

The old lady pushed her to wash her hands: "go wash your hands and change clothes! By the way, isn't your grandfather coming back for the Spring Festival this year? "

"The doctor said that grandfather's heart rate has been a little irregular recently, so he can't fly."

"Well, I can't help it when I'm old. I can't use the parts in my body." The old lady sighed: "when will you fly over to spend the Spring Festival with him?"

"I'm going to parachute on the first day of the next day to make my grandfather happy." Shen Yao squeezed her eyes at the old lady and said, "today I'm going to spend the new year's Eve with my grandfather. I can't neglect either side. '

the old lady was so excited by her that she couldn't help patting her: "just your mouth is sweet!"

"If I don't have a sweet mouth, you'll only hurt me." Shen Yuan got up and went upstairs to change clothes. As soon as she came back, the living room was much more lively than before.

Shen Yao has a kind of aura on her body. No matter who she is, she can't be hated.

After sitting with the old lady for a while, Pei Qingcheng felt a little stuffy. In fact, the heating in the living room was just on. It was neither cold nor hot.

But Pei Qingcheng only felt the heat in his stomach.

The old lady saw that she was restless and touched her hand: "what's the matter? What's the trouble? "

"No, it's probably because I've had too many snacks. I've got to stop eating."

"Then I'll go with you to the garden."

"I'll go by myself. It's cold outside." Pei Qingcheng said in a hurry: "I can do it myself."

"Well, take a walk around the lotus garden in the south. Don't walk all around. It's too big. I'm so tired." The old lady asked.

Pei Qingcheng nodded, put on his coat and went to the door.

The floor area of Ye's family and Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng should not be much different. They are both big and frightening manors, so it will take some time to really walk around.

She walked slowly along the stone path to the lotus garden. It was really cold outside, and the snow covered the tree crown and road surface, which made the huge manor even more enchanting.

As soon as the cold wind blows, my stomach seems not so sad.

Pei Qingcheng's early pregnancy reaction is not particularly serious, but it is not without.

As the days went by, she didn't know what to do. She only knew that if she dragged on like this, the child would only grow up day by day. No matter what decision she made, it would be more difficult.

Pei Qingcheng is standing at the gate of lotus garden. The flowers inside are buried by the heavy snow, and nothing can be seen.

She stood for a long time and didn't know what she was looking at. She didn't even hear the footsteps behind her.

Ye is tired of standing behind her, looking at the light blue figure.

Pei Qingcheng has always loved light colored clothes, light blue, light lotus, lotus root powder, light purple.

Light, only a little bit more than white, neither pure nor monotonous.

He did not know that Yu Qingqing was deliberately imitating the clothes of Pei Qingcheng.

She is not much different from Pei Qingcheng, but shorter than her.

In fact, wearing the same clothes does not mean the same person. As like as two peas as like as two peas,

's fishing is not identical to that of pee.

With long black curly hair, light blue coat and light brown leather boots, her back is thin and stubborn.

Ye is tired and attentive for a long time. A cold wind blows and blows the snow off the branches. Some of them fall on Pei Qingcheng's face. She tightens her neck.

Ye is tired and takes off his scarf and walks towards Pei Qingcheng.

She heard the creaking sound of shoes stepping on the snow, and looked back at Ye tired.He was wearing a black coat, in sharp contrast to the white sky.

Only his handsome face can make this black and white look smart.

My breath is a little bit stagnant, and my heart is speeding up. I feel flustered and short of breath.

I don't know why, her hatred for Ye's tiredness is gone. It's not what she imagined. Seeing him will have no feeling.

It's not like that.

She is still in a daze, ye tired has approached her, his scarf in his hand around Pei Qingcheng's neck.

When there are still some warm cashmere scarves on Pei Qingcheng's cheek, she immediately feels Ye's tired body temperature and taste.

This smell, actually let her heart constrict.

She was very uncomfortable shrinking.

Raise your head and look at Ye's tired eyes.

As always gentle, but too deep, Pei Qingcheng dare not see more, as if will be trapped in can not get out.

She quickly lowered her head and said, "thank you."

"How long have you been out?" Ye asks softly.

"For a while." It's been a long time. Her hands are cold. She can't help but put her hands on her lips and breathe.

At the same time, her hands are wrapped in Ye's tired and warm palms, and they are put into his arms, just sticking to his chest.

He was wearing a soft cashmere sweater, very warm, but he could feel his strong chest muscles directly.

Forget the struggle, but did not forget to ask him quietly: "chest injury, OK?"

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