C121 Young Master Ye's maid 43

She always felt that all the hardships Xiao Yehan had gone through during the past few years were caused by her. When she thought of this, she felt an incomparable pain and became depressed.

Every time this happened, she would still stubbornly refuse to accept treatment, as if she had locked herself in a mental prison.

This time, Yinmo did not give her the chance to close her eyes. He stubbornly sat beside his mother, not willing to move an inch.

Fu Fengyi closed her eyes and endured her tears. She knew what her son meant. Ye Mo was actually very filial. Other than the fact that he wanted to fight against Ye Haoran, which was a result of him venting his anger for so many years, everything else would go according to his mother's wishes.

She still remembered once when she was sick and refused to use medicine. When she had a fever, Ye Mo would stay by her bed and take care of her all night.

She asked him why he was so filial at such a young age. It was rare for someone of his age to be so filial to his mother. He told her that because he wanted to put the filial piety of Xiao Han together, he had to do more than the average two sons.

Fu Fengyi had her eyes closed from start to finish. Ye Mo knew that she was not asleep. She just didn't want to talk, and he didn't want to talk, so he just stayed by her side. A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

"Auntie, this is Song Wanting. Can I come in?"

"Mom, please get up. We need to talk for a while." Ye Mo still wanted someone to distract Fu Fengyi's attention.

Fu Fengyi would usually think for others. She would not force herself in front of Ye Mo. In front of outsiders, she would pretend to be happy. He believed that she would really be happy if he pretended to be with her.

"Come in!" Song Wanting opened the door and came in with a tray with a bowl of porridge on it.

"Auntie, here's the porridge. I just cooked it personally in the kitchen and it's the best for climacteric people. Drink some and see if my cooking is good."

"Alright, it smells good. Tingting is more sensible." Fu Fengyi praised.

Ye Mo helped his mother sit up, and took the wheat porridge that Song Wan Ting had brought to his mother and blew on it.

"Mom, I'll feed you."

This was the first time Song Wanting saw Ye Mo take care of her mother like this, so she couldn't help but be moved. He didn't expect that the crown prince, who would be served wherever he went, would even serve his mother personally.

Fu Fengyi shook her head. She took the bowl and softly said, "I think it's better if I do it myself. If you're really filial, you should have asked Tingting for a child earlier."

Song Wanting blushed and called out in a delicate voice, "Auntie!"

Seeing that Ye Mo was silent, Fu Fengyi asked, "Mo'er, did you not hear what mother said?"

Ye Mo laughed, "I heard it. I was thinking, why haven't I seen any movement after working so hard for so long? I don't know if my methods are wrong, or if my body is not strong enough. "

He was simply raving to please his mother.

The smile on Song Wanting's face stiffened. She thought to herself, "You sure are crafty." The black ones have all been turned white by you, when did you work hard? No, it was actually an effort. It was just an effort on another woman.

Fu Fengyi's attention was successfully diverted by Ye Mo's humorous words. She glared at her son before slowly drinking a mouthful of congee. She then said, "Are you sure your hard work is correct?" What Fu Fengyi meant was, he was hinting that Fu Fengyi might have run over to have sex with another woman.

Of course, Ye-Mo knew what her mother wanted to say. He rubbed his nose and asked her with a smile, "Mom, are you trying to give me some knowledge about physiology?"

With that, he turned around to look at the flushed Song Wanting, "Tell me, was my hard work in the right place, or was it wrong?"

"This …" Song Wanting simply didn't know how to reply.

He didn't know what else to say. If he was right, he would have been fooled by this cunning man.

"You damn kid, stop playing rogue here and trying to confuse us!" Fu Fengyi said in annoyance, while Ye Mo laughed even more.

Normally, Ye Mo would keep a calm face, but it was rare for him to be this good at acting and acting like a treasure. She knew that her son was trying to make her happy. She wanted to blame him, but she couldn't bear to say too much.

Besides, she knew that he wasn't a reckless person. Now that he did this, it might be partly because of Ye Haoran.

Every once in a while, he would do something that would make Ye Haoran's head hurt. It was as if as long as his father was free, he would suffer.

"Alright, I'm full. Eat this. I still have something to say to you." Fu Fengyi handed the porridge to his son, while Ye Mo continued to giggle.

"I'm not eating. You're regulating a woman's menopause. Later on, I'll be neither a boy nor a girl so I won't be able to complete my mission of spawning a grandson." As Ye Mo spoke, he pushed it back to his mother to coax her to eat more.

Fu Fengyi drank two or three more mouthfuls before she let Ye Mo take it away. This time, her expression was a bit more serious.

"Mo'er, when I came, why did I seem to see a few guest rooms filled with people? You have a lot of customers?" Fu Fengyi asked tentatively.

"No, Mom. There's no guest." I asked Xia Yihan, Fang Lina, and the other female servants to stay here. I still remember when I first bought this villa, you told me not to live in such a big house. What did he say? Ah, that's right. They say that if there are too few people and not enough people, the world will be in chaos. "I've thought about it for so long, and I've finally figured it out. My mom was right, so I got them all to stay here. This time, it's really popular."

Song Wanting stood to the side and was shocked by Ye Mo. How could she not see that Ye Mo was a glib person? It was clearly an unreasonable thing to cause trouble, but he made it sound like it was reasonable.

He probably hadn't said so much in front of her. It seemed that his mother held a very high position in his heart, which was why she spent so much effort to play Tai Chi with him.

Fu Fengyi snorted.

"The people you live in are all women. No matter how popular they are, they don't have a manly air about them."

Ye Mo pretended to be serious and asked, "What do you mean? Let me call in the security guards? Every guest room had a man placed inside? Then wouldn't my reputation be ruined? Everyone thinks I'm gay. "

Fu Fengyi couldn't help but pat his son and shout, "You're talking nonsense! Are you trying to piss me off!"

This time, Ye Mo became serious. He looked at his mother's face and said seriously, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I didn't do anything rash. If you don't believe me, ask Wanting to know."

With that, he turned his head to look at Song Wanting with a dark face.

How could he not know that it was Song Wanting who complained? It was just that his mother didn't want to sell her out, so she pretended that no one knew what lived in the house.

Song Wanting had a big smile on her face as she walked forward to comfort Fu Fengyi, "Auntie, Zimo didn't do anything rash, so don't worry."

"Tingting, help Auntie take this down." Fu Fengyi pointed at the plate on the bedside table.

"Alright!" Song Wanting obediently carried the tray away. There was only the mother and son left in the room. Fu Fengyi's expression became much more serious.

"Ye Mo!" She called him by his first name, and each time she called him that meant that now the son was not her own son, but the son of society as a whole, and she had to discipline him.

"Mom, are you here? Are you going to use family law?" Ye Mo teased.

"Don't give me the smirk! Tell me the truth, what did you do with those women? I heard there was another one from the nightclub? Aren't you just messing around? "

Ye Mo remained silent as Fu Fengyi reprimanded him, "And that Fang Lina, I don't believe you would fall for a woman like her. I also don't believe that my son would fall for a girl from a nightclub.

Actually, part of the reason Ye Mo did all this was to provoke that Xia woman, but part of the reason was to make Ye Haoran angry.

Without their rigid paternity, he would have dealt with the woman in a much more low-key way.

His mother's question was asking if he did it on purpose to Ye Haoran. He did not say anything, did not deny it.

Fu Fengyi sighed and asked, "Child, how long are you going to go for? When you're sixty, and your dad is eighty or ninety, will you still be like this? "

Ye Mo's expression changed and he looked indifferent. He looked at his mother and said seriously, "Mom, I did all this for Xiao Han, you know." After so many years of suffering, should the person who lost him be able to sleep peacefully and happily become his governor? I can listen to you about anything. I have my own principles on this matter. If you want to know how long it has been, wait until you find Han. If he lives well, I might consider stopping. Otherwise, I would have to buy a luxury cruise, a helicopter, and advertising everywhere to let the people of the whole country know that the governor of Dongjiang Province, Ye Haoran, has an extravagant son. If nothing happens, the disciplinary department will invite him for a cup of tea, and I'll be happy. "

Every time he brought up this issue, he would be in a deadlock. In the end, Fu Fengyi would follow along with Ye Mo.

It was because her heart was also conflicted, feeling as if their family had been happy and harmonious, and she was sorry for the lost child. He might not be able to eat well or wear warm clothes, or he might be broken by the dark organizations of beggars, forcing him to beg for food. When you think of your child, you think of everything. You think of anything bad.

After all these years of secretly loving that man, wasn't she also hating him?

After a moment of silence, Fu Fengyi sighed and said to Ye Mo, "You've let Tingting down by doing this, and caused her to suffer a lot. Our Ye Family cannot treat them like this. "

"Mom, if she really was a picky person, I would treat her well. It's a pity that she isn't. I've already talked to her. If she doesn't want to leave, she can leave at any time. I'll give her a lot of compensation so that she can become the richest woman in the entire Dong Jiang Province. She didn't want to. She had to stay here. If a person feels wronged yet refuses to leave, do you think you can blame others? "