Chapter 98

Every time like this, she would stubbornly refuse to receive treatment, as if she had put herself in a spiritual prison.

This time ye Zimo didn't give her a chance to close down. He sat by his mother's side and refused to move.

Fu Fengyi closed her eyes and held back tears. She knew what her son meant. Ye Zimo is actually very filial, except for what he intended to fight against Ye Haoran, which was the vent of his resentment for many years, everything else followed his mother's will.

She still remembers one time when she was ill and refused to take medicine. When she had a fever, ye Zimo stayed by her bed all night to take care of her.

She asked him why he was so filial. It was rare for him to be filial to his mother at his age. He told her that because he wanted to put Xiaohan's filial piety together, he would have to do more than the other two sons.

Fu Fengyi always closed her eyes, ye Zimo knew that she was not asleep. She just didn't want to talk, and he didn't say it, so she was quietly with her. After a while, someone knocked at the door.

"Auntie, this is song wanting. May I come in?"

"Mom, get up and talk to wanting for a while." Ye Zimo still wants someone to distract Fu Fengyi's attention.

Fu Fengyi is often considerate of others. She will not force herself in front of the leaf ink face. In front of outsiders, she will pretend to be happy. He believed that she was really happy when she was dressed.

"Come in!" Ye Zimo raised his voice and said that song wanting opened the door and came in with a tray in her hand, on which was a bowl of porridge.

"Auntie, this is wheat and jujube porridge. I just cooked it by myself in the kitchen. It's the best for menopause people. You can have some and see if my craft is good."

"Good, smell very fragrant, or Tingting sensible." Fu Fengyi praised.

Ye Zimo helped his mother to sit up. He took the wheat porridge from song wanting and took it to his mother and blew it.

"Mom, I'll feed you."

Song wanting is the first time to see ye Zimo take care of her mother, and she can't help but feel a little moved. I didn't expect that the prince, who had to be served by a large number of people, would serve his mother himself.

Fu Fengyi shook her head, took over the bowl and said softly, "I'll come by myself. If you're really filial, you'll have a baby with Tingting early."

Song wanting's face turned red and she called out in a coquettish voice: "Auntie!"

See ye Zimo do not speak, Fu Fengyi asked: "Mo Er, you did not hear mother's words?"

Ye Zimo said with a smile: "I heard you. I'm not thinking, why have I worked so hard for so long that I haven't seen any movement yet? I don't know if it's my method or my body is not strong enough. "

In order to make his mother happy, he just talked nonsense.

Song wanting's smile on her face was stiff. She thought, you are really cunning. Black is said to be white by you, when did you work hard? It's not. In fact, it's hard work. It's just trying to work on other women.

Fu Fengyi's attention was successfully diverted by Ye Zimo's humorous words. She glared at her son, took a long sip of porridge, and then said, "are you sure you are right in your efforts?" What Fu Fengyi means is to indicate whether he has gone to work with other women.

Of course, he touched his mother's nose and said, "what do you want to know about physiology?"

With that, he looked back at song wanting, whose face was bright red. "You said, what I tried to do was right or wrong."

"This..." Song wanting simply did not know how to answer.

He didn't know what to say. If he was right, he was deceived by this cunning man.

"You dead boy, don't play hooligans here and confuse the public and the public!" Fu Fengyi was angry, and ye Zimo laughed more fiercely.

At ordinary times, ye Zimo always has a calm face. It's hard to be so good-natured and playful as he is now. She knew that her son was making her happy. She wanted to blame him, but she couldn't bear to say too much.

What's more, she also knows that he is not a random person. Now that he is like this, maybe part of the reason is to go for ye Haoran.

He has to do something to make ye Haoran's head big every once in a while. It seems that as long as his father is idle, he will suffer.

"Well, I'm full. You eat this, and I'll tell you something after that." Fu Fengyi handed the porridge to her son. Ye Zimo still laughed.

"If you don't eat, you're regulating the menopause of women. You'll eat me later, and you won't be able to fulfill the task of giving birth to grandchildren." Ye Zimo said, and pushed back to his mother, coax her to eat more.

Fu Fengyi drank two or three more mouthfuls and then let Ye Zimo take it away. This time, her face was more serious.

"Mo'er, when I came, why did I see that several guest rooms were occupied and you had a lot of guests here?" Fu Fengyi asked tentatively.

"No, Ma, no guests. I want Xia Yihan Fang Lina to live in. I still remember when I bought this villa, you told me not to live in such a big house. What do you mean? Ah, by the way, if there are too few people and people are not popular, they will be full of yin and Yang. After thinking for so long, I finally figured it out. My mother was right. I asked them to live in it. This time, they were very popularSong wanting stands aside and is stunned by Ye Zimo. How can she not see that ye Zimo is still a glib person? Obviously, it is unreasonable to make trouble. What he said seems to be more reasonable.

He didn't say so much in front of her. It seems that his mother's status in his heart is really heavy. He would spend so much time and carefully play Tai Chi with her.

Fu Fengyi snorted.

"All the women you live in are women. Even if you are very popular, your Yang will not be prosperous."

Ye Zimo pretended to be serious again and asked, "Mom, what do you mean? Let me call all the security guards in? A man in each room? So my reputation is over? They think I'm gay. "

Fu Fengyi couldn't help patting his son and yelling at him: "you're going to give me nonsense here. You're going to piss me off!"

This time ye Zimo was really serious. He looked at his mother's face, and his tone became more serious: "you can rest assured. I know what I have in mind. I don't believe you ask wanting."

With that, he turned his head and looked at song wanting, her face a little heavy.

How could he not know that it was song wanting who complained. His mother just didn't want to sell song wanting and pretended that she didn't know who lived in the house.

With a smile on her face, song wanting stepped forward to comfort Fu Fengyi: "Auntie, Zimo is not disorderly, you can rest assured."

"Tingting, help aunt take this down." Fu Fengyi pointed to the dining plate on the bedside table.

"Good!" Song wanting cleverly carries the plate to walk, only mother and son are left in the room, Fu Fengyi's face is much more serious.

"Ye Zimo!" She also called him by his name. Every time she did so, she said that this son was not her own son, but the son of the whole society, and she wanted to be strict with him.

"Yes, Ma. Are you going to use family law?" Ye Zimo joked.

"Don't laugh at me! Tell me the truth. What's the matter with those women? Heard there's another one from the nightclub? Isn't that nonsense? "

Ye Zimo didn't speak, listening to Fu Fengyi continue to teach him: "and what's the name of Fang Lina, I don't believe you can take a fancy to such an unruly woman. I don't believe my son can see the girls in the nightclub. Who are you doing this for? "

In fact, ye Zimo did this partly because he wanted to stimulate a woman surnamed Xia, but also in part to make ye Haoran angry.

Without their rigid father son relationship, he would have dealt with the woman in a more low-key way.

His mother's question is to ask whether he did it for ye Haoran on purpose, and he did not speak or deny it.

Fu Fengyi sighed and asked him, "when are you going to make trouble? When you are 60 and your father is 80 or 90 years old, will you still like this? "

Ye Zimo's face changed and he was indifferent. He looked at his mother firmly and said seriously, "Mom, I do all this for Xiaohan, you know. Does he suffer so many years of suffering, the people who lost him should be happy to be his governor every day? I can listen to you in everything. I have my own principles in this matter. If you want to ask me when I make trouble, wait until I find Xiaohan. If he lives well, I may consider stopping. Otherwise, I would like to buy a luxury cruise ship, a helicopter, and advertise him everywhere, so that the people of the whole country will know that ye Haoran, governor of Dongjiang Province, has a luxurious son. If there is nothing wrong, the discipline inspection department will invite him to have tea, and I will be happy. "

Every time when it comes to this issue, there will be a deadlock, and eventually Fu Fengyi will follow Ye Zimo.

It is because she is also contradictory in her heart. She feels like a happy and harmonious family of three, sorry for the lost child. He may not have enough to eat and wear, or he may be cut off by those dark beggars' organizations and forced to beg for food. Anyway, when I think about children, I will think of nothing bad.

These years, secretly love that man, at the same time, she does not hate that man.

After a while of silence, Fu Fengyi still sighed and said to Ye Zimo, "I'm sorry for Tingting because you did this. How many grievances have she suffered. We Ye family can't treat people like this. "

"Mom, if she is really a perfect person, I will treat her well, but she is not. And I've talked to her earlier. If she doesn't want to leave at any time, I'll give her a lot of compensation to make her the richest woman in Dongjiang province. She doesn't want to. She's going to stay here. A person's own grievance, but do not go, you say can blame others? "

Fu Fengyi stopped talking. She knew what her son had said about song wanting's dissatisfaction. To let her brother rape other girls was just too cruel, no matter how good the starting point was.