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The girl in his embrace was still half asleep and still drunk.

Ye Juan took off his jacket and put it on the girl, then picked her up.

Although there was some distance between Ye Juan and the hall, he could still clearly see who was standing at the door.

He turned to walk into the elevator with Pei Qingcheng in his arms.

The sound of high-heeled shoes could be heard from behind him, as well as the unhappy voice of Mrs. Ye. "Xia Chen, is this the reaction of your mother when you see her?"

"I changed my name a long time ago." Ye Juan didn't turn around.

Looking at her son's straight back, the Madam was still full of joy. However, she soon saw a person in her son's arms, so she quickly walked forward and saw Pei Qingcheng in Ye Juan's arms.

"It really is this woman!" Mrs. Ye frowned, her pretty eyebrows knitted together, "The rumors outside are really true, the Pei's revived because of a single sentence from this woman?"

Ye Juan hugged the girl, but remained expressionless. "I fell asleep. Mom, please lower your voice."

"Xia Chen, you." Mrs. Ye said angrily.

She didn't like Pei Qingcheng, she didn't like Pei Qingcheng at all.

She knew that Pei Qingcheng was Yin Hann's fiancee, and she also knew why her son almost died three years ago.

Therefore, two years ago, Ye Juan insisted on marrying Pei Qingcheng, and Mrs. Ye opposed it with all her might.

However, it was useless for anyone to oppose Ye Juan. No one could control Ye Juan.

On the day of their wedding, basically no one from Ye Family arrived.

His son built a Zhuang Sheng's Dream for a woman who didn't love him.

In her eyes, it was just a prison her son had built for her.

For the past two years, he had been locked here. If it wasn't a cage, then what was it?

He had originally thought that as time went by, it would be fine even if the two of them didn't have any interaction with each other.

However, she didn't expect that the news about Pei Qingcheng returning to Ye Juan a few days ago spread. Mrs. Ye finally couldn't hold back and came over.

"Chen Chen, I need to talk to you." Mrs. Ye took a deep breath. She was clear that she couldn't go head to head with her son's temper.

"Ding Hann." Ye Juan said indifferently.

"Master." Ding Hann stood at the door and didn't dare to come over: "Here."

"Make a pot of tea and have a chat with Madam. I'll be right down."

With that, Ye Juan carried Pei Qingcheng into the elevator. The elevator door closed, and they slowly ascended.

Ding Hann walked over with a smile, "Madam, please take a seat!"

"The reason why you guys tried to stop me just now was because Pei Qingcheng had returned, right?" The lady stared at the elevator and slowly went up. She helplessly looked back, "Ding Hann, how dare you? You didn't report such a big matter to me?"

"I will peel off my skin, but you won't. You can't bear to part with it." Ding Hann smiled mischievously as Housekeeper Hu handed him the teapot. He poured a cup of tea for his wife, "Please try it, it's a top-notch Da Hong Pao. It's delicious!"

Upstairs, in Ye Juan's bedroom.

Ye Juan carried Pei Qingcheng to the bed. He bent over and gently put her on the bed, then pulled up the blanket for her. Then, he gently pushed away the strands of hair from her eyes and stared at the girl for a long time.

Her sleeping face was serene. She had slept beside him for the past few days, and every night she slept exceptionally well.

Reluctantly, she curled her fingers around her soft cheeks, turned off the lamp, and walked out of the room.

Below, Mrs. Ye's face was icy cold. Ding Hann tried his best to make a few jokes. In the past, his wife should have been laughing a long time ago, but today, she was unmoved.

Ye Juan let out a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Juan walk down. Ye Juan waved at him, signaling him to leave.

Ding Hann and Housekeeper Hu immediately disappeared. They did not want to be involved in the war between the mother and son.

Ye Juan sat opposite Mrs. Ye and sipped a cup of tea on the tea table.

Ye Juan knew what she was going to say before Mrs. Ye could say anything.

After slowly tasting the tea, he turned to the main topic at hand. "It's not a big news that my wife is living in her own home. If you have any questions next time, come and ask me directly. No need to spread the news."

"Alright." Mrs. Ye nodded. This was her son's style, yes.

"Then let me ask you, did you come up with twenty-nine billion to save Pei Family?"

"Something that can be solved with money, is the least likely to happen." Ye Juan took another sip of the tea as the light green tea floated in the transparent crystal cup.

Originally, the tea leaves had to be soaked in bone china cups to have a feeling, but Ye Juan just didn't like what was supposed to be made into something like this.

"With so much money, we can already build a small country!"

Ye Juan's indifferent eyes revealed traces of a smile: "Mom likes to be a queen too? Now I can also buy you a small African country and have you become a queen. "

It was rare for her son to make a joke out of it. Mrs. Ye was supposed to laugh, but she couldn't no matter how hard she tried.

She placed the teacup on the tea table, neither light nor heavy, and said, "Xia Chen, that Pei Qingcheng only returned to you because of Pei Family, not because she loves you."

"I know." To put it simply, he didn't care at all.

When Mrs. Ye saw Ye Juan's attitude, not only did he not get angry, he even looked like he was enjoying himself a lot. She became even more unhappy, "That woman will never fall in love with you! Because in her heart, you killed her fiance! "

"I know." It was still the same sentence.

Mrs. Ye couldn't bear it any longer. She stood up abruptly and looked at her son's indifferent face. "Did you forget that she almost took your life three years ago?" she asked with a pained expression.

"Even if she wants my life now, I can give it to her." The hot air in the teacup lingered on the tip of Ye Juan's nose. Water mist rose, making his eyes look as resolute as a moth to the flame.

"A few days!" Mrs. Ye was so angry that she almost fell down. Ye Juan put down his cup and stood up, "Ding Hann, send Madam back."

As she spoke, Mrs. Ye turned around and stared at his back, gritting her teeth. "Do you really not want to say another word to your mother?"

"Why keep talking when you know there's going to be an argument?" Ye Juan walked up the stairs and didn't turn around: "It's your birthday the day after tomorrow, I will be there on time with my wife."

In other words, if she didn't acknowledge Pei Qingcheng, Ye Juan wouldn't even attend her birthday?

Mrs. Ye was furious. If not for Ding Hann supporting her in time, she would have collapsed on the sofa.

"In his heart, am I not as good as that woman?" Mrs. Ye looked at Ding Hann with a pale face.

"You are my mother, and my wife is my lover. There is no conflict." Ding Hann helped Mrs. Ye up and whispered.

"He treated me like that and chased me away before I even sat down for five minutes?"

"I know you guys will fight in the end, why are you so angry?" Ding Hann tried to persuade her: "You and Madam have a lot of weight in my heart, but there's a lot of love around you. Many people love you, but only we, the mistress, love her."

Mrs. Ye stood up and walked out. She glanced at Ding Hann.

"With that mouth of yours, if you ever had a girlfriend in the future, wouldn't you scare me to death?"

"What are you talking about?" Ding Hann smiled, "Girlfriends are used for pain, and you are used for respect. You are the eternal moonlight in our hearts, shining down on us forever."

Mrs. Ye was halfway through being angered by Ding Hann's words, so she followed him out of the mansion.

Turning her head to look at the elegant interior of the mansion, she sighed softly.

Ye Juan stopped when he knew he was going to, and Mrs. Ye knew as well.

When she quarreled with her son, she did not have the upper hand.

Ding Hann saw off his wife and returned to the mansion.

As expected, Ye Juan sat on the sofa in the living room with a cigar held between his fingers.

I don't smoke, but whenever my heart is bored I always light a cigar. Occasionally, I smell the smoke, which makes my mind much clearer.

"Master, the Madam has left."

"Yes." Ye Juan nodded his head, he knew that his mother would come sooner or later. With Pei Family being such a big matter, even if Ye Juan didn't say anything, there would not be a second person other than Ye Juan who could fill in the loopholes.

"Master, madam, she …?" Ding Hann looked up worriedly.

"She's asleep." Speaking of Pei Qingcheng, these three words were said very gently. Ye Juan was silent for a moment: "In the next few days, send two people to guard your wife well and don't follow too closely. Just don't make her feel uncomfortable."

"Yes." Ding Hann carefully observed his master's expression, "Are you afraid that Madam will cause trouble for Pei Qingcheng?"

"My mom's position is even higher, so be careful." It's not like Ye Juan didn't know that his mother didn't like Pei Qingcheng.

Which mother would like a woman who had hurt her son and almost killed him?

Finished speaking, Ye Juan waved his hand towards Ding Hann: "Go!"

"Sigh, rest early as well." Ding Hann bowed and glanced at the dining room. The unfinished meal was still on the table: "I got someone to clean up the dining table."

"Don't throw the rest away, leave it in the fridge." Ye Juan said.

I have never eaten leftovers, and I would be reluctant to throw away any of the dishes made by this wife.

Ding Hann replied, "Yes."

With that, Ye Juan also stood up and put his cigar in the ashtray.

The moment Ye Juan stretched out his arm and the shirt shrank onto his arm, Ding Hann saw the red specks on Ye Juan's arm.

Ding Hann exclaimed, "Master, are you allergic to something?"

Ye Juan quickly retracted his hand: "Don't make a fuss."

"You're allergic to seafood!" Only then did Ding Hann remember that I said I like seafood to cater to my wife's taste.

I have been a vegetarian for a long time. Originally, I was not allergic to seafood. Perhaps I lost a lot of blood after the serious injury last time. The blood in my body was almost completely replaced. Then I became allergic to seafood.

"Get me some medicine." Ye Juan walked up the stairs.

"Good, good, good." Ding Hann responded, hurriedly instructed Housekeeper Hu: "Quickly find some medicine and ointment to treat your allergies."

When night fell, Pei Qingcheng slept very peacefully.

Ye Juan sat on the imperial bed beside the bed and stared at her.

He was allergic, and his body was covered in red lumps. He didn't dare to touch her, afraid that he would infect her.

Even if he was covered in red lumps, he was still willing.

This was the first time Pei Qingcheng cooked food for him.

He could still remember when Yin Hann was sick at school. Pei Qingcheng had given him a small cup of candied fruits, which she had personally stewed.

Actually, Yin Hann didn't like to eat pears, so he just left the iced pear cup there and let it rot.

If it was Ye Juan, even if he didn't like it, he would still drink every single drop of it, even if he would have diarrhea from a single bite.

Because it passed through Pei Qingcheng's hands, and it was all a treasure to him.