That night, An Qianyan asked Cheng Qianqian to pack her luggage and move to her house.

When they returned home, Ye Zhenwei had already returned.

Hearing the sound of the key opening the door, Ye Zhenwei knew that it was his wife An Qianyan who came back.

"Qianyan, how can you drive your mother out? She is also my mother, you can't be so excessive in my face!" Ye Zhenwei asked angrily.

As soon as An Qianyan opened the door with the key, she heard Ye Zhenwei's complaining, and knew that her mother-in-law must have sued in front of her son again.

Her mother-in-law Chen Shufen is the best at reversing black and white, every time she obviously bullied An Qianyan, she can always pretend to be pitiful in front of her son and win sympathy, making Ye Zhenwei think that she bullied her mother, and after returning home, she will count her as a wife.

This is not the first time, An Qianyan has long been surprised!

"That's what your mother told you?" An Qianyan changed her shoes and walked into the house, sneering: "Why didn't she say why I let her leave?"

"No matter what the reason is, my mother is an elder anyway, and it's your fault that you drive her away!" Ye Zhenwei sank his face and accused angrily.

An Qianyan was cold, and couldn't help but ask: "You mean, no matter what your mother does to me, I deserve to suffer?"

"How could my mother beat you? Do you have paranoia about being killed? My mother is at most saying a few words to you, she is old and likes to nag, you can just endure it! Why do you have to be angry with her as an old man?" Ye Zhenwei was infected with an unhappy irritability between his eyebrows, and tried his best to argue for his mother.

"Your mother is nagging? She is scolding, okay? I didn't scold her back, just hid back in the room to avoid arguments, what else do you want me to do?" An Qianyan's eyes were slightly cold, she only felt that her husband was too partial to her mother-in-law, and she believed too much in what her mother-in-law said.

"My mother is not anxious because I heard that you can't have a child for the time being, she is so old, her only wish is to hold her grandson, and now she can't hold it, naturally she is disappointed, you can't understand the old man's desire to hold his grandson?" Ye Zhenwei looked at her with knowing eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"She can't hold her grandson, so she can come and scold me?" An Qianyan's eyes shrank, and she felt unreasonable: "In the end, you are the same as your mother, you blame me, and you can't give you a child!"

"I didn't say that, you think too much about yourself! Always misunderstand the kindness of my parents! They let us do IVF and find surrogacy, didn't they help us find a way?" Ye Zhenwei's face was covered with frost, and he didn't mean to coax her at all, and his tone was full of resentment, arguing with her.

"So, do you think your parents are right? We should do IVF and find surrogacy?" An Qianyan squinted, seeing her husband's intentions.

Although Ye Zhenwei didn't say it explicitly, that's what he thought in his heart, so he felt that her mother-in-law was extraordinarily reasonable.

"I didn't say that!" Ye Zhenwei shook his face and refused to admit it.

"But that's what you think in your heart. An Qianyan snorted coldly, she had already seen through him.

The two were arguing, and suddenly a crisp female voice came from the side: "Auntie, sister-in-law, don't quarrel!"