Old Lady Jun was a little shaken.

"That dead girl is very angry, if she really marries back, she won't be dusty."

"How come, isn't that dead girl just looking for money, will our Jun family be short of money? After marrying in, you have to be honest, besides, you didn't hear the dead girl shouting Wuchen and a second brother shouted how tired it is, and there is no thought on the face, maybe you think more than us. ”

"Grandma, Mom is right, isn't this just a test of how deep the brotherhood between the two of them is, no matter whether Wuchen can marry that dead girl or not, the relationship between him and Jun Moyan will definitely not be as deep as before."

Jun Moyan has such a good relationship with Jun Wuchen, maybe he is really willing to let his woman out.

If he really lets his own woman out, no matter how high he climbs and how powerful he is, his reputation will stink enough.

If he didn't let this, he would just make the relationship between Jun Moyan and his grandmother more stiff, adding to his blockage, and making him unable to return to Jun's house for the rest of his life.

Jun Wuxian's heart crackled.

"Yes, Mom, if you really marry back, won't there be someone to take care of Wuchen, and when that dead girl marries, you will be beaten or scolded, don't you have the final say?" Mrs. Jun echoed.

"But your dad won't agree."

"Isn't Dad just coaxed to be happy by that dead girl, like that dead girl, and want her to be her granddaughter-in-law, what is the difference between marrying Jun Moyan and marrying Wuchen?" Mrs. Jun said.

Mrs. Jun thought about it, and it seemed to be too.

If you can take this opportunity to let Wuchen not have any more contact with that son in the future, then even if she marries such an uneducated wild girl, it will be nothing, and it will be a big deal to let Wuchen leave her and drive her out in a year or two.

"Then I'll go to Wuchen tomorrow and talk to him first." Mrs. Jun was persuaded.

"Mom, I'll be with you tomorrow." Mrs. Jun took Mrs. Jun's arm and said with a smile.

"Okay."

Seeing that the old lady Jun nodded and agreed, Jun Wuxian smiled triumphantly.

Jun Mo Yan, wait, even if I can't kill you, I won't let you have a good time.

We'll settle the rest slowly.

You, your woman, your friends, none of them can run.

"Ah sneeze~"

Wen Xiaoai sneezed and wrinkled her little nose.

"Hmph, it may be that big villain Jun Wuxiao is saying bad things about me."

Jun Moyan stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt on her body higher: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I have an upset stomach and can't sleep." Wen Xiaoai touched her stomach with one hand, looked sideways at Jun Moyan, and made a bitter face.

She likes to move around when she sleeps, turning over a few times a night, kicking the quilt a few times, rolling left and right, liking to hang her legs on Jun Moyan, and sleeping on him.

But now she didn't dare to move, for fear of dyeing the sheets and trousers.

Even if her stomach is uncomfortable, she can only lie hard like this, and she has to worry about whether that thing will leak out, where can she sleep~!

Wen Xiaoai wanted to cry.

"Would you like to get up and drink some brown sugar water?" Seeing Wen Xiaoai like this, Jun Moyan was even more uncomfortable than her, but she couldn't help much.

"Don't." Wen Xiaoai shook her head, reached out and touched Jun Moyan's hand, grabbed it and put it on her stomach.

When the palm touched Wen Xiaoai's skin, the touch and body temperature made Jun Moyan's fingers bend slightly subconsciously, wanting to withdraw but not withdrawing, afraid that she would be unhappy.

"It's better."

Wen Xiaoai frowned slightly, and said in disarray.