"What you want is to divorce Mo Shen and me?" Ye Mu didn't sell anything to Yao Rujun, and broke her mind in one word.

Yao Rujun and Ye Qimeng are both whimsical, and they subconsciously hide the deprivation factor from Ye Mu. As long as it belongs to Ye Mu, okay, they will want to take it uncontrollably.

Yao Rujun didn't know if Ye Mu was telling the truth or a lie, so he didn't answer for a long time, just looked at her.

"If you want this answer, then I can tell you, no way." Ye Mu whispered softly, but the words he said made people feel inexplicably powerful.

"If you say it's impossible, it's really impossible?" Yao Rujun can always be easily provoked by others: "My daughter will try my best to give her what she wants." ”

Yao Rujun's words did not make Ye Mu feel scared, but Ye Mu felt that she was a little pitiful.

Ye Mu looked at her with a sense of reminder and said, "If this kind of thing happens to you one day, you won't be as natural as you are now!" ”

"You're cursing me?" Yao Rujun frowned.

Ye Mu's reminder, Yao Rujun didn't hear it, she sighed lightly, and didn't continue: "I'm just reminding my aunt that you shouldn't be used to Qimeng all the time." ”

"How to educate your daughter, it's not your turn to teach me! There is no tutoring thing. Yao Rujun gritted her teeth, and when she saw Ye Mu, she could always maximize the hatred in her heart: "At the beginning, your mother should have known that you would be so unlikable before leaving you away." ”

Ye Mu's face turned cold, she didn't allow anyone to insult the death of her parents: "You say I can, but I can't say my mother." ”

"Tut-tut, it's really maintenance. It seems that over the years, Ye Shanlong has woven a mother image for you, and you care a lot. Yao Rujun saw Ye Mu's face change, she suddenly became a little more interested, her footsteps circled around Ye Mu, and she said in a particularly interesting way: "My next words may ruin your impression of your great mother." ”

"Shut up."

"Your mom isn't dead, she's just never coming back! A month after giving birth to you, she left with someone else, and she took pity on your father, afraid of leaving you psychologically hurt, and made up so many lies about your great mother. Yao Rujun stood in front of Ye Mu, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked at Ye Mu word by word.

Ye Mu gritted her teeth, she didn't believe Yao Rujun's words at all: "These lies, do you think I will believe them?" ”

"Believe it or not, I'm only responsible for telling you." Yao Rujun shrugged his shoulders and put behind his promise to Ye Shanlong not to tell Ye Mu for the rest of his life: "Also, the reason why she left is very simple, at that time, Ye Shanlong's factory had some problems and might go out of business." She left you and your dad like that, and you said, if she knew that the factory would come back to life, would she regret it? ”

Ye Mu glanced at Yao Rujun, he was not interested in listening to Yao Rujun's story, and walked backwards with his bag, and lost his interest in going out for a walk with his bag for a while.

"Don't listen?" Yao Rujun put one hand on Ye Mu's wrist and said unrelentingly.

Ye Mu dodged her hand: "I don't have time to listen to you make up stories." ”

"Whether it's a story or not, you'll know." Yao Rujun glanced at his failed palm and took it back: "We haven't finished the matter of Qimeng yet. ”

Today, she will give Ye Mu a little bit of information to digest. Later, she won't be so polite.

As if he hadn't heard Yao Rujun's words, Ye Mu kept moving forward, never even looking back.

Ye Mu pushed open the door of the living room, Mo Shen had just finished the call, he took back his mobile phone, and a smile appeared on Junyi's face: "Why is it so fast today?" ”

"I didn't go out...... I just went to the front of the Huajing house and took a turn. Ye Mu closed his red lips and hesitated to speak.

What Yao Rujun said to Ye Mu just now, Ye Mu didn't believe a word. But I have to admit that Ye Mu was in an uncomfortable mood because of those words.

Her father wouldn't lie to her, and her mother, if she was still alive, would be the best mother in the world.

"The meal should be almost over, I'll go and see." Ye Mu took a deep breath and dispelled his absent-mindedness.

It's not time to steam the rice yet, but when I open it, it's almost there. She re-covered it, took the bowl from the cupboard and washed it, and prepared a bunch of trivial things, and the steamed rice was almost done.

"Little uncle, eat." Ye Mu finished the meal, and looked at Mo Shen outside and reminded him.

Mo Shen entered the restaurant, she looked at Mo Shen and sat down, and she moved her chopsticks to taste it first.

After taking a bite, she nodded with satisfaction, although it was not delicious, it was not unpleasant.

"Are you used to eating?" Ye Mu chewed, raised her head and looked at Mo Shen on the other side and asked, she knew that Mo Shen didn't like to eat sweet.

Mo Shen bowed, at least, he could eat it.

When he was hungry, Ye Mu could eat any food. At tonight's dinner, Ye Mu made a very ordinary meal, but he ate two bowls in a row.

After eating two bowls of steamed rice, Ye Mu felt full.

When they came back from their grandparents, the two talked about many topics, but they didn't mention anything about it.

Ye Mu's reluctance to mention it made Mo Shen unhappy, but Mo Shen didn't care, there was no need to mention it.

Ye Mu packed up his things, sat on the sofa and quietly looked at the line book. Mo Shen sat beside her and read a magazine. Between the two, it is rare to have a time when Ye Mu is busy and he is not busy.

Neither of them spoke, and the bag came out of their small room to make trouble. It kept rubbing Ye Mu's feet, trying to climb onto the sofa with Ye Mu's strength.

Ye Mu looked at the lines very seriously, picked up the bag with his toes and sent it to Mo Shen's side, even if he subconsciously said: "Don't make trouble with the bag, go to your daddy." ”

When she subconsciously spoke, Mo Shen tilted his head and raised his eyebrows to look at her. The sentence 'Daddy', Ye Mu said very naturally.

Mo Shen sighed lightly, and resigned himself to taking the bag from the carpet into the sofa: "Pig son, don't forget, who is good to you." ”

"......" Ye Mu heard the title of 'pig son' again, and still felt speechless for a long time: "It's really rare for a little uncle to recognize a pig as a son." ”

Ye Mu bought a lot of pet clothes for the bag, and at this time the bag was covered with clothes, Mo Shen didn't dislike it as much as he did some time ago, raised his hand and touched its head, a little helpless: "In this world, only you can let me recognize a pig as a son." ”

This thing that Mo Shen was completely unwilling to do in the past still happened to him. If his group of friends for more than ten years saw this scene, it is estimated that they would be able to laugh at this matter for a long time.

"Actually, I want to ask if what Uncle Xiao said at Grandpa's place is true?" Speaking of the matter of the 'pig son', Ye Mu suddenly thought of what Mo Shen said to Mo Hong.