Even a master negotiator in the shopping mall can't resist Jiang Yuezhou's momentum, let alone Youjia. Although Youjia has already had her own way of doing things in the world, she is not a newbie, but in the
In front of Jiang Yuezhou, she was still a little confused.
Ye Beibei looked at her husband with some admiration. Sure enough, her husband was here, so there was no need to be afraid if the sky fell.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, you go back and discuss it first, but can I ask you, if I have a chance, let me see Mo Ting first, okay?" You Jia's words brought out a desire to see her son.
mother's weakness.
"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will let you see Mo Ting." Ye Beibei is a woman, and she finally softens her heart. "I will also seek Mo Ting's opinion on whether the child should be returned to you.
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"Thank you, Miss Ye." You Jia knew that she could not open a gap with Jiang Yuezhou, so she started to say nice things to Ye Beibei non-stop.
The weather in the north has changed significantly, and there is already a chill in the autumn wind. After the three of them left the teahouse and said goodbye, Jiang Yuezhou frowned slightly and glanced at the plaid shirt Ye Beibei was still wearing, stretched out his hands to protect her in his arms, and walked to his car.
He walked aside and said somewhat angrily: "The weather is going to get cold soon. Why are you still wearing a shirt? Are you not afraid of catching a cold?"
Jiang Yuezhou didn't hear Ye Beibei's answer until they got into the car. He turned his head and glanced at Ye Beibei doubtfully, and saw that she was looking out the window in a daze, with a troubled expression on her face.
Jiang Yuezhou sighed silently, stretched out his hand to rub Ye Beibei's hair, and softly comforted her, "Don't be embarrassed. As long as you don't want to give Mo Ting to her, I have a way to make her retreat."
"I know you will find a way to keep Mo Ting with me, but she is Mo Ting's biological mother after all. No matter what child in the world, in fact, the heart is very eager to live with his biological mother, especially Mo Ting.
Ting, he has no father now. Even if we love him no matter how much we love him, there will always be some loss and thoughts in his heart." Ye Beibei had some free time during this period. In order for Xiao Moting to grow up healthily, she specially found Xiao Moting.
I have read many books on this subject.
As the car drove along, the setting sun outside the window slanted into the car. Ye Beibei raised her face and leaned on the back of the chair, with a trace of frustration and pain that could not be concealed. Jiang Yuezhou understood her feelings for Xiao Moting and knew that he would never see her again.
No amount of words could comfort her heart, and he himself was not willing to send Xiao Moting away.
Although Xiao Moting is not his biological child, the Jiang family doesn't care about having another child, not to mention that this child is well-behaved, sensible and pleasing to the people.
The car drove back to the Jiang family's old house. After Jiang Yuezhou and Ye Beibei got remarried, they had been living in the Jiang family's old house during this period. Because the old lady couldn't live without Xiao Moyan, and Xiao Xue loved Xiao Moting, so they lived here.
Come down.
Ever since the two children came back, the Jiang family's living room has never been quiet. As soon as Ye Beibei and Jiang Yuezhou entered the living room, they saw Xiao Moyan shooting water everywhere with a small water gun, making the furniture and the nanny's body wet.
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Ye Beibei was already upset. When he saw such a naughty little Mo Yan, he became angry. He strode over and grabbed his little chubby hand that was about to do something evil. He frowned and shouted loudly, "Why are you so naughty? How could you do that?"
Playing with water guns in the living room? Also, I got all over the aunties!"
Little Moyan has been protected by the old lady, grandparents and father like stars over the moon these days. No one has dared to scold him like this for a long time. He stubbornly raised his little face and shouted loudly: "I do!"
"I want you to do it!" Ye Beibei was holding back her anger at this time. Seeing that Xiao Moyan dared to openly resist her, her temper got angry. She reached out and pinched his chubby buttocks. Xiao Moyan
Yan then burst into tears with a 'wow' sound.
The old lady who was resting in her room heard her precious great-grandson burst into tears suddenly, and hurriedly walked out of her room. She asked anxiously, "Yan'er, why are you crying? Who made my great-grandson unhappy?"
When Jiang Yuezhou saw this posture, he hurriedly blocked his grandma back to the room, and said comfortingly: "Grandma, Mo Yan is a boy, and he is already old enough. He needs to be restrained and disciplined more frequently, otherwise it will be difficult to discipline him if he gets older.
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The old lady was so shrewd that she could see the situation in front of her at just one glance. She glared at Ye Beibei outside with some dissatisfaction and whispered: "Don't worry about people, but you can't control them. How can your father and you still do it?"
I haven't even taken care of Yue Ning, and they are all out now, so they are so timid to take care of such a young child all the time!"
"Okay, grandma, I will talk to Beibei." Jiang Yuezhou comforted the old lady who frowned. When she came out to look again, she found that Ye Beibei and Xiao Moyan were gone. After asking the servant, she found out that Ye Beibei
Bei took little Moyan back to their own room.
Jiang Yuezhou thought badly and hurriedly ran to their room. When he reached the door, he pushed the door and it was locked from the inside. The thick solid wood door was well insulated, but you could still hear the crackling inside.
The voices were Ye Beibei's constant questioning, and Xiao Moyan's cries like killing a pig.
"Beibei, open the door!" Jiang Yuezhou shouted in a low voice while knocking on the door.
There was no movement at the door, and the crackling inside continued. However, Xiao Moyan's shouts became weaker a little bit. When Jiang Yuezhou heard his son's shouts, his heart was about to be torn to pieces. He was so angry.
Panting, but afraid of disturbing the old lady, she didn't dare to go downstairs to find the spare key. She could only knock on the door again and again and shouted in a low voice: "Ye Beibei, are you crazy? Open the door for me right away!"
After a while, there was finally no movement inside, and the door was opened from the inside.
As soon as Jiang Yuezhou entered the room, he quickly looked for little Mo Yan with his eyes. He saw him sitting shrunken at the foot of the bed, with tears on his face and sobbing in frustration. When he saw his father come in, his eyes lit up with joy.
He wanted to open his hands to Jiang Yuezhou, but when he saw Ye Beibei standing aside with a cold face, he still didn't dare to move.
Seeing his son being beaten, Jiang Yuezhou felt even more uncomfortable than being beaten himself, but he still endured his anger and heartache, and taught little Mo Yan with a slightly sullen face, "Mo Yan, do you know you were wrong now?"
At this time, Xiao Moyan had clearly seen the situation. His father and mother had the same opinion. In order not to suffer any more physical pain, he nodded obediently and said with a choked voice: "...Well, I understand.
knew……"
"In the future, you must listen to your mother and aunt, and don't be stubborn, you know, otherwise your father will beat you too, and it will definitely hurt more than the one from your mother!" Jiang Yuezhou explained his point of view to his son seriously.
Xiao Moyan was completely scared at this time and almost didn't dare to cry. After all, Jiang Yuezhou couldn't be cold anymore and stretched out his hand to his son, "Come on, good son, let dad see where mom hit you?"