"Oh, there is no fragrant grass everywhere in the world, why is my son so affectionate to this woman?"
"What's the use of saying this now? It mainly depends on the attitude of the son.┌26nbsp;┐"
My son's crying was still in his ears, and he seemed to understand that his son was really heartbroken this time: "I am really worried that the woman will threaten this time, and Ye Jia will definitely listen to her...I..."
Seeing that his wife wanted to speak but stopped, Ye Pei was a little impatient: "You just say whatever you have."
"Oh, since you agree that the poor woman has entered the door, my son has recognized her, this time, I won't say anything. However, my son's income is not large, and he has bought a new house, so he can't afford anything at all.
Very good jewelry. If she comes to the door in front of so many relatives and friends, wouldn’t it affect her son’s image very much?”
Mrs. Ye must be competitive, protect her son's interests everywhere, and do everything best, for fear of losing to the other Ye family's pearls and treasures, the emperor's nobles. At that time, the city will say that the third son of the Ye family will marry another
My wife was so shabby that she looked like Opasan, and her face was also lost.
She hated Feng Feng to the extreme, but she had to protect her son's dignity. She fought fiercely for a whole night before she made a decision. Now she was just asking Ye Pei for his opinion: "I'll just pick two pieces of jewelry to send to my son, you see
Is it OK?"
In this way, I am apologizing for my son, and I will find a way to go. If my son does not attend that day, I am afraid that I will not be able to raise my head in the Ye family and social circle in the future.
Ye Pei naturally knew what she thought and sighed: "If I had known today, why should I have been there?"
She said hatefully: "It's all the blame for that poor woman. I don't know what medicine I took for my son, and I'm so angry."
When Mrs. Ye came to Ye Jia's small villa in City C, she found that it was a bit deserted.
The son did not avoid seeing each other or talking like the previous two times, but instead welcomed the arrival of his mother calmly. Mrs. Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and only when she could meet was there was room for relief.
She sat down and took the hot tea poured by her son, and found that the living room was much empty. She was a little strange: "Son, why has it changed here?"
Ye Jia said lightly: "My private things have basically been taken away. This house will be returned to the school next month."
Mrs. Ye was shocked: "Why?"
Although my son bought a new house, there is no need to return this villa? You know, when the card friends gathered together, this wife praised her son for her business world, and the one who praised her son for his good management was her turn.
At that time, although his son did not appear on the financial page, he had been headlined in newspapers every day for a while, and when others spoke, he was very complimented and envious, "Oh, Mrs. Ye, you are so lucky, there is a professor's villa area in University C.
The son of a great scientist”—there are only two professors who have this qualification.
What's so great about having money? What's so great about being able to do business? Can you admire it as much as your son and benefit mankind?
But now, he is going to give up this small villa that symbolizes noble honor?
"Son, you don't have to return this villa if you buy a house?"
"It's nothing, there are many unpleasant memories here. Moreover, I don't need this house anymore, and it's a waste to be empty. It's better to give it to the school and give it to people who can be used more, isn't it better."