947: C947 How Could There be Such a Mother

C947 How Could There be Such a Mother

"What does she think? What if she doesn't agree? "

"Ah?"

"Yunye, Zhou Lee won't agree. Look at the wound on her face today. Aren't you curious why it would be like that?"

"I think it was my aunt who did it. "

"You guessed it?"

Ye Er lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Yes, if not, with my mother's character, she would definitely come and file a complaint. This matter. . . " When Ye Er lowered her head, there was a sense of inferiority in her voice, "It would not be good for it to affect her. "

Jiang Zhao hugged Ye Er, "Her matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to always have some burdens. It is not good to know, right? Don't always think that you can't raise your head in front of me just because of her matter. If I care about those things, can we be together? Take it easy. "

" Yeah, I'll still go and see the house tomorrow. If you're unhappy every day, it'll affect your work. "

"Let's ask her first. It's good that we don't live together. But if she is unwilling, after all, it is your mother. . . Although she is heartless to you, legally speaking, we have the obligation to provide for her. "

In fact, what Jiang Zhao said was the most heartless. Even if the matter was already in the past, when it was mentioned, it would still cause people to feel stifled.

He nodded his head and agreed to Jiang Zhao's opinion.

The next morning.

Ye Er hung the clothes Jiang Zhao had ironed out last night so that Jiang Zhao could put them on after he finished his morning exercise and shower. Both of them were running a treadmill. Ye Er was already used to it. Every day, Jiang Zhao would force her to train with him. Since she could not resist, she would obey.

After the two of them took a shower and went downstairs, Ye Er had already buried the porridge in the pot before she trained.

At this time, they went downstairs and only fried eggs. They also made some bread and made two side dishes.

Breakfast was very simple, but Jiang Zhao felt very satisfied. Although there were not many breakfast dishes, there were slight changes every day. It was a small day, and it was quite good.

All the breakfast was set up and placed on the table. Ye Er went to call Zhou Lee to eat again.

Zhou Lee sat on the table in a beautiful dress and held a bottle of bright nail polish in her hand. She looked at the porridge in front of her and slightly curled the corner of her mouth. She was a little disgusted. "You guys only eat this? It really is crude tea and plain rice. "

Ye Er was stunned, plain coarse tea? Jiang Zhao had never complained that she did not cook well. . .

Zhou Lee unscrewed the nail polish cover as she applied it. A pungent smell filled the air and a fingernail was slowly dyed bright red.

Jiang Zhao frowned, and his hand that was holding the chopsticks tightened. The anger between his eyebrows rose higher and higher.

Zhou Lee lifted her eyes and glanced at Jiang Zhao. She knew that Jiang Zhao would follow Ye Er's every action. She had seen it when she bought clothes for her yesterday, so at this time, her mother-in-law's posture was also displayed. When she spoke to Jiang Zhao, her tone carried a slight reprimand and a slight ridicule. "If you want me to say Jiang Zhao, my daughter followed you when she was only 19 years old. How can you bear to let her eat these things every day? If you don't want to go out to eat, it's fine to let Sea Moon Restaurant send breakfast. You don't even want to treat an auntie to cook? It's a good deal. Find a wife. You're also a nanny, and you even sleep with her. You eat so badly all day long. You really know how to scheme. . . "

"Peng!" The bowl smashed onto the table!

"Zhe zhe!" The bowl on the table fell to the ground with a shattering sound!

Clear porridge splashed all over the table, splashing all over Zhou Lee's body.

"Jiang Zhao!" Ye Er pulled Jiang Zhao, who had already stood up with blue veins popping out, "Zhao!"

Jiang Zhao's face looked like it was covered with a metal mask. His arms were strong and powerful. With a flick, he shook Ye Er away. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Lee, whose face was still covered with gauze and porridge. He was furious! "If you can't f * cking enjoy it, then f * ck off!"

Jiang Zhao could not stand a woman like Zhou Lee. Even if a woman wanted to show off her charm with nail polish, she should at least have a place and time. It was early in the morning and the time was at the dining table.

But it was enough for him to tolerate these things, but what he couldn't stand was Zhou Lee's dislike.

The Jiang family had been strict with their upbringing since young, and they never advocated wasting money. It was the same for the Qin family.

They never thought that the porridge and dishes were just plain vegetables and plain rice, and they even asked the Sea Moon Restaurant to send breakfast? Whatever, everyone's living standards and standards were different. He didn't want to force them.2

What did Ye Er mean by being a nanny and sleeping with her?

He never wanted Ye Er to be a nanny. The auntie at home was only responsible for the housework during the day because he did not go home to eat at noon. In the past, it was the auntie who cooked for his father-in-law at noon. At night, he was at home and naturally did not want to eat the dishes cooked by the auntie. But if Ye Er was not willing, he would not insist on being a nanny and accompanying her to sleep.

Did she not feel anything when she said such sharp words? What did Ye Er become?

Sleep with her?

Was Ye Er a prostitute?

Ye Er hugged Jiang Zhao and stroked his uneven chest. She shook her head and looked at him. "Zhao, don't be angry. I didn't take it seriously. "

"I took it seriously!" After Jiang Zhao pushed Ye Er away, he also pushed the chair away and went upstairs to change his clothes.

Ye Er watched Jiang Zhao disappear around the corner of the stairs.

"Zhou Lee, what are you doing?" Ye Er could not call out her mother in front of Zhou Lee. She already had a psychological barrier. In front of Jiang Zhao, she could still say, My mother, my mother. But looking at Zhou Lee's appearance, she felt that she was more like a nanny serving a daughter who did not grow up.

"Ye Er, Jiang Zhao wants me to leave. " Zhou Lee tremblingly walked to Ye Er's side. She was still holding Ye Er's apron. When she heard Jiang Zhao tell her to scram, Her feet trembled and she did not dare to leave. She didn't want to leave, she was afraid. She was afraid that she would meet Zhou Yan the moment she went out. No one would dare to come to Jiang Zhao's house to get her. She couldn't leave this umbrella.

"Yes, I will go and find a house for you during the day. " Ye Er took a towel from the kitchen and wiped the porridge on the table clean. Then she turned around and went to the balcony to get the rag to clean the porridge on the floor.

Zhou Lee was afraid that wiping her feet would cause her to take a few steps back and said with some fear, "Ye Er, I am not leaving. I want to live with you guys. "

"With your character living with us, how am I going to live with Jiang Zhao?"

Zhou Lee looked at Ye Er's coldness and her heart was being pulled. Ye Er always hoped that the family could be together in the past, but now she wanted to chase her away?

To Ye Er, the blood relationship between mother and daughter could not be severed. No matter how detestable others thought Zhou Lee was, it could not change the fact that Zhou Lee was her mother. There was a kind of emotion that she could not understand that was called empathy. But at this moment, she could feel Zheng Ling's pain.

Zheng Ling cried and said, Ye Er, do you know? I hate her to death. How could I have such a mother? I have wanted to kill her many times. But. . .

Ye Er lowered her head and wiped the floor. She gritted her teeth and thought angrily, How could she have such a mother?

"Ye Er, don't let Mommy go. Mommy has nowhere to go. Zhou Yan, she. . . "

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