Her elegant face is full of anger, at this time she no longer has the usual noble and elegant appearance, at this time she is like a shrew, pointing to Pei nanjue angrily scolding, tears in her eyes keep flowing.

Chu Jiaxuan doesn't want to see the two of them break up because of her. She doesn't want to see their mother and son become enemies.

"I'm fine." Bearing the pain on her shoulder, Chu Jiaxuan shook her head at Pei nanjue to make him not angry.

Pei nanjue patted Chu Jiaxuan's hand, bowed his head and gave her a kiss on her forehead: "you go up first and find some medicine to apply. If it is bruised, it will not look good."

Chu Jiaxuan knew that Pei nanjue was helping her out, so she nodded and stood up, but Pei's mother did not intend to let her go.

She just stood up, Pei's mother's voice rang: "you wait a moment! You come back to me. I haven't finished speaking yet! Are you happy to see my son do this to me? Are you enjoying yourself in your heart

Chu Jiaxuan sighs and ignores Pei's mother's voice. She turns around and walks gracefully upstairs.

The conversation between their mother and son was faintly heard behind her, but Chu Jiaxuan was not in the mood to listen. She went to the room, closed the door, leaned her back against the back of the door, reached out to touch her stomach, and her heart softened.

Even if Pei's mother doesn't like her any more, she won't leave Pei nanjue.

Looking at the dim sky outside the window, Chu Jiaxuan goes to the window and opens the window. The evening wind blows and moves her hair. Her hair flies with the wind. She takes a deep breath and is in a good mood.

She has been used to her sarcasm for a long time. When she first married Pei's family three years ago, she was just like this. She was sarcastic to her and never gave her a good face. However, her face had nothing to do with her. She would not take it seriously.

All she cares about now is Baron Pei's feeling for her, as long as he is around her enough.

In her trance, the doorknob of the room opens and the door closes. Chu Jiaxuan knows who is coming in.

Should Pei's mother go? How else would he come up?

She didn't look back, and then the man's unique breath filled in the tip of her nose, and then she was hugged from the back, she laughed.

"Is your mother gone?" Chu Jiaxuan's clear voice rang out and scattered in the huge room.

The man behind did not answer. His head was buried in her neck and nodded gently. He felt comfortable smelling the familiar smell on her body.

"It's nice to have you here." Pei nanjue's voice rings from Chu Jiaxuan's neck. He is greedy to smell her breath and refuses to leave.

Chu Jiaxuan listened to Pei nanjue's words, and her red lips rose. Her soft hands covered Pei nanjue's hands. They stood there quietly. Chu Jiaxuan looked out of the window, and Pei nanjue looked at her side face. No one spoke.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the time passes quietly, and everything seems to be on the right track.

When Pei's mother returned to her old house, her whole body was angry and her chest was constantly fluctuating. Thinking of Pei nanjue's words, she threw the blue and white porcelain vase on the table to the ground. It was a vase handed down from the Qing Dynasty. It was very valuable. In her anger, it turned into a pile of rags.

"Jingling..." Angry mobile phone rings, she was so angry that she didn't even look at the caller ID and picked it up.