Chapter 1278 Someone Bullies You, Your Husband Helps You (15)

Fu Yuzheng's complexion sank little by little, her pretty face was frosted and turned slightly pale.

She doesn't care about the others, she knows what kind of person Zhixia is like, she knows better than anyone else.

The only thing that bothers her is that she hasn't had anything to do since she gave birth to Maodou.

She loved that man and wanted to bear him many, many children. Although Zhixia comforted her again and again, he didn't want her to have another child, and one child between them was enough, but she still had a thorn in her heart.

This is the only place where she feels sorry for Zhixia.

Today, Yuan Yunqiao grabbed the sore spot, the thorn buried in the flesh was pulled out abruptly, and blood flowed from the wound.

"Bad guy, you bullied my mother!"

Crack, a writing brush hit Yuan Yunqiao's face.

She was sitting at the small table, too close for her to dodge in time, the brush drew a black trace on her face, stained her fair face, her well-dressed dress, and even the white fox fur on her neck , also leaving a puddle of black stains.

Maodou had already stood up from the couch, glaring at her with his hands on his hips.

Little baby, stand on the couch and look at the same level as the person sitting, so that people can easily see the anger in his eyes.

Yuan Yunqiao calmly picked up the writing brush that fell on the floor and put it back on the small table. She was not angry at Maodou's actions, "I didn't bully your mother, I was just analyzing the pros and cons with her. From now on, I will be her friend , I will protect your mother and you."

"I don't need your protection, and neither does my mother! I have a father!"

Maodou stared at the woman coldly, then climbed down on the couch, ran to her mother and hugged her legs tightly, her small body subconsciously stood in front of her, making a protective gesture.

Looking down at the little baby who reached only to her waist, Fu Yuzheng's nose was sore, and there was still a surge of emotion in his chest.

Although she only has one son, but one is already able to take care of other people's children. Her son is well-behaved, smart, cute and filial.

Her son is no different from anyone else.

"Your father will naturally protect you and your mother, but if I am here, more people will protect and love you, isn't it good? And in the future, you will still have brothers and sisters to play with you and play with you Help each other..."

"Miss Yuan, you are a girl who has not yet left the court, don't you feel that you have lost your family education by saying this?" Holding Maodou on his knees, Fu Yuzheng suppressed the slight pain in his heart and sneered, "Besides, you are too self-talking .There is only one Mrs. Liu in this Liu manor, she was in the past, and she will be in the future. There will be no other person. Your future has nothing to do with us. My husband, in this life, I will only have one wife!"

"Mrs. Liu's words are too impulsive. Although you are husband and wife with Mr. Liu, you can't speak for him. How do you know that he must be the only one in his life?" Yuan Yunqiao frowned.

She came here today with the purpose of persuading the other party. She knew it would not be easy, but she believed that Fu Yuzheng was a smart person who knew how to weigh the pros and cons. She had no reason to refuse something that would do her more good than harm. .

Even if she can't figure it out right now, she can give her some time, and after she thinks about it carefully, she will know exactly what to do, which is the best.

But listening to those words, the other party seemed to be still stubborn.

The corners of Fu Yuzheng's mouth slowly emerged into a sneering smile, "Miss Yuan has her eyes on my husband. Apart from his character and ability, the most attractive thing for Miss Yuan is my husband's devotion. Right? Because he is not half-hearted, not tempted by others, this quality is commendable. But why doesn't Ms. Yuan think about it, since he has such a single-minded quality, how could he be able to empathize with you and marry another person because of you? If he really marries again, he won't be the Liu Zhixia in your heart."

Yuan Yunqiao was silent, her eyes darkened.

This was Fu Yuzheng's counterattack, and it was a hit.

Indeed, apart from his character, the reason why she was attracted to Liu Zhixia was his dedication.

He has a wife at home, so when he is outside, he will avoid suspicion everywhere, and he will never get too close to other women, let alone show ambiguity with any woman.

Such Liu Zhixia is the most charming.

The girl Mengai, she hopes that she can be as lucky as Fu Yuzheng, and have a husband who is full of eyes only for herself. Can two people grow old together.

She hopes that she is Fu Yuzheng, the wife who makes all the girls in the city envious.

In terms of family background, talent, and appearance, she believed that she crushed Fu Yuzheng everywhere, and she was only one step behind Fu Yuzheng, and she was a little bit less lucky.

Otherwise, the person standing beside Liu Zhixia is definitely not Fu Yuzheng.

It was her, it was Yuan Yunqiao.

Outside the hall, the rain was pattering, neither big nor small, and it fell continuously and continuously.

From time to time, a gust of cold wind blows in, immediately rolling up a chill on the face of the person.

It made people's heads that were a little confused by the heating appear clear.

"Mother, how do you pronounce this word?" Beside the small table, the little baby was tracing red, and when encountering a word she didn't know, she would call mother.

The young woman who was sitting opposite and embroidering the placket turned her head, glanced at the little baby, and smiled, "This is the word love."

"Love... I know, Daddy loves Mother, and Mother loves Maodou."

When Liu Zhixia rushed back, he saw such a scene.

It was cold, the windows of the flower hall were closed, the light coming in through the window paper was soft and dim, and the mother and son sitting on the couch in front of the window seemed to be coated with a soft halo. Warm and picturesque, it softened the man's cold eyes.

Passing the umbrella to the housekeeper who followed closely, Liu Zhixia stepped inside. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the mother and son by the bed turned their heads to look at each other, showing expressions of retreating.

"Daddy, you're back!" Xiaowa'er slid off the couch, rushed towards the man and hugged his legs.

The man lifted him up and hugged him, "Well, Daddy is back."

"Why are you only coming back now? Those who bullied my mother are gone! I still protect my mother!" Wa'er pouted and complained, adding credit.

"Well done, I will reward you with a new copybook tomorrow."

"Can I have anything else?"

"cannot."

The little baby pouted even higher.

When other people's children get rewards, they always reward delicious and fun things, but only his father always rewards copybooks.

The thought spent on him is less than half and half of what was spent on mother.

"Why did you come back at this time? Didn't you say that you will be busy until night?" The young woman had already come over, and took off the rain-wet sleeves for him, and changed into the household robe hanging aside.

The man didn't answer her words, but when she put on a clean and warm robe for him, he embraced her and hugged her, one big and one small, in his arms, "If someone bullies you, my husband will stand up for you."

The last chapter, without breaking a word, caught up. Little fairies, have you eaten zongzi today?