Ye Ya chattered endlessly, and Concubine Ye buried herself in drawing a Wang Ba on her notebook, looking like Ye Xiaotian's Uncle Turtle, but there was a string of beautiful small characters written on the turtle shell: Su Mohan Wang Bastard.

After more than half an hour passed, Ye Ya still didn't mean to shut up, and her good eloquence flew around, making Concubine Ye realize for the first time that this was the legendary Xueba.

After repeatedly tracing the words Su Mohan and the bastard, Concubine Ye felt a faint pain in her stomach, and even a cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

looked up at Ye Ya, but he didn't think that this thing would take his gaze as encouragement, and after picking up the water on the table and pouring a big mouthful, he cheered up and talked endlessly.

Concubine Ye glanced at Su Mohan on the side, she didn't understand why this bastard suddenly became so patient, listening to Ye Ya's nonsense here, damaging his image, why didn't he want to open his mouth to stop it.

Su Mohan turned his head and just met Concubine Shangye's gaze, which was originally very gentle, and sank in an instant, with a touch of disgust for her.

Concubine Ye let out a sigh of relief.

Auntie, I bear with it!

continued to bury himself in the notebook and began to scold Su Mohan.

Su Mohan, you bastard.

Nasty!

Bugs!

Big carrots!

Embroidery needle!

It's not that I didn't tell you you you had a son, but that you didn't listen?

After another half an hour, Concubine Ye finally couldn't help but close the smeared notebook, looked at Ye Ya and said, "It's almost time, let's stop here." ”

Ye Ya was stunned: "I haven't finished talking yet, why is it almost the same?" ”

"Well, I'm not very comfortable today, so let's move on next time."

Hearing this, Su Mohan couldn't help but look at Concubine Ye, and saw that her face was indeed a little pale, and frowned slightly.

Ye Ya on the side was smiling: "Did what I said evoke any bad memories for my sister?" ”

"I don't have any bad memories." Concubine Ye replied lightly and stood up.

Seeing that Concubine Ye packed up her things and wanted to leave, Ye Ya also stood up and blocked her way: "It's because I forgot that my sister knocked out the child at the beginning, and now when I mention our family, I'm afraid that my sister is uncomfortable, and it's normal to be uncomfortable." ”

Concubine Ye was stunned at first, and muttered a hanwen.

Only then did I remember that this Hanwen was Ye Ya's son, the little fat man in the photo?

"Does my sister regret it now? If my sister hadn't beaten Su Shao's child at the beginning, now the child is about the same age as Hanwen, and she can run and jump and call your mother. Ye Ya opened her mouth with pity.

"I have nothing to regret, I make my own choices as long as I feel that they are worth it." Concubine Ye spoke softly, not planning to entangle with her anymore, and got up and left with the bag, not noticing Su Mohan's gloomy face.

Doesn't she regret it to this day?

Do you regret leaving him?

Still don't regret beating the child?

Or both.

Su Mohan sat in the distance and lowered his eyes, his heart, which had only warmed a little, was completely cold again, he had imagined countless times what that unborn child would look like if he came to this world, but he never thought that he couldn't even wait for him to be born, which is really ironic.

Su Mohan looked at the glass of juice across the table, his eyes were a little colder, it was really ridiculous, he still thought she was cute, and he couldn't help but excuse her.