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"Mum, your words are a bit unreasonable." He Yifan took Shen Qianqing into his arms, frowned and said, "Can't we all be together well?"

It was obvious that they were arguing, but when the few people were not talking, the silence in the living room was indescribably weird, and He Yiping only felt that there was an indescribably eerie.

He Yiping didn't dare to speak at this time, he felt that the atmosphere in the living room had reached a feverish state, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would be burned and there would be no ashes left.

Moreover, Mama He's fighting power is so good today, it's better for him to avoid the violent momentum for the time being. After all, if Shen Qianqing and his elder brother can't handle Mommy, he can still be used as a backup. It's not good to die here all at once.

Sure enough, just as He Yifan was sitting on the corner of the sofa with tea in his arms to watch the development of the situation, he heard that Mother He was furious.

"Get along well? With this woman in the He family, I don't think we can get along well." Mother He gritted her teeth and said, "You will argue with your own mommy because of this woman now, and what will you do in the future? Come?"

He Yifan's frown became tighter and tighter: "Mum, what else can I do? I just want to be with Shen Qianqing well, can't we be filial to you together?"

"Let her be filial to me? I don't have such a blessing." Mother He sneered: "The He family will not accept a dirty woman as a daughter-in-law!"

Mother He's words seemed like a bomb had fallen, smashing everything that was alive and breathing, and then there was a deathly silence, without any extra sound.

Shen Qianqing's face suddenly turned pale, like a piece of rice paper, so lifeless that people couldn't help but feel distressed.

He Yiping was also shocked by what Mama He said, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

"Mummy, what are you talking about?" He Yiping glanced at Shen Qianqing who was held in He Yifan's arms, and couldn't help complaining, "You talk too much like that!"

Mother He ignored He Yiping's words, stood up, and walked straight towards He Yifan and Shen Qianqing.

Shen Qianqing's originally calm smile was shattered by these words, and she was staggering a little bit unsteadily. At this moment, she was leaning weakly on He Yifan's arms, watching Mother He walking towards her Coming over, Shen Qianqing barely broke free from He Yifan's arms, and stood firmly by herself.

"Mommy..."

Because he didn't know what mother He was going to do, He Yifan just frowned and looked at his mother, looking at Shen Qianqing's haggard look, his heart seemed to be cooked by hot oil, but the other party was his mother, he He could only bear it, but the anger in his voice could still be vaguely heard.

"Auntie, you can't say that about me." Shen Qianqing said calmly, her hands were clenched tightly to gather strength for herself, and she tried not to let her voice tremble: "No matter what happens to me, I have great respect for He Yifan My heart has always been sincere!"

Mother He nodded, but there was no extra warmth in her eyes. She looked at Shen Qianqing as if she was looking at an enemy who took her son away.

"I'm just saying that you are the hottest screenwriter. It's nice to say that it's a set of words, but these words are useless to me, so you should save your energy." Mother He said lightly: "If you pass by If the kidnapping matter can consciously leave Yifan and not disturb his life, maybe I will still think that you really love my son, but now it seems that this is not the case."