Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

Shen Yao saw that there was no movement inside and the curses became more and more unbearable to hear.

Inside the room, the smile on Shen Yanqing's face instantly disappeared. He suddenly stood up from the bed and strode towards the door with a sullen face.

"Hey, wait..."

By the time Gu Baiwei reacted, his hand was already on the door handle, and he turned it neatly.

Outside the door, Shen Yao was cursing, but the door suddenly opened. She raised her head and met a pair of extremely cold eyes.

"Brother Yan Qing? Why are you here?"

She looked in shock at the handsome man standing tall at the door, her mouth wide open in surprise.

Why did Shen Yanqing appear in that vixen's room? And...

Her eyes inadvertently fell on Shen Yanqing's lips. Those red lips were obviously wet. It was not difficult to guess that they had just been...

Thinking of what the two of them might have done in the room, Shen Yao's eyes widened instantly, staring at Shen Yanqing in disbelief: "Brother Yanqing, you...you actually went with that bitch..."

The unspoken words were interrupted by Shen Yanqing's cold voice: "I don't like hitting women, but if I hear you scold her again, I don't mind hitting you."

At this time, Gu Baiwei also walked out of the room with an embarrassed look on her face. The moment Shen Yao saw her face clearly, she was stunned where she was.

No wonder Shen Yanqing was bewitched by this woman. This woman looked exactly like the vixen named Gu.

Over the past year, she clearly realized how affectionate Shen Yanqing was to this woman. The man who rarely got drunk spent almost every night with a hangover.

She had tried to get close to him when he was drunk, but he pushed her away mercilessly.

Now, a woman with that woman's face appears. No wonder he is so out of control.

"Brother Yan Qing, don't be fooled by this vixen. Gu Baiwei is already dead. Even if this face looks similar, it can't be her."

Hearing the other party mention her name, Gu Baiwei frowned and looked at Shen Yao with a puzzled expression.

Just as I was about to say something, my head suddenly felt a sharp pain as if it were being pricked by needles, and everything in front of me started to become blurry.

Her body fell backwards uncontrollably. While she was fuzzy, she heard someone calling her name: "Weiwei, Weiwei..."

She didn't know how long it had been before she opened her eyes again. The moment she saw the situation around her clearly, she immediately turned over and sat up in bed.

This is……

There were exquisitely carved doors and windows, antique wooden furniture, and she was sitting on a carved wooden bed with a curtain hanging.

Was she dreaming again? And the scene was so real?

There was a creaking sound, as if someone pushed the door open and walked in.

Soon, the voice of a young girl was heard from outside, and then the layers of curtains were lifted up by a slightly rough little hand and tied to one side.

The little maid in a pink skirt walked towards her with a copper basin in her hand, smiling: "Miss, come and wash up quickly, Master Ye will be here soon."

"Master Ye?"

Gu Baiwei asked subconsciously, but she didn't expect that she would actually make a sound this time.

What’s going on? This dream seems to be getting even weirder.

"Yes, Miss, have you forgotten? Yesterday the master said that your fiancé, Mr. Ye, will come to visit today."

Chuntao looked at her with a puzzled look, her expression inquiring.

Gu Baiwei was stunned for a second, then she realized that this should be a setting in the dream.

"I remember, of course I remember, I just wonder why he came here so early in the morning."

Gu Baiwei quickly added to the little maid's words, and while she was speaking she had already put on her shoes and got out of bed.

Chuntao immediately brought the basin over and helped her wash.

It was the first time that Gu Baiwei was served like this. She was a little uncomfortable. Just as she was about to refuse, she found that her body was out of control again.

After observing for a while, she found that she seemed unable to completely control this body. She could only occasionally take the initiative for a short period of time, which was better than being completely out of control before.

After washing, Chuntao fixed her hair and took her to the front yard.

Along the way, she looked around with some curiosity.

The courtyard is quaint and has a rockery in the corner. Not far from the rockery is a pond covered with a layer of disc-like emerald green lotus leaves. The broad leaves almost cover the entire surface of the pond, with only graceful pink lotus flowers emerging from the gaps.

The lotus flowers are growing very well, with plump petals clustered together and swaying gently in the breeze. From a distance, they look like pretty girls dancing in the water.

If such a large yard were placed in modern times, it would definitely be worth a lot of money.

Gu Baiwei sighed inwardly, it seemed that in her dream she was still the eldest daughter of a wealthy family.

While he was thinking, he had already followed Chuntao into the front hall.

The moment I walked in, I inadvertently met a pair of dark eyes.

A handsome boy of about fourteen or fifteen, dressed in black, was leaning lazily on a chair. He had a handsome face, but his skin looked too pale, revealing a sense of sickness.

At this moment, he looked at her, with a faint smile on his face. This face...

An unfamiliar scene appeared in Gu Baiwei's mind uncontrollably. The young man in black was sitting across the table, looking at her with his chin in his hand, smiling: "Sister, is the food not to your liking?"

A face that is very similar to the boy in front of him, but with different clothes, different hairstyle, and a more mature look. He is...

When Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu, who were sitting at the top, saw her coming, they immediately smiled and introduced her: "Yun Ting, this is our Wei Wei."

The young man put away the distracted look on his face, stood up from his chair, and said to her with a smile: "Ms. Gu, hello, I am Ye Yunting, your... fiancé."

Ye Yunting? How could his name be Ye Yunting?

Hearing the familiar name, Gu Baiwei was stunned for a moment and just stared at the other person without blinking.

Mrs. Gu, who was sitting at the head of the table, coughed twice in a slightly awkward manner: "Weiwei, Yun Ting is in the capital for the first time, why don't you take him out for a walk."

When Gu Baiwei came to her senses, the two were already walking side by side on the busy street, followed by Chun Tao and Ye Yunting's servant.

As they were walking, a ragged man holding a broken bowl knelt down in front of them.

The man was skinny, and his arms were like two dead branches wrapped in skin. The shape of the bones could be clearly seen. He must have not washed for a long time, and his body exuded an unpleasant stench.

Ye Yunting frowned in disgust and took a step back. Before he could even utter the word "get lost", Gu Baiwei had already taken out a string of copper coins from her purse and ordered Chuntao behind her: "Chuntao, give this money to him."

"Miss, is this too much?"

Chuntao felt a little distressed when looking at the money in her hand. She only had two taels of silver a month, and the young lady gave a beggar a hundred or so coins at once.

"Give it to him. It's so pitiful."

When Gu Baiwei heard her own soft voice, she looked up and met Ye Yunting's somewhat disdainful eyes.