After wearing the scumbag, the male partner really smells so good

For so many years, Han Cuiwen feels that she has never been seen by others.

She is not even as good as a nanny in Xie's house!

Xu Ruining was polite to the nanny, but she was sneering and sarcastic to her, talking with guns and sticks!

She takes care of the two elders all day long, and also has to take care of her own son, so who can she be sorry for at Xie's house?

She even helped those who died prematurely with their filial piety, so what else would she want? !

These people couldn't bear her to live in Xie's house as an outsider, and when her son became the head of the family, she would see who would dare to despise her again!

Han Cuiwen's heart was full of depression, and when she went to bed at night, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Yuan Jianshi was disturbed by her and couldn't sleep well. He turned over and said, "What's wrong with you? You don't sleep at night... Tomorrow you have to get up and take care of the elderly."

"Are you really treating the old couple of the Xie family as your own parents?!" Han Cuiwen burst into an unknown rage, and cursed: "You are rushing to shout, do you think they recognize you?!"

"If it's not for my son's sake, who cares which onion you are?!"

Yuan Jianshi didn't expect Han Cuiwen to be so angry with his casual words, so he quickly said, "Keep your voice down!"

After admonishing him, he said softly: "Then what else can I do? If I don't serve you now, I won't lose anything if I want to come back later..."

"I don't want to serve you anymore!" Han Cuiwen became even more angry, pinching Yuan Jianshi's arm and said, "Anyway, my son is the only child of the Xie family. Will he dare to deny me as a mother in the future?"

"Even if I don't care about those two immortals now, these will not belong to my son in the future?!"

The more Han Cuiwen thought about it, the angrier she became.

Even if she didn't stay here to be angry, when her son got the Xie family's inheritance, wouldn't the Xie family's things belong to her?

Why does she still have to stay here and let others make her angry?

Not to mention the fear and fear all day long, no one who came in and out of Xie's house cared about her!

For so many years, she didn't know how much she had suffered from being cold-eyed, and how many ugly words she had heard...

It was said outside that she would rather hold back and not lay eggs than Xie's family's wealth, waiting for the Xie family's old couple to divide her part...

Just hearing these words made Han Cuiwen feel uncomfortable, not to mention that her son called her "aunt" every time they met.

Even if the son knows his life experience, he can't call her "Mom".

"Be patient! Be patient!" Yuan Jianshi was pinched and almost pulled off a piece of flesh, but he still didn't dare to quarrel with Han Cuiwen. Grievance, a few more years of grievance, at least I have to watch Jijin inherit the family business..."

Only when Xie Jijin inherits everything from the Xie family can he be truly safe.

Everything else is not important.

Yuan Jianshi doesn't have any skills, and it is impossible for him to earn a fortune in his life.

But now as long as he endured it for decades, the chic life of the rest of his life is just around the corner. He didn't want to ruin all of this because of Han Cuiwen's slight discomfort.

After all, it's all part of life.

His brother-in-law didn't have any money in his life. Seeing that the old couple heard that they had a grandson, they would let him go back, and they would be gone if something happened.

His younger sister also lived up to expectations, and somehow managed to catch a genuine rich second generation, which brought his family a good life today.

The life of their family will get better and better in the future. As long as they last until the old couple pass away, don't they have the final say on the rest?

"Jijin..." Han Cuiwen felt sad when she mentioned this name, and complained aggrievedly: "My son is not called this name at all..."

"This name brings money!" Yuan Jianshi hurriedly hugged and coaxed, and said, "If it weren't for this name, how could our son grow up in Xie's family with such a good life? Wait until later, and later, if the child wants to change his name, he will have to pay for it." Call mom, don’t you follow me?”

Just not now.

Showing any signs of it now will make people suspicious.

Especially now that the Xie family is still in the hands of the old man, if there is any disturbance and the old man becomes suspicious, as long as a paternity test is done, everything he planned will be over.

Yuan Jianshi had managed to hide it for so many years, and until now, he didn't want any mistakes!

How could Han Cuiwen not understand this truth?

It's just that Xu Ruining's appearance tonight poked the sensitivity in her heart, so she vented it.After being comforted by Yuan Jianshi, he also vented his anger and stopped making trouble.

In the master bedroom of Xie's family, Mrs. Xie didn't sleep very soundly all night. She got up before dawn the next day and pushed open the cubicle at the end of the corridor.

No matter who said or what anyone said about this house, she stubbornly refused to seal it up.

This is her only thought.

Her son was well placed here by her.

The old lady lit a joss stick and sat in an armchair beside the flickering fire.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she stared at the black and white photos on the table without blinking.

"After so many years, you are cruel enough." Madam Xie whimpered, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and cried, "Finally...you are willing to come to Mommy's dream and let Mommy take another look at you."

The whole night, Mrs. Xie didn't sleep soundly.In the dream, her son was standing in front of her with a slight smile, without speaking, but with a very relaxed and relieved expression, just looking at her all the time.

This is the first time Mrs. Xie dreamed of her son after his accident.

In the past, Mrs. Xie always felt that her son was still blaming her, blaming her for refusing to let him go home, blaming her for refusing to accept his wife and children...

But tonight's dream, even if the pillow was soaked with tears of longing, Mrs. Xie didn't feel uncomfortable.

She thought that her son had finally forgiven her.

She had waited too many years for this dream.

The door of the cubicle was gently pushed open, Mr. Xie came in slowly, and said in a low voice: "As soon as I wake up and I don't see you, I know you're here again."

"I dreamed of Xiaoxi..." Mrs. Xie cried and said, "Xiaoxi came back to see me."

"Xiaoxi?" Mr. Xie looked up at the photo, then at his wife, and draped the thin blanket on his arm over his shoulders, and said, "Isn't it a good thing for him to see you, why are you crying?"

Although the old man is materialistic, he always understands and respects his wife's knots.

After crying for a while, the old lady Xie wiped her tears, leaned on the chair and muttered: "I saw a man on TV yesterday, I watched him back and forth, and I always felt that he looked like Xiaoxi..."

"You said... Could he be Xiaoxi?"

Mr. Xie had nothing to do with the bewildered longing for his old wife, so he could only persuade him half-coaxingly: "How old is that man? Even if Xiaoxi is reincarnated, he is still a child at this moment. How can he be on TV?"

"It's cold in the morning, I'll help you go back to bed and lie down... You haven't seen your grandson for the past two days, and you're starting to think again..."

Mr. Xie thought about it, and helped his wife back to the bedroom slowly.