Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 131

Jingya was supported upstairs by Ye Beicheng, and as soon as the bedroom door was closed, she said worriedly: "Beicheng, what you did just now was not very good..."

"What kind?" Ye Beicheng was puzzled.

"It's just you talking about your mother and bewitching people..."

He smiled: "Then it's fine if you call her an old witch?"

"I know it's bad, but I'm so angry..."

"Then I'm too angry."

"But you are his son?" Jingya opened her eyes wide. She thought that if Ye Beicheng hadn't known about her background, she shouldn't have opposed her mother like this.

Ye Beicheng sighed for a long time, lowered his head sadly, and said, "Jingya, to tell you the truth, I never had that kind of deep affection for my mother."

"Why?" Jingya asked knowingly.

"Because from her, I have never felt a mother's love. Although I was born by her, but after 30 years, I always feel that there is no relationship between us that blood is thicker than water."

Jingya stretched out her arms to hug his neck pitifully, and said, "Beicheng, you think too much, mother-in-law may not be good at expressing, but she may love you in her heart..."

In fact, I know very clearly in my heart that a stepmother will always be a stepmother, and the kind of stepmother who treats her ex-wife's children as her own is only seen in TV dramas.

"Maybe, I don't expect anything anyway."

Ye Beicheng stretched out his hand to caress Wan Min's face, and joked, "I finally know why my dad said no one is more suitable for me than you?"

"Ah? Why?"

"Because...we are hard-working mandarin ducks that neither our father loves nor our mother loves."

Pfft... Jingya laughed, she raised her chin to correct it: "You're wrong, Eunuch loves you very much."

"Looking at it this way, I'm luckier than you."

"Of course, there is at least one person who loves you. It's not like me, it's true that no one loves you."

He covered her mouth and reprimanded displeasedly: "Who said you are unloved? Don't you have me?"

"Your love..." Jingya hesitated to speak.

"how?"

"pretty good."

She replied with a smile, but what she really wanted to say in her heart was that she had no sense of security.

"It's good that you know, let's not talk about love or not, promise me, from now on, take care of yourself and our children, okay?"

"I try my best……"

Jingya didn't want to spoil herself either, the key point was that she was really embarrassed too badly.

"I was not at home before, and no one paid attention to you. Later, I will instruct the servants at home to prepare some delicious meals for you upstairs every day. If you want to eat, just tell me, or directly tell the servants at home. People say."

"OK, thank you."

Ye Beicheng poked her forehead with his hand: "What are you doing so far away? Still thinking about divorcing me?"

"No, it's just too touching."

Jingya is telling the truth, Ye Beicheng is not at home, no one really pays attention to her diet and daily life, her father-in-law cares about her, but his own body is in such a state, and he can't care about it even if he wants to.

"I'll ask Xiaoyun to prepare food for you, and you can take a nap first."

He lovingly carried her to the bed, covered her with the quilt, and kissed her forehead.

With Ye Beicheng's special care and thoughtfulness, Jingya's appetite gradually improved. For a week, she ate the meals specially prepared by Xiaoyun for her every day, and she gradually overcame the habit of vomiting, and her face became ruddy a lot.

Ye Beicheng is very busy and has opened up overseas markets. In addition, without Jingya as a helper, he runs between the company and the family every day. He has to be busy with his career and miss his wife at home. Jingya has gained some weight, but he has lost a lot of weight. few.

Perhaps because of her good mood, Jingya quickly recovered her previous life. She couldn't bear to see her husband rushing in and out alone, working hard, and insisted on going to the company to help him, but was mercilessly rejected by Ye Beicheng. up.

His reason is that she is pregnant now, so she can't be overworked, let alone face the computer all day, and can't participate in social gatherings, all kinds of reasons.

Jingya, who was idle and bored, was bored at home all day, so she went to the flower market and bought dozens of strange seeds to pass the idle time.

On the first day, Ye Beicheng came back from the company and saw her sweating profusely in the garden, but he didn't say anything.

The next day, when he came back from work, she was watering the garden, and he didn't say anything.

On the third day, he came back very late, the living room of the Ye family was brightly lit, his mother and younger sister ate around the dining table, and Jingya was weeding alone in the dimly lit garden, and now he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

With a cold face, he walked up to her, looked down at her squatting on the ground, and said, "What time is it?"

Jingya raised her head: "Hey, you're back."

"What are you doing? Eat this as a meal?" He squatted down.

"No, you see, the seeds I planted two days ago have already sprouted. I have to loosen the soil and get rid of these weeds. Grandpa liked planting flowers and plants the most when he was alive. I planted these Flowers, it's just to commemorate his old man."

"But you don't have to get up early and stay late, do you? Take a look at home—"

He pointed to the direction of the living room: "They are all eating in the house, and the servants are standing by the side to serve you. You are a young lady squatting in the garden weeding. If outsiders come in and see this by accident, they will think that you are not in Ye's house." Status, being abused!"

Jingya raised her head and said innocently: "I have no status in the first place, and I was abused in the first place..."

"you……"

Ye Beicheng was annoyed by her words: "Okay, okay, come in with me, don't bother."

He forcibly held her hand, dragged her home involuntarily, Jingya struggled and said, "But my seeds are still being harvested."

"Take it tomorrow!"

"No, it's raining tonight!"

"Will not!"

"But I've seen the weather forecast..."

"Don't trust the weather forecast, trust me!"

"What if it rains? The seeds I bought are wasted!"

"I'll have someone pull a cart to compensate you for wasting it."

"..." It was too domineering and unreasonable.

After entering the living room, Ye Beicheng said expressionlessly, "Xiaoyun, prepare dinner for young mistress."

"Okay, sir."

Ye Mengyao threw her chopsticks on the table angrily: "Brother, why do you rely on her for everything? Couldn't the food we ate go into her mouth?"

Jingya immediately explained: "Mengyao, don't get me wrong, I'm afraid I can't help vomiting, which will affect your appetite."

"Come on, you are hypocritical!"

Ye Beicheng's face sank: "Are you not hypocritical? You are not hypocritical. The last time you participated in a campus dance competition, why did you ask me to send you a carload of flower baskets?"

Jingya secretly bent her ear and said, "That's not hypocrisy, that's vanity..."

She said it secretly, but Ye Mengyao still heard it. She reached out her hand in shame and anger to push Jingya, but Ye Beicheng quickly responded: "Be honest, you hurt the child in your sister-in-law's belly, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Ye Mengyao's eyes were red with anger, and as soon as the eldest lady got angry, she yelled: "It's better to get hurt, for a person who hates someone like her, the child will definitely be as annoying as her!"

Jingya sighed, turned her head and said to Ye Beicheng: "I'm going upstairs, the child must be very sad, to have an aunt who hates him so much..."
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"Let's go." Ye Beicheng grabbed her shoulders and walked towards the stairs without looking back.

After going upstairs, Jingya went to the bathroom to wash off the mud on her hands. The mud under her nails could not be washed off, so she scratched hard. Seeing that she hadn't come out for a long time, Ye Beicheng leaned against the door and asked, "Why did you wash for so long?"

"You have to take care of me washing my hands." She muttered angrily.

"No, Xiaoyun has already brought over the food. I'm afraid that it will be cold and you will feel uncomfortable if you eat it."

"But I haven't washed my hands yet."

"Come on, let me help you."

Ye Beicheng took her white hand, rinsed it under the faucet, poked the mud hidden between the nails with a toothbrush a few times, and clapped his hands: "Okay, isn't this clean?"

"Is this your toothbrush?" Jingya's eyes widened.

"It's okay, just change it."

He took her hand and walked into the bedroom, pointed to the exquisite two dishes, one soup and a bowl of white rice on the table, and said: "Eliminate them all!"

Jingya smiled wryly: "I only had snacks in the afternoon, isn't that too much?"

"Not much, come and eat quickly, I will supervise you."

Ye Beicheng pressed her on the sofa, she took the white rice, took a bite, looked up at him, and said embarrassedly: "You look at me like this, I can't eat it..."

"Okay, I'll go in and take a shower. When I come out, I must see these foods being eaten and wiped off by you."

Jingya nodded and waved her hand: "Well, go, go."

As soon as Ye Beicheng left, she took a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, drank half of a bowl of soup, and then emptied everything else into the trash can outside.

"Food, food, don't blame me for being cruel, the Ai family really can't bear to swallow you..."

Looking at the food that was thrown away, she clasped her hands guiltily and muttered, and hurried back to the room, stacked the plates together, lay flat on the sofa and waited for Ye Beicheng to come out.

As soon as the bathroom door opened, she turned over and said, "Honey, you're killing me..."

Ye Beicheng glanced at the dishes on the table that had been swept away, turned around and walked out the door. Jingya quickly jumped up from the sofa and grabbed him: "Why are you going?"

"I'll check to see if anyone is wasting food..." He pointed to the trash can at the corner of the stairs.

"No, absolutely not!"

Jingya quickly hugged his waist and pressed her face against his back.

"You let go, what are you doing without you holding me? I'm just going to have a look."

Ye Beicheng wanted to pull her hand away, but her fingers were so tightly entangled that she couldn't pull it apart.

"What's so interesting about it? You've already taken a shower. If you want to see it, look at me. What's so interesting about that garbage..."

"Yu Jingya, tell me the truth, did you throw away all the food?"

Seeing that she was determined not to let go, Ye Beicheng was very sure that his guess was correct.

"No, husband, come in quickly, wear so little, don't get cold..."

Jingya walked around in front of him, hugged his neck instead, trying to confuse him with a beauty trick.

"It's very doubtful that you blocked me like this..." Ye Beicheng frowned: "I must verify my guess."

With a flash of his body, he escaped from her encirclement, Jingya was quick to get wise, and shouted: "Stop!"

After being yelled at so suddenly by her, Ye Beicheng stopped in his tracks and looked back at her suspiciously, wondering what tricks she was trying to play.

"husband……"

Jingya's voice softened all of a sudden, and she threw herself into his arms, straddled his legs, clamped his waist, then kissed his lips, and said teasingly: "Let's make out for a while, it's been a long time... gone."

She didn't know how powerful this move was, but in fact, it was very effective.

(End of this chapter)