Waiting for you to fall a flower

"It's not like that. I'm angry because you always think that Qianxue and I are not together anymore."

Jing ya snorted coldly, "Ye Beicheng, you really don't understand me. I'm not such a petty woman. You still don't understand why I'm angry, so there's nothing to say between us."

"Then what do you want? Are we going to live like this forever?"

"Ask me again when you understand the direction of your feelings!"

"Did I say I didn't love you? Why are you so worried about gains and losses?"

"Have you ever said you love me? You never said that, why do you think I should be confident!"

"But that doesn't mean I have no feelings for you!"

The more they argued, the more excited they became. Jing Ya forced himself to ask sarcastically, "Do you have feelings for me? Do you have feelings for me and say that you don't want me to care too much about you? If a person really loves another person, he will only feel that too much care is not enough, and will not despise too much care!"

She got up angrily and walked out with a pillow in her arms. Ye Beicheng grabbed her and said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to sleep with my eldest sister!"

"Elder sister is not a normal person. You are not afraid of her at night..."

"So what if elder sister is crazy? At least she has a sincere heart, much better than sharing a bed with some hypocrite!"

With a bang, the door opened and closed.

Ye Beicheng sighed in disappointment. He was just beginning to regret it. Maybe he shouldn't have said something he shouldn't have said on the boat...

The next morning, jingya was afraid that the Ye family would find out that she slept in her elder sister's room last night, so she got up early and sneaked downstairs.

The time stopped at 5: 15 in the morning. The servants at home were already busy. Jing Ya was bored, so she prepared to go to the kitchen to make her own breakfast. Since she married to the Ye family, her good skills had not been fully utilized for a long time.

In the early morning, the kitchen was very quiet. There was only one servant who was doing something. From the back view, Jing Ya knew her name was xiao yun. This little girl had been taking care of master ye's daily life, so Jing Ya was not so unfamiliar with her as the other servants.

Quietly walking over, Jing Ya made a mischievous sound, scared Xiao Yun to scream, hurriedly hid something in his hand behind him, the expression on his face at the moment he saw Jing Ya, panic was simply strange.

"Young... Young mistress, what's the matter?"

She stuttered and asked, her eyes extremely unnatural.

"What's hidden behind you?" Jing Ya craned his neck to look.

"No, nothing."

"Nothing. Why are you so nervous?"

Jingya went to hold her hand. She quickly put something into her pocket and said, "Young mistress, don't make things difficult for me. Actually, it's nothing. My boyfriend gave me a little toy. I was so absorbed in it..."

"Oh, I see."

Jing Ya smiled and really stopped making things difficult for her. After all, there was no need to ask so clearly about the personal affairs of a domestic servant.

"I'm going to deliver the medicine to master first."

Xiao Yun Nuonuo picked up the chinese medicine by the table and left the kitchen in a mess.

Jingya looked at her back and felt something was wrong. She couldn't tell what was wrong.

For two consecutive nights, Jing Ya slept in elder sister's room. On the third night, while eating dinner, the phone rang at home. The servant ran to answer it and shouted, "Madam, it's for you."

Dou Huayue put down his chopsticks and walked to the phone, "Hello? Who is it?"

"Oh, Mrs. Zhang, aren't you calling at Mrs. Wang's house tonight?"

"Somewhere else? Where else?"

"Oh, that's fine. I'm still the first to go back to Mrs. Yang's house. It's a good time to recognize the door."

"Okay, okay, I'll see you later."

Mrs. Ye hung up the phone with a smile and twisted his back to the table, completely unaware of the dark clouds on his son's face.

"Mom, do you have my father in your heart?"

Ye Beicheng asked coldly.

"Of course, what's wrong?" Dou Huayue looked up doubtfully.

"Really? Why do I think playing mahjong is more important than my dad? You can play during the day. Is it necessary to go there at night?"

"Then what am I doing? It's not my only hobby. I'm bored doing nothing all day."

"Nothing to do? Doesn't my dad need someone to take care of him?"

Ye Beicheng's face grew darker and darker. Jing Ya, who was sitting on his right, couldn't help but sweat for him. It seemed that the situation tonight was not good...

As an outsider, it's better not to talk too much.

"Your father doesn't have a servant to take care of him. Besides, he doesn't mind me playing mahjong. What's your opinion?"

Mrs. Ye was displeased and let go of his wife's cowardice. Now even his son was on her head. He threw his chopsticks on the table angrily, and Jing Ya broke into a sweat again.

"Maid care? I really doubt how you got married in the first place. If there are really two people who have feelings, do you have a wife like this? The husband is so ill, but the wife is spending the whole day and night at the mahjong table. Is it because grandpa and his old man are gone that you feel unscrupulous?"

"Bastard! Is that how you talk to your mother? You are too wicked! Do you need to judge if your father and I have any feelings? How can we live together for decades without feelings? Did the three of you fall from the sky? That's too much!"

Ye Beicheng looked at her coldly, "Have you ever done your duty as a mother? Am I going too far or are you going too far? Dad doesn't blame you because he loves you, but that doesn't mean you can rely on his love for you without scruples!" He paused for a moment, "From tonight onwards, if you leave him alone at home again, who will play mahjong with you, I will make them suffer!"

Dou Huayue did not expect to be threatened like this by his son, and immediately raised his hand in anger and slapped him. Trembling all over, he said, "It's really lawless. I was humiliated for the sake of the vixen before, but now I even have to interfere with my free activities. Do you know who I am? I'm your mother! It's the mother who gave birth to you and raised you! Your attitude towards me is going to be cursed!"

Jing Ya could no longer sit still. Her mother-in-law's slap shocked her. She thought that her mother-in-law was just merciless to her, but she didn't expect her son to be so heartless.

"Mom, you really have to pay attention to what you're saying. What do you mean by being punished? If you say that North city doesn't take you seriously, do you trust him again? I have never seen a mother say that her son will be punished! You don't have to be nice to others, but you have to be nice to your own son..."

Jing Ya didn't say anything. When she spoke and said something like that, it was easy to imagine how angry Mrs. Ye had become. She glared at her daughter-in-law fiercely and said, "Oh, it's really a love affair between husband and wife. You really know how to take the lead. I didn't have much special feeling before. Now I understand that my son wouldn't be tamed by you if I didn't do something!"

Ye Beicheng was too lazy to talk to his mother again. He turned around and waved his sleeves away. As he walked, he reminded her, "Remember what I said. I will do what I say!"

"What did you do? I'm a mother and I'm still under your control as a son? If you don't let me go, I'll go!"

After Ye Beicheng went upstairs, Jing Ya immediately followed him. At this moment, the tigress was so angry that she was about to kill. If she stayed where she was, she would be a scapegoat...

Dou Huayue stood there and froze for a long time. Finally, he swung all the dishes and dishes on the table to the ground. The sound of breaking was loud. Ye Beicheng heard it, and Jing Ya heard it.

After venting, she decisively picked up her lv bag and walked out of the house, thinking angrily that she must not let anyone suppress her, or else she would have no status in this family in the future.

Jing Ya sat nervously on the sofa in the bedroom. Ye Beicheng had locked herself in the study for an hour. He had not come out for this hour, and she had not gone in.

Although she wanted to comfort him, she could not take a step forward at the thought of how vague his feelings were and the hurtful things he had said before.

She used to think that her parents were the best and that she was born into a desperate family. Tonight, she realized that Ye Beicheng was no better or worse than her. He was born into a rich family, but he was not much happier than her.

"I don't care about you, I don't care about you, I don't care about you..."

She paced back and forth in the bedroom, reminding herself over and over again that she did not care about him, nor could she care about him, but it was obviously not very effective, because in her mind, she would always think about the slap Ye Beicheng had received, whether it hurt or not, whether he was angry, or because she had been slapped, so she knew that it was not good to be slapped.

Unknowingly, she walked out of the room and stood in front of the study. Her hands were so low that she had no strength to lift them to knock on the door. She was not sure if Ye Beicheng wanted to see her at this time, and she was even more afraid that he would scold her for meddling because he was in a bad mood.

In the end, reason prevailed, and she sighed, thinking that maybe he wanted to be alone, so she decided not to disturb him...

Instead of going back to her bedroom, she went straight to her father-in-law. In fact, she was in a bad mood, not because of her mother-in-law. After all, she had already been numb and beaten with her mother-in-law. How could it affect her mood?

Naturally, she was in a bad mood because of Ye Beicheng. Perhaps this was where she failed. When a person fell in love with another person, his emotions would always be yours, an emotion that you could not avoid even if you wanted to.

Knock, knock... She knocked on her father-in-law's door.

"Come in." Ye Guoxian answered weakly. Jing Ya pushed the door open and walked to his father-in-law's bed. He said casually, "Dad, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"It's still early." Master ye supported himself and sat up, "What's the matter?"

"... No." She answered in a low voice.

In fact, Jing Ya was not good at concealing her feelings. The expression on her face usually reflected her mood, especially since her father-in-law was a bright person.

"Look at your bitter face. Even a fool can tell that something is wrong."