bayedsolid Chapter 179 Promise me you won't look at other men, okay?
Chapter 179 Promise me you won't look at other men, okay?
An Ying felt extremely uncomfortable under Yin Mei's gaze.
Afraid that Yin Mei would notice something amiss, she took a few deep breaths and said in a low voice, "Auntie, please sit down first. I'm going to the restroom."
Yin Mei held her teacup and nodded with a smile.
An Ying fled into the bathroom.
Her cheeks were still flushed in the bathroom mirror.
As she raised her hand to straighten her clothes, she noticed several hickeys on her collarbone below the neckline of her loungewear.
An Ying sighed and quickly pulled her collar tighter.
Then, she turned on the tap and scooped up some cold water to wash her face.
What should I do? I'm about to be exposed.
What will Yin Mei think of her?
Will Yin Mei be like those people in the Fu family?
An Ying stared at her still-blushing cheeks, thinking of Lu Qiyao's mother from the past.
Madam Lu used to look down on An Ying. When An Ying was dating Lu Qiyao, she would visit Madam Lu during holidays, but An Ying received very few blessings from her.
More often than not, it was met with sarcasm and ridicule.
Most of these wealthy people are the same; they don't consider feelings when it comes to dating and marriage.
They only care about family background, social standing, and power.
If the daughter-in-law is helpless and alone, these wealthy mothers-in-law feel superior and, relying on their status, often bully their future daughters-in-law at will.
Thinking of this, An Ying splashed another handful of water on her face.
I felt much more awake.
She looked at the hickey on her collarbone again, opened the cabinet, took out concealer, and applied it little by little.
Why did Fu Chengli have to kiss me in such an obvious place?!
She recalled Fu Chengli's forceful kiss on her earlier.
The flush that had been fading from An Ying's face surged back up again.
"I'm jealous. I can't stand other men having feelings for you."
"Promise me you won't look at other men, okay?"
.........
An Ying touched her slightly swollen lips, her ears ringing with the soft whispers of Fu Chengli in her ear.
His confession, and his possessiveness.
Everything just happened too fast.
Even she herself overlooked a fact.
She did respond to Fu Chengli's kiss.
An Ying could no longer hide, and went against her own feelings, saying that she had no feelings for him.
Yin Mei wasn't resting outside the bathroom either.
As soon as An Ying entered the bathroom and closed the door, Yin Mei immediately stopped smiling, put down her teacup, and looked around.
The adulterer is definitely still hiding at home, somewhere...
Wait, why is the bedroom door closed?
There's definitely something fishy going on.
Yin Mei gritted her teeth.
Since her son is useless, only the old mother can step in.
Yin Mei pushed open the bedroom door.
The bedroom was neat and tidy.
The door to the walk-in closet was ajar.
What a clichéd plot of catching and catching a liar!
Yin Mei sneered and pushed open the door to the walk-in closet.
Fu Chengli was looking down while making a phone call.
"Chen Xi, reschedule the meeting. Arrange the auction in Yecheng next week..."
Yin Mei froze, staring blankly at her son's retreating figure.
What's going on?
Fu Chengli noticed the gaze behind him and turned around.
It's his mother.
He remained calm and greeted them.
"Mom, is something wrong?"
Yin Mei coughed lightly, gradually clearing her chaotic thoughts.
"It's okay, just go about your business."
"Ah."
Fu Chengli was too lazy to explain why he was hiding in the dressing room.
Yin Mei felt she didn't need to ask any further questions.
The mother and son nodded in perfect unison, then continued their "pretense".
As Yin Mei turned to leave, she raised her clenched fist and spoke in a tone full of love and encouragement.
"Son, keep it up."
Fu Chengli looked completely bewildered.
What happened between An Ying and her mother outside?
Keep it up!
Fu Chengli gave his mother a disgruntled look.
I was refueling, but you interrupted me.
Yin Mei ignored her son's questioning gaze and walked out with a smile.
That's great, my son is fine!
There's no need to find him a urologist!
My lovely daughter-in-law didn't fly away either!
The hickeys on An Ying's neck...
Oh, what a pity!
I almost became a grandmother!!!
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An Ying sorted out her thoughts and came out of the bathroom, where she saw Yin Mei sitting at the dining table.
At this moment, Yin Mei seemed like a completely different person from before.
Just a moment ago, he had a wary and suspicious expression.
Now, Yin Mei holds a teacup and drinks tea with a smile.
Seeing An Ying come out, Yin Mei asked with a smile, "An Ying, has Fu Chengli made you unhappy lately?"
An Ying was completely bewildered.
What happened while she was washing her face?
An Ying replied, "No, my cousin is very good to me."
Yin Mei nodded with satisfaction.
If that kid upset you, tell me and I'll teach him a lesson.
An Ying was taken aback, and a feeling of warmth inexplicably welled up in her heart.
An Ying smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie."
Yin Mei glanced at the kitchen, a sudden idea struck her, and she raised an eyebrow at An Ying, saying:
"Xiao An Ying, I see you have so many barbecue ingredients. I want to eat barbecue with you, okay?"
An Ying panicked for a moment.
Fu Chengli was still hiding in the room.
Are we just going to let him hide like this and watch her eat with his mother?