Upon hearing this, Jian Xuancheng frowned slightly.

"My mom? What does my mom want with me?"

The maid shook her head: "I don't know."

After speaking, she looked up at him and saw him obediently buttoning the front of his pajamas. The maid hesitated for a moment, then whispered a reminder.

"Young Master, Madam seems to be in a bad mood. You'd better hurry."

Jian Xuancheng froze as he buttoned his shirt, giving her an impatient look: "I know, I know, honestly, how annoying."

After saying that, she blinked her sleepy eyes and staggered downstairs.

Seeing his appearance, the maid felt a pang of worry and quickly followed him.

Jiang Meiying, who was looking in the mirror downstairs, heard the sound coming from the stairs. Without making a sound, she put down the mirror, crossed her arms, and put on a serious face.

Jian Xuancheng staggered over to Jiang Meiying's side. Seeing Jiang Meiying's unfriendly expression, his heart skipped a beat. He then stood respectfully to the side and gave her a fawning smile.

"Mom, why did you come so early?"

Jiang Meiying glanced at him and saw that he was wearing pajamas, his hair was messy, and he looked sleepy. She was immediately furious.

Without a second thought, she grabbed a feather duster from the side and lashed it at Jian Xuancheng without any mercy.

Jian Xuancheng was caught off guard and got a slap on the bottom. He immediately rolled over and howled. Seeing that Jiang Meiying wanted to continue, he hid behind Xiaomeng, covered his bottom, and looked at Jiang Meiying with a wronged expression.

"Mom, why did you hit me so early in the morning? Are you going through menopause?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Meiying flew into a rage: "Xiaomeng, get out of my way!"

As a woman, the most intolerable thing is when people say whether she's going through menopause.

No matter who it is, even if it's their own son, they'll still beat him!

Perhaps afraid that Xiaomeng would actually leave obediently, Jian Xuancheng grabbed Xiaomeng's shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"Xiaomeng, you can't leave. If you leave, I'll be in trouble."

The somewhat aggrieved tone and the warm breath sent a shiver down Xiaomeng's spine.

Xiao Meng glanced at the long, slender hand on her shoulder without making a sound, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Seeing Jian Xuancheng standing so close to the maid, Jiang Meiying was immediately displeased: "Jian Xuancheng, are you trying to seduce that young girl again?"

Jian Xuancheng subconsciously shook his head: "No, no, how could that be? I'm a gentleman, how could I possibly harm a young girl?"

Jiang Meiying: "Hehe."

Xiao Meng took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in her heart, and looked at Jiang Meiying, saying, "Madam, the young master is, after all, your son. Why can't we talk things out properly? As the saying goes, 'It hurts a mother's heart when her son is beaten.'"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Meiying narrowed her eyes and carefully examined the maid.

Unfortunately, after the maid finished speaking, she obediently lowered her head.

Jian Xuancheng, standing behind the maid, first glanced at her suspiciously, then focused his gaze on Jiang Meiying and asked, "Mom? What's wrong? Who upset you? Tell me, and I'll go teach them a lesson!"

Jiang Meiying casually tossed the feather duster in her hand, then angrily threw her phone on the coffee table.

See for yourself.

Jian Xuancheng tiptoed over, first taking the feather duster into his hands, and then picking up his phone.