Xiaoyu became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally he hugged Pei Jingmo and cried, speaking in a confident tone.
"Dad, I'm so sad. I just wanted to spend more time with Mom, but she didn't want to accompany me! She even left me behind!"
"Mom, she scolded me. I asked her to apologize but she ignored me and gave me the cold shoulder. Xiaoyu is so sad!"
Upon hearing this, Pei Jingmo and Song Qingyin's faces changed.
There was undisguised disgust and anger in the man's eyes.
Song Qingyin pursed her lips with a complicated expression. She comforted Xiaoyu in a gentle voice, but Xiaoyu still pouted, with tears in the corners of his eyes and a face full of grievance.
She felt bad watching this, so she stood up and grabbed Pei Jingmo's arm: "Jingmo, Miss Shen really went too far this time. No matter what, you can't leave Xiaoyu here alone."
"Why don't you give her a call and ask her to come back and apologize to Xiaoyu."
Even if Song Qingyin didn't say it, Pei Jingmo would not let Shen Shuhe go easily.
He rubbed Xiaoyu's head expressionlessly to comfort him, and then took out his cell phone.
...
...
Seeing this, Song Qingyin reminded softly: "Jing Mo, talk to Miss Shen nicely..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a soft and melodious ringtone came from behind him.
The three people were stunned and turned around at the same time.
At the same time, a light voice sounded in my ears through the noisy background: "Are you looking for me?"
Pei Jingmo raised his head while holding the phone, and met those indifferent yet clear eyes.
Shen Shuhe appeared there at some point, holding a cell phone in his hand and waving it at him.
She had clearly done something wrong, but she looked so innocent, which instantly made the man's anger reach its peak.
Blinking, the woman walked in front of the three people.
Shen Shuhe's eyes swept across the man's angry face and finally stopped on Xiaoyu.
She opened her mouth and asked quietly, "Xiaoyu, what did you tell them?"
The tear marks on Xiaoyu's face had not dried yet. He stared at her with tearful eyes and opened his mouth.
Song Qingyin immediately defended: "Ms. Shen, Xiaoyu is still a child, don't scare him."
Shen Shuhe: “?”
She just asked one question, what scared you?
Shen Shuhe was most annoyed by Song Qingyin's pretentiousness. She had been too lazy to say a word to her before, but today she changed her usual behavior.
He glanced over indifferently, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"I'm talking to my son. Miss Song's identity is not legitimate, so it's better not to interrupt."
In just one short sentence, he not only stated his status as the main wife, but also satirized her shameful identity.
After she finished speaking, Song Qingyin's face turned visibly paler. She bit her lip, looking embarrassed.
Shen Shuhe then continued: “I guess Xiaoyu must have told your father that I scolded you or abused you, right?”
"I..." Xiaoyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
"Xiaoyu, there are quite a lot of surveillance cameras in this mall. Do you want mom to ask someone to pull up the video to see if I hit you or scolded you?"
"Chen Shuhe, that's enough!"
Pei Jingmo suddenly spoke up to interrupt the woman and took a step forward.
The man was tall and broad, with a look of anger and oppression pressing down on people, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Shen Shuhe pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked at him silently.
"Aren't you ashamed enough? Xiaoyu is your son! Is this how you talk to him?"
"And check the surveillance? Aren't you ashamed to say this, Shen Shuhe? Let others know that you are sarcastic and mean to your own son and still care about every little thing?"
There were people coming and going around, and Pei Jingmo was still concerned about his reputation, so he almost leaned against the woman and spoke with gritted teeth.
His sinister eyes stared at the woman, and his fingertips hanging at his sides tightened.
He wondered how a woman could be so brazen?
Shen Shuhe looked back at him. Even though the man didn't say the rest of the words, she could guess a little from his eyes.
It's nothing more than cursing her in my heart.
Shen Shuhe sneered, but did not retreat. She looked directly at the man fearlessly and said word by word, “Pei Jingmo, I have been married to you for so many years, how come I didn’t know that there was something wrong with your brain development?”
"Did you see or hear what I said to Xiaoyu? And on what basis can you pin the crime on me?"
"Or are you incapable of independent thinking and only listen to other people's gossip?"
As he spoke, Shen Shuhe's eyes lightly swept across a figure next to him.
Silence is better than words.
Song Qingyin stood to one side, her body slightly stiff, and her watery eyes looked at the man pitifully.
Pei Jingmo's face was ugly, "Chen Shuhe! Who allowed you to arrange Qingyin at will! What qualifications do you have?!"
"I am your legal wife, and she is the mistress." Shen Shuhe raised his chin and replied slowly.
Knowing what they care about, she insists on making the identities and relationships they care about explicit.
So what if you two are so affectionate?
Mrs. Pei's position is still hers!
Looking at Pei Jing's dark and cold expression and Song Qingyin's helpless and nervous expression, Shen Shuhe felt inexplicably better.
She tilted her head slightly playfully, "Or, I can ask passers-by to see if they think I'm qualified?"
After saying that, Shen Shuhe turned his head and pretended to speak.
Except for her, everyone present looked panicked and shocked.
Before he could make any sound, Shen Shuhe's expression suddenly froze, and then he felt a strong pain.
Xiaoyu, who was standing nearby, suddenly ran over, grabbed her wrist, lowered his head, opened his mouth and bit down hard.
Pei Jingmo quickly grabbed her other arm and pushed it back hard to prevent her from speaking.
At the same time as the wrist felt a stinging pain, the shoulder was also hit.
Shen Shuhe's face suddenly frowned, she took a breath and lowered her head to press against Xiaoyu's forehead.
"open--"
"Sister Shuhe!"
Before he finished speaking, a childish and shocked voice sounded in his ears.
Shen Shuhe was stunned when she heard the familiar voice, and looked up to see Jasmine running towards her.
Why is Jasmine here?
While she was stunned, Jasmine had already run to her side, pushed Xiaoyu away, and then opened her arms to block Shen Shuhe.
"Who are you?! Why did you hurt Sister Shuhe!" Jasmine frowned and looked at the little boy warily.
The last second she was still happy about meeting Sister Shuhe by chance, but the next moment she saw these people hurting Sister Shuhe!
No matter who they are, they can't treat Sister Shuhe like this!
"I don't allow you to hurt Sister Shuhe!" Jasmine yelled again.
Seeing the small body standing in front of her without hesitation, Shen Shuhe's eyes suddenly became sore.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and raised her hand to press on Jasmine's shoulder.
"Who are you? And why are you standing in front of my mother?!"
Xiaoyu was suddenly pushed away. He was very surprised, but when he saw the intimacy between the girl and her mother, he inexplicably became angry.
He pointed at the girl with a sullen face and said condescendingly: "No matter who you are, get away from my mother!"
"Mom...?" Jasmine repeated the name in disbelief.
The little face was stunned. Sister Shuhe is married?
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