Yuan Jiang nodded: "Yes!"
Ma Hongxia looked worried: "Poor Goudan, you're such a fool. Why would I let you suffer this injustice today?"
Yuan Jiang opened her eyes wide in a daze. Doesn’t her mother know that Pei Zhuo has returned to normal?
Ma Hongxia sighed as she cooked.
At the dinner table.
Ma Hongxia placed the meat and vegetables in front of Yuan Jiang as usual. She glanced at the cuts on Pei Zhuo's forehead, slapped her forehead, and said worriedly, "Goudan, I almost forgot about you. Does your head still hurt?"
"How about we go to the hospital for a checkup?"
Pei Aiguo's eyes widened, and he paused with his chopsticks. Then he remembered that his son had hit his head again today. He stood up in shock, slamming the table and saying, "Son! Who am I?!"
He held up another finger: "What's this???"
Wow wow wow, his son fell today, won't he become a fool?!
Pei Zhuo's bony fingers suddenly tightened as he cleaned the cuts on his face. No more bleeding occurred. Although the skin was broken, the scarlet soft flesh could be vaguely seen. His handsome face, which was full of wild tension, did not look ferocious or ugly, but instead added a bit of battle-damaged fragility.
His long, dark brows were furrowed, his black eyelashes drooped, and he pursed his thin lips and said, "Dad, Mom, my head is healed."
"What??!" Pei Aiguo screamed.
"Are you okay from the fall?" Ma Hongxia leaned closer to Pei Zhuo, tilting her head. "How old are you? What's your wife's name? I'm your mother. What's your mother's name?"
Pei Zhuo pushed Ma Hongxia's head away and said, "I'm 21 years old, my wife is Yuan Jiang, your name is Ma Hongxia, and my father's name is Pei Aiguo."
Ma Hongxia's eyes filled with tears: "Son, you're really healed! It's a good fall, it's a good fall!"
"God bless you, God bless you, wife, please take out my bottle of wine! I want to drink a pound of wine tonight!" Pei Aiguo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Pei Zhuo excitedly.
Usually Ma Hongxia didn't let Pei Aiguo drink, but today she was in a good mood, so she took out all the wine she had hidden and put it on the table.
Pei Zhuo looked carefully at Yuan Jiang who was eating obediently, and felt a heavy heart.
Since leaving the room, his wife has ignored him.
He went to the kitchen to look for his wife, but she treated him as invisible. He wanted to help her with the rice, but she didn't want him to serve it. Even at the dinner table, his wife hadn't even glanced at him...
Pei Zhuo's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped the chopsticks tightly. His sinister and handsome face showed a coldness and calmness that could not hide the jealousy in his heart.
"Son, come, let's drink some!" Pei Aiguo poured a large bowl for Pei Zhuo with a smile. Usually when Pei Zhuo was a fool, he didn't dare to drink with him. But now that his son has become smart, what's wrong with drinking a little?!
Ma Hongxia was also very happy and did not say anything to stop them when she saw it.
Yuan Jiang was eating when she noticed Pei Zhuo's eyes briefly glancing at her. She silently turned her head away with a wicked smile on her lips.
After more than a dozen bowls of wine, Pei Aiguo was completely drunk and slumped over the table. Ma Hongxia made a disgusted sound and turned to look at Pei Zhuo, whose face was flushed and his eyes were blurry. She grinned and helped him pick up some food: "Son, eat some food, mom will drink with you! Your father is a useless waste!"
Pei Zhuo felt dizzy and his body was burning. Looking at the wine in front of him, he picked it up and drank it in one gulp. He turned his head to glance at Yuan Jiang, who still didn't look at him, and his eyelashes trembled violently.
Yuan Jiang grumbled and made up his mind to ignore Pei Zhuo today, not even looking at him.
Suddenly, Yuan Jiang's body stopped abruptly, and her long, fair fingers tightened.
Even the chewing of food stopped.
“…”
She turned her head slightly and looked at Pei Zhuo.
Pei Zhuo's handsome face flushed, his pair of dark and deep eyes were full of water, with a slight red at the corners. The alcohol in his eyes made them hazy and bright. At this moment, he looked at her with a passionate and charming gaze, and he smiled at Yuan Jiang with his lips curled.
Some expressions were shy and awkward, while others were blatantly seductive.
Yuan Jiang swallowed helplessly, pursed his lips, and clenched the chopsticks in his hand.
Under the table.
The slender and strong foot stretched to the opposite side and rubbed Yuan Jiang's calf.
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