Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 124: V25: Mr. Feng... Feng Chengjin... Cheng Jin... _3

Chapter 124: V25: Mr. Feng... Feng Chengjin... Cheng Jin... _3

He looked around the hospital room and nodded in agreement, "Pretty good. Quiet and serene, except for the inconvenience of going to the bathroom, it should well fulfill your current need to vent."

At this, Gu Zixuan almost laughed out of anger, "Can’t you just speak normally?"

Making it seem as if she had nowhere else to go to avoid him, purposely injuring her foot and hiding in the hospital.

Feng Chengjin pursed his lips, shrugged, "I’m afraid not."

Gu Zixuan felt like grinding her teeth, "..."

...

On the other side, inside the He Mansion.

Outside the door, the tall figure of Qiao Shan cast shadows from the trees around the villa, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.

On the edge of the bed inside.

He Qimo sat with his arms crossed, watching the sleeping He Xiaoqi.

No one expected that just one night of madness would cause He Xiaoqi to completely fall into addiction.

During this period, her decadent appearance, occasional rapid heartbeat, breathlessness, pacing anxiously around the room, and sometimes losing control and bursting into tears frequently frightened Zhou Huimei into daily tears.

At this moment, watching as He Xiaoqi finally fell into a peaceful sleep after a bout of agitation, He Qimo watched for a while, got up, and walked out.

Zhou Huimei watched, paused, really wanting to hold back, but still followed.

Closing the bedroom door, Zhou Huimei with a cold face caught up, "Qi Mo, have you found Gu Zixuan?"

He Qimo neither confirmed nor denied, just fished a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and put it between his lips, lighting it, "What’s up?"

"What’s up?" Zhou Huimei took a deep breath, wanting to shout angrily, but seeing it’s her beloved son, she held back.

She had to swallow her breath, trying to make her voice regal, "She’s been gone for so many days, you told me to reflect, and I did. Xiaoqi is also more obedient day by day. After all, she’s also a daughter-in-law of the He Family. Although I hit her, a mother-in-law hitting a daughter-in-law isn’t an unmanageable enmity. Even if that matter... if I was too much, shouldn’t she come back home?"

The ambiguous words made it hard to discern Zhou Huimei’s true intentions.

Zhou Huimei also thought her retreat was well disguised in her tone.

But He Qimo, after a cold glance around, looked at He Xiaoqi’s bedroom door, "You want her back and then find a chance to force her to apologize to Xiaoqi?"

The abrupt change left Zhou Huimei stunned, especially with that cold tone, and eyes sharper than a wolf’s in the night. She realized she barely recognized her son she hadn’t seen in just over ten days.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing." He Qimo chuckled slightly, concealing the melancholy of knowing everything that had happened in He Mansion over the years, saying faintly, "Just find it meaningless, Mom, if we can live, then we live. If not, Zixuan and I can move out. There’s no need to be one way to someone’s face and another behind their back. In short, having her come back to hear your daily sarcasm is unnecessary."

At this, Zhou Huimei was thoroughly infuriated, raising her voice, "Qi Mo, what do you mean by that? We’ve been married eight years, where have I, as a mother-in-law, wronged her? I’ve given her the best food and drink, taken her to the hospital for checkups when there’s nothing else, done all the auxiliary measures, yet it’s her own womb that failed to conceive a child for the He Family, among the unfilial three, being childless is the worst. You’re already twenty-eight, can I have some opinion on her?"

He Qimo’s eyes slightly dimmed, remaining silent.

Zhou Huimei continued, "Besides, she’s the one who wouldn’t let go of her young mistress airs, constantly pointing out this or that about Xiaoqi. You know who Xiaoqi is; she’s your sister, pampered from a young age, how could she tolerate her young mistress’s temper? Even if both characters were wrong, as an elder sister-in-law, couldn’t she give Xiaoqi a break due to her age? If it weren’t for that slap scaring Xiaoqi, making her run out, would she have met those bad people!"

Saying this made Zhou Huimei’s eyes turn red.

After all, it’s flesh that fell out from her own belly, seeing her daughter mistreated like this pains any mother.

Especially thinking of her own son, born ten months after conceiving, now siding with his wife, cutting off her finances, and accusing her of wrongdoing and even threatening to split the family, Zhou Huimei’s heart ached as if being torn apart.

Amid the hidden sorrow, an unspeakable resentment was brewing.