Then, with a gloomy face, he looked through the restored chat history and discovered why his mother-in-law didnât like him.
For instance, this conversation from the night before last:
ââAre you coming to the hospital to sleep tonight? If not, Iâm locking the door.
ââGot some stuff to handle, I will be there later. Please donât lock the door.
ââOh, whatâs up? Where are you now?
ââAt the office, dealing with an emergency meeting. I will come back once itâs over.
He had absolutely no recollection of this chat conversation!
There was also this section, of which he also had no memory:
ââMy mom invited you to eat chopped chili fish head at our villa tonight.
ââI have to work overtime tonight, I canât make it.
No wonder his mother-in-law said that he had time to eat dinner with Yan Xi but didnât have time to eat her home-cooked meals. So, thatâs what those misunderstood words were about!
The regret and guilt swallowed Ye Junqing. His fingers clenched around his phone, and he asked Tang Zhou in a cold voice: âWhere is Fu Zhuo?â
Tang Zhou had no idea what was going on. He pointed towards the door, saying: âHe ran off, saying something about saving his own skin.â
Ye Junqing: â!!!!!!!!â
Fu Zhuo had run off â how was he to explain?@@novelbin@@
Even if he had a hundred mouths, he probably wouldnât be able to explain clearly!
Ye Junqing called Fu Zhuo. This time it wasnât him who had blocked Fu Zhuo, but Fu Zhuo who had turned off his phone. He couldnât get through!
Tang Zhou was still asking: âBrother Qing, what on earth is going on?â
With frustration Ye Junqing rubbed his eyebrows, explaining through the closed door: âXingguang, Iâve sent you two screenshots. Look at them. Neither of these conversations were replied by me on WeChat. Since Iâve had some things to deal with these two days, I asked Fu Zhuo to help me reply to some messages. These two messages were sent by Fu Zhuo. I didnât know about them. I didnât mean to deceive you intentionally. I did indeed go to the airport to pick up Yan Xi and had dinner with her. But⦠Iâm sorry, itâs my fault. Please open the door.â
Ye Junqing swallowed the remaining words after âbutâ, finishing with a sincere request for forgiveness.
Unfortunately, silence met his words, there was no reply from inside the room.
Ye Xingguang, sitting on her bed and eating porridge, heard Ye Junqingâs words through the door. She was about to take a look at the WeChat messages when her stomach suddenly twisted, making her feel nauseous. Unable to hold back, she pushed the bowl of porridge to the side and vomited all the porridge she had just eaten.
Xia Ye Zhao was holding tissues to wipe her mouth while pouring water for her to rinse her mouth after she finished throwing up.
Upon hearing Ye Junqing talking at the door, he felt sure that Ye Junqing must have upset her, hence she had hardly eaten before throwing up again. He couldnât help but reprimand, âKeep silent, she is throwing up again.â
When Ye Junqing heard that she was throwing up again, he started to knock the door frantically. No one responded. Worried about âLittle Mermaidâ, he kicked the door.
There was a loud âBANGâ.
The door fell down.
Even Tang Zhou was shocked!
Figuring that his image was already ruined in his mother-in-lawâs eyes, Ye Junqing, at the end of his tether, kicked open the door and rushed in. Seeing Ye Xingguang vomiting by the side of the bed, his heart twisted.
He walked quickly into the bathroom, wet a clean towel, then returned to the room. When she finally stopped throwing up, he wiped her mouth with the towel.
Ye Xingguang wanted to push him away, to avoid needing his help, but she was too weak to resist. She held her chest, trying to ease the nausea, but the acid feeling surged up from her chest again. With a retching sound, she bent over the bed and started throwing up again.
Bai Lanwu heard the commotion and came out from the neighboring room. As soon as she came out, she saw that her daughterâs room door had been ruined.