Confused wife is too hot

"A cute..."

Jiang Bei's anxious cry piercing the sky sounded behind Dai Yimeng, and the truth that was about to be blurted out was interrupted. Jiang Bei rushed forward with a few strides, and stretched out his long arms to embrace Dai Yimeng in his arms.

Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He heard what Dai Yimeng said to Song Yanmo, the moment he opened the door and ran out of the car.

The anger was burning, and the big hand on Dai Yimeng's shoulder trembled uncontrollably, but Jiang Bei still couldn't bear to blame Dai Yimeng, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Dai Yimeng was very surprised by Jiang Bei's sudden fall from the sky, and a little panicked, "No...it's okay."

"Then let's go back."

The body was surrounded by Jiang Bei's strength, and before they turned around, Dai Yimeng's arm was suddenly grabbed by Song Yanmo who rushed over, "What did you just say, say it again."

The heavy breathing was disordered, and Song Yanmo never suspected that there was a problem with his hearing. Although Dai Yimeng only spoke half of what he said, he heard the fact that he couldn't believe it.

Could it be that Fusang is not her and Jiang Bei's daughter, but...

Dai Yimeng was speechless in a daze, and his dry eyes were shrouded in mist again.

If she told Song Yanmo that Fusang was actually his daughter at this moment, how would Jiang Bei, who protected her, deal with himself.

So can't say, can't!

"Song Yanmo, I warned you not to disturb Yimeng again." Jiang Bei pulled Song Yanmo's hand away, his black eyes were bloodthirsty, and it was full of words that if you dare to go further, you will bear the consequences.

Song Yanmo refused to give in at all, "This is between me and Yimeng, please avoid it."

Jiang Bei endured it for too long. If it wasn't for Dai Yimeng and Fusang, he would have kept Song Yanmo until today?

"Song Yanmo, you are courting death!" Unbearable, Jiang Bei swung a punch and hit Song Yanmo on the bridge of the nose.

Dai Yimeng covered her lips and exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, tears streaming from her eyes, "Jiang Bei, let's go back, Fusang will definitely cry when she wakes up and can't see you and me, she needs you to coax her to sleep, so Jiang Bei I beg you, let's go back, shall we?"

Song Yanmo waved his fist to counterattack, and he was stagnant in mid-air.

Jiang Bei wanted to step forward and fight Song Yanmo to the death, but he also froze.

Dai Yicheng and Su Xiaoluo came later, Dai Yicheng pulled Jiang Bei, Su Xiaoluo took Dai Yimeng's arm, and they got into the car, and drove away under Song Yanmo's unwilling sight.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Song Yanmo, but that he didn't want to get entangled with him. He was already insane, not afraid of warnings or threats, and had no bottom line to achieve his goals.

Dai Yicheng was driving, and Su Xiaoluo was sitting in the passenger seat. The cabin was terribly stuffy, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people mad. Su Xiaoluo didn't dare to say anything, and occasionally observed the expressions of Dai Yimeng and Jiang Bei through the rearview mirror.

Jiang Bei didn't say a word all the way, which surprised Su Xiaoluo, he is someone who can make jokes even when the door is closed in an emergency.

It seemed that Dai Yimeng was really angry.

On the other hand, Dai Yimeng, who was sitting next to him, lowered his head, like a child who has done something wrong and is waiting for an adult to reprimand him.

Only Dai Yicheng is the calmest, the car drives fast and smoothly, and there is no expression on his face that can detect his heart, but those dark eyes that are as deep as the sea make Su Xiaoluo chill again.

The car drove back to the mansion, and Jiang Bei and Dai Yimeng, who hadn't exchanged a word all the way, had a tacit understanding at the moment. As soon as the car stopped, they went straight to the baby room on the second floor of the mansion.

Fusang woke up once, cried for a while and drank some milk and fell asleep again. Dai Yimeng stood in front of the crib, stared at her little sleeping angel Fusang, bent down and kissed her chubby little face.

Tears instantly filled her eyelashes. If Fusang was really handed over to Song Yanmo, she would not be able to survive at all.

Turning her head to look at Jiang Bei standing beside her, Dai Yimeng moved her lips, "I'm sorry Jiang Bei."

If he hadn't appeared in time to stop her in time, she would have done something she would regret for the rest of her life.

"You are sorry for Fusang."

Jiang Bei was unmoved, Dai Yimeng's body trembled because of his neutral tone, she was actually a little scared.

"Can you stop being mad at me?"

"I'm not mad at you."

"But you look like you're mad at me."

"You think too much."

"Jiang Bei..." Dai Yimeng has never been so submissive, "Are you planning to ignore me forever by talking so angry?"

Jiang Bei snorted and turned his head to one side.

Dai Yimeng was certainly angry with him, but he was even more angry with Dai Yicheng. If he hadn't insisted on keeping it a secret, would Dai Yimeng be worried about the Dai Group and impulsively go to Song Yanmo and want to exchange Fusang?

"Jiang Bei..." Dai Yimeng pulled his arm and continued to beg for forgiveness. The upset Jiang Bei swung his arm, and the defenseless Dai Yimeng fell backwards.

"what!"

The corner of the closet behind him was bound to be injured. Dai Yimeng closed his eyes, and the movement of falling backward suddenly turned into a dive forward.

His chest hit his hard chest, his dry lips brushed against his cold chin.

It was Jiang Bei who pulled Dai Yimeng back in time, but at this moment, Jiang Bei was more uncomfortable than seeing Dai Yimeng injured.

The moment his lips brushed his chin, Jiang Bei seemed to hear the sound of his own heart beating wildly, and some hidden emotions instantly filled his limbs and bones, and he deeply longed to take a step further.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, but it was Dai Yimeng's body fragrance that entered his nostrils, but it turned out to be the opposite, Jiang Bei pushed Dai Yimeng angrily, "Look at Fusang, I'll go find Yicheng. "

"Jiang Bei!"

Dai Yimeng shouted in a low voice, but he was left behind.

Wuminghuo had nowhere to vent, and it would cause internal injuries to him. Of course, Jiang Bei would not let it go, so he had to go to Dai Yicheng to extinguish the fire.

Dai Yicheng was not in the room, and he searched the living room but he couldn't find him. Jiang Bei stood there anxiously. Where could this person go?

hid?Afraid that he would find trouble or ask the teacher to blame him?

Heh... Dai Yicheng will also be a turtle one day?

"You can't cut fruit like this, the fibrous tissue will be destroyed and it will affect the taste."

Huh?Who is talking in the kitchen?How does it sound like Su Xiaoluo?

Jiang Bei suddenly remembered that Su Xiaoluo followed them back to the mansion.

"Then how do you cut it? Like this? Or like this?"

Dai Yicheng's deep voice also came out, it turned out that these two people were hiding in the kitchen, and they really knew how to find a place.

"Idiot, give me the knife."

"You're stupid, what do you do if you cut your hand?"

Yo, did you show off your affection?Jiang Bei was even more angry, it was Dai Yicheng, the chief culprit, who almost broke up my wife and children, today I must teach you a lesson.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Bei walked to the kitchen, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, and looked at the backs of the two of them, with an indifferent expression, "Young Master Dai is in a good mood, it's rare to see you cutting fruit in the kitchen."