Crippled Master's Young Wife

"I..."    

Ye Qian's eyes met Fu Yuntine's deep black eyes. She immediately dodged and cried, "What can I do? Look at the way you all look at me. Do you all want to treat me as your enemy? In this house, am I not even comparable to a servant?"    

She did not feel that she had done anything wrong in the past.    

That was the seed of a lowly life. How could her eyes tolerate sand!    

But at this time, she could not let Fu Yuntine know that it would increase the enmity between the mother and son for nothing.    

Ye Qian cried sadly. Fu Yuntine, who was at the side, frowned. He wanted to ask for clarification but was interrupted by Old Madam Fu's words.    

"Enough, don't say anymore."    

Fu Yuntine swept his dignified gaze across the three of them. His gaze was fixed on Fu Bohai.    

"No one is allowed to mention the past. Don't let them see the Fu family as a joke anymore. I will make a decision regarding today's matter. Bohai, if you want to take that girl as your goddaughter, that's fine too. Find an opportunity and bring her here for me to take a look. If she looks innocent and kind, I'll make the decision for you."    

His son was too aggrieved. As his mother, he had to fulfill a small wish of his as compensation for his concession.    

As for Ye Qian...    

"Mom, I don't agree."    

Before Old Madam Fu finished speaking, Ye Qian stopped crying and screamed again.    

She did not expect Old Madam Fu to make the final decision and actually agreed to Fu Bohai's request.    

"Little Qian, I can still make the decision in this family."    

Old Madam Fu glanced at her. Her tone was calm but had a strong deterrent force. "Think about what you have done in the past. Do you want me to let go and fulfill Bohai's request?"    

If she had not chosen her own wife, she really did not want to meddle in her lousy business.    

Ye Qian choked and her fingers unconsciously curled up.    

She did not speak but the expression on her face was full of unwillingness.    

Old Madam Fu sighed in her heart and continued, "Little Qian, as the mistress of Fu family, you are not open-minded enough and do not care about the consequences of doing things. Now I will punish you to go to my temple hall to copy a month's worth of scriptures and repent with your thoughts."    

She actually did something like kidnapping. If not for the reputation of Fu family, she would really have been locked up and taught a lesson.    

Ye Qian curled up her fingers and clenched them tightly. Her face was almost twisted because of the anger and indignation that she had endured.    

What was wrong with her?    

Why did she have to repent?    

Those lowlifes should be taught a lesson!    

That damned old thing was still biased towards his own son in the end.    

"Alright, it's getting late. All of you can go and live a good life."    

Old Madam Fu settled a matter and prepared to get up and go back.    

Xia Ling quickly helped her up.    

Old Madam Fu patted her hand and looked at Fu Yuntine. "Yuntine, bring your wife back! Go back and give Grandma a heavy grandchild hug."    

She did not want him to pursue the past.    

She was reminding him who his wife was now. He had to look forward to everything.    

Xia Ling was embarrassed. She looked at Fu Yuntine with a red face.    

Fu Yuntine's thoughts were a little drifting but he did not say much. He just got up and walked to Xia Ling's side. He nodded at Old Madam Fu and tightly locked fingers with Xia Ling.    

Old Madam Fu smiled in satisfaction and her gaze once again swept towards her son and wife as she gave her final order.    

"I do not wish to hear the noise between the two of you again. Do you know that this matter ends here?"    

What a worrying couple.    

He was already so old, and his greatest hope was the peace of the house, so that she could die in peace.    

"Mom, I'll listen to you."    

Fu Bohai was a filial son, and after obtaining the result that he wanted, he obediently responded.    

Ye Qian did not say anything but she could not express her unwillingness. She could only glare at Old Madam Fu's back as she left and turned around to go upstairs.