The moment those words left her mouth, She Meixin was infuriated.

It didn’t matter what others said or misunderstood her, but if they attacked her daughter, then she wouldn’t be able to stand it.

She abruptly raised her head and looked at Baihe’s beautiful face. For a moment, she was so angry that she couldn’t say a word. The guilt she felt towards her earlier immediately vanished.

Wu Wei, who was standing at the side, did not say a word. He looked at the few people in front of him quietly, with a deep look in his eyes.

"You ... You’re the uneducated one, you actually dared to scold my darling. " She Meixin’s eyes turned red with anger as she pointed at the lily and scolded.

Lily, this young miss, had never been contradicted like this before. In a fit of anger, she rushed in front of She Meixin, raised her hand, and slapped him. She did not forget to scold him: "Only a woman like you would give birth to such a bastard. Do you think the family really like this child? "But I’ve delivered myself to your doorstep. There’s no way that I’ll be forced to accept it ..."

When she turned around, Lily raised his hand again, preparing to slap him a second time. At this moment, Wu Wei quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist, saying in a deep voice, "Enough, she’s my woman now. Before you touch her, shouldn’t you ask me for my opinion?"

Baihe probably had never seen such an expression on Wu Wei’s face before, and She Meixin was also frightened by Wu Wei’s cold expression. Right now, Wu Wei’s appearance was not as gentle as the slap Lily gave her. Wu Wei had always been a modest and gentle man; at least, according to She Meixin’s impression of him, he didn’t even have the chance to blush.

"Ha ..." Haha ... "Alright, you guys have all been played around by this fox spirit. I will let you see her true appearance." Lily was frightened by Wu Wei. After she recovered from her shock, she started laughing out loud. She glared at He Mei Xin with resentment in her eyes. Then, she broke away from Wu Wei’s grip on her wrist and turned around, preparing to leave.

At the door, Huo Jiabao stood there quietly for who knows how long. No one had noticed his existence. No, that’s not right. She Yimeng had seen Huo Jianji long ago, but she didn’t say anything.

"A family heirloom ..." Lily looked at Huo Jiuzi, who was standing at the doorway, with a helpless expression. He had seen how she had made a scene just now.

Huo Jiabao glanced at the lily in front of him, but didn’t say anything. He walked up to Wu Wei and said with a sneer, "Young Master Wu, why are you so late at night?"

The expression on Wu Wei’s face had already disappeared. He smiled and said, "I heard that Beautiful Heart is sick. I came to check on how things are going." Currently, she lives in Young Master Huo’s house, so I have to thank his for taking care of me. "

"Young Master Wu is too courteous, she is my son’s mother. Even if she doesn’t care about the face of a monk, she should at least take good care of it. Moreover, she is still Young Master Wu’s woman." When Huo Jianji said the words "your woman", he bit his lips extremely hard. His eyes involuntarily turned to He Meixin.

At this moment, She Meixin’s mind was filled with a muddled mess. She had a fever to begin with and had to withdraw. After being tossed by Baixi like this, her brain was completely shut down and she could not react.

"Young Master Huo is too courteous, but it seems like Miss Lily needs Young Master Huo’s care even more." Since her beautiful heart is sick, I don’t think Young Master Huo will have the heart to let her stay sick and work, right? It’s said that Young Master Huo is the most compassionate of the staff. " Wu Wei had a relaxed smile on his face. He stood beside He Meixin and gently put his arm around her shoulders to support her body.

"Of course, since you’re sick, you should naturally rest well." Huo Jianji grinned. However, his smile didn’t make anyone feel at ease. He swept a glance at He Mei’s pale face before turning his head to look at the gloomy He Huan Meng. He knew that she was brooding over the matter of He Mei being beaten up.

"In that case, thank you, Young Master Huo." Huo Jiu didn’t stop his. When he passed by Lily, She Meixin said to his with an expressionless face, "Today you slapped me as the price for not telling you that I’m also the Mommy of Dreams. However, if you continue to be rude to me in the future, I won’t be able to swallow my anger so easily."

Yes, she could hit her, but she couldn’t say that her daughter was uneducated, much less call her daughter a bastard.

At this moment, Lily’s face was flushed red and pale white. She wanted to retort against He Meixin, but she was worried about Huo Jianji’s presence. Furthermore, Wu Wei looked at him with an unpleasant expression, so she endured.

He Meixin looked back at She Yimeng and said, "Darling, Mommy will come back to accompany you when she’s well. You have to behave yourself."

"Yeah, I know, Mommy." He Yi Meng gave her a sweet smile before replying obediently.

An Xin nodded and followed Wu Wei out of the house.

After a few minutes of silence, Huo Jiu walked over to the sofa and sat down. He reached out his hand to rub He Yi Meng’s head, then said to A Xia, who had been protecting her, "Take Miss upstairs to rest."

Upon hearing this, A Xia immediately brought He Yimeng upstairs.

The rest of the servants also disappeared from the living room.

Lily stood at the door of the living room, hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked to Huo Jiu’s side.

"Jiajia, why didn’t you tell me that She Meixin is also a dream’s mother?" Her voice was not loud, and she did not sound as questioning as when she first started talking to She Meixin. It was more like she was begging him, begging him to tell her exactly what was going on.

He raised his head with a faint smile on his face. He looked up for half a second and said slowly, "Do you think I need to tell you about all the women I’ve slept with?"

"I... "I didn’t mean that ..." Upon realizing that she had asked an extremely foolish question, Lily’s expression froze for a moment before she hurriedly explained.

"Oh? "Then tell me, what do you mean?" He raised his eyebrows with a hint of interest on his face, as if he were waiting for her detailed explanation.

"I... I don’t like it when she lives in this house. Can you not let her live here? " Her face reddened slightly as she spoke in a soft and coquettish tone.

"Here, it doesn’t seem like you have the right to speak." He sneered. His expression was no longer pretty, and he seemed to be getting impatient.

"You ... What do you mean? We are both getting engaged, yet you still let a woman who had special relations with you stay at home. Do I not even have the right to ask about it? " Her face began to turn pale as she stared steadily. An hour ago, she was still naive enough to think that she could entrust her entire life to a man.