The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

Fu Yehan spoke tactfully, but Ye Qingluo understood what he meant instantly.

Chu Lingxuan's family rashly went home to disturb her. It was estimated that her mother had not eaten yet. If she had eaten outside and then went back, her mother would probably not be in the mood to eat alone.

If they want to gain the upper hand in aura, they must first take care of their own mood and not let Chu Lingxuan's family affect their daily rhythm.

So not only did she have to eat this lunch, but she also had to eat it well with her mother.

Ye Qingluo didn't expect that Fu Yehan would consider things so carefully for her, something that even she, the person involved, hadn't thought of.

When they arrived at the place, Ye Qingluo did not let Fu Yehan drive the car to the door of his house, but asked him to park it on the side of the road at the entrance of the alley.

Before getting off the car, Ye Qingluo was a little reluctant. She stretched out her hand and gently pinched Fu Yehan's face, and said softly: "Baby, I won't ask you to come in this time. After I have settled the matter with my ex-husband, I will bring you back and formally introduce you to your mother-in-law."

"Yes." Fu Yehan unbuckled his seat belt, reached out to take the thermos from the seat behind him, and handed it to her. "I have nothing prepared now, and it's not suitable for me to visit you. You go back. I'll drive around here and call me when I'm done."

"Okay." This time Ye Qingluo didn't bother to be polite with him. "Then you can just wander around. When you're done, find a place to wait for me. After I send them away, we'll go back together."

After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he picked up the two large thermos buckets that Fu Yehan had brought and prepared to get off the car.

Fu Yehan walked around the front of the car and helped her open the passenger door.

Just as she stepped down and was about to walk back, Fu Yehan thought for a moment and called her again.

"Ye Qingluo." Fu Yehan took a few steps in her direction and leaned over to get closer to her. "My identity is not suitable for you to solve the problem between you and your ex-husband, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of them. You don't have to be afraid either. Stick to your own choice. I will always be there."

Fu Yehan's eyes were serious and firm. Even if he did nothing, just a look was enough to give Ye Qingluo a full sense of security.

"Remember." As Fu Yehan approached, Ye Qingluo stood on tiptoe and kissed him, saying with a smile, "I have backup guarding the door, so I'm not afraid of them."

When Ye Qingluo entered the house carrying the thermos, the living room was filled with smoke.

Chu Lingxuan was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a thin cigarette between his fingertips. He did not consider himself an outsider at all. There was no ashtray at home, so he just knocked the ash into the flowerpot beside him.

Chu Lingxuan came with his parents, and the three of them occupied the entire sofa.

Su Peiyun was sitting on a chair in the restaurant picking vegetables.

"Mom, I'm back."

Ye Qingluo didn't say hello to anyone else. He walked up to his mother as if no one was around and put the thermos on the dining table.

"Have you eaten yet? If not, let's eat together."

Su Peiyun put down the vegetables in her hand, glanced at the thermos bucket on the table, and smiled knowingly: "I was thinking of waiting for you to come back and cooking two dishes for you. It seems that I don't need to take care of the meal. What did you buy?"

"I don't know what it is. This is the food my...friend brought me."

As Ye Qingluo spoke, he pulled out the cloth cover from the outside of the thermos and placed it on the storage cabinet on the side. Then he opened the lid of the thermos and placed out the lunch boxes that were lined up inside one by one.

"Ye Qingluo, are you blind?"

The living room and the dining room were connected. Chu Lingxuan was very unhappy with Ye Qingluo's neglect. He stood up and walked a few steps towards them, questioning: "Several of us are waiting for you here, didn't you see it?"

Chu Lingxuan's anger didn't just come out of nowhere.

His anger began to build when Su Peiyun ignored him after he entered the room.

In the past, when Ye lived in a villa complex where every inch of land was valuable, every time he came, Su Peiyun would be polite to him and entertain him in every detail, fearing that he would complain if she did not take good care of him in any way.

However, he never expected that after the mother and daughter now lived in an old suburban house that was worthless, they became tough and not only refused to curry favor with him, but even looked down on him.

He is the prince of the Chu family, worth hundreds of billions.

And their Ye family has nothing now, why should she look down on him?

Not only that, Su Peiyun even disliked his parents. It had been two hours since they entered the door, and his ex-mother-in-law didn't even give him a sip of water.

This is no longer a matter of neglect; it is a clear sign that they do not take their family seriously.

Ye Qingluo ignored Chu Lingxuan's questioning, went to the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and pulled his mother to sit down together.

Chu Lingxuan took a few steps forward, tapped the table with his fingers, and said sarcastically, "Ye Qingluo, how long have you not eaten? Will skipping a meal starve you to death? Today I brought my parents to your house to discuss business with you, which is already a great honor for you. Are you sure you want to treat the face I gave you with this attitude?"

Ye Qingluo gave his mother a piece of appetizing braised ribs, then rolled his eyes at Chu Lingxuan, saying indifferently and disdainfully, "Who do you think you are? You made my house a mess, and I'm lucky I didn't call the police to get rid of you. If you're willing to wait, just shut up and wait quietly for me to finish my meal. If you don't want to wait, just help yourself, I won't see you off."

This was the Nth time that Ye Qingluo had spoken rudely to him since their divorce.

Chu Lingxuan was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

In the past, Ye Qingluo always did what he said and would never go against him, especially when there were outsiders present. She knew what men cared about most, and would put his face first even if it didn't matter her own. Even the rich second-generation friends who played with him were envious of him.

But since the divorce, this woman has become more and more ungrateful.

He knew that he had misunderstood her in the past, and he had tried to coax her. However, not only did she not restrain herself, she even went further and became even more aggressive.

"Such a sumptuous lunch. Your friend is really nice to you."

Chu Lingxuan was still holding back his words to retort, but Su Peiyun ignored him, looked at Ye Qingluo, and said with a smile: "Is it a male friend or a female friend?"

Ye Qingluo drank a mouthful of seafood soup, then took over the conversation: "Why are you asking so carefully? If it was a male friend, would you not eat it?"

"Listen to what you are saying. Is your mother some kind of old-fashioned person?"

Su Peiyun picked up a prawn that was longer than her palm and peeled it while saying, "Mom just wants to tell you that when others are good to us, we should also remember their kindness... If it's a female friend, you can repay the favor yourself. If it's a male friend, bring him home for dinner one day and Mom will repay the favor for you."