Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

The woman in front of her with a cape and a noble aura is Li Beichen's mother?

Suddenly, Yu Xuan was inexplicably nervous, clenching his hands unnaturally.

He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and tried his best to walk towards her slowly with the graceful posture that a wealthy daughter should have, "Hello Auntie."

Mo Shuya was over fifty, but she was well maintained, her brows faintly left with her youthful beauty. The retro cheongsam vividly set off her beautiful figure, and her temperament was noble, showing the classical beauty of the oriental people.

As expected, a member of the Li family.

"Good." Mo Shuya took Yuxuan's hand, her eyes slowly fell on her generous hospital gown, beautifully slightly frowned, and then inadvertently retracted, and smiled and led Yuxuan to the living room.

Of course she knew that Shi Yuxuan was still having a high fever.

She also knew how bad it was for her to take her out of the hospital in the rainy night.

In case, catch the wind and chill again.

However, if she didn't do this cruelly, how could her biological son, Li Beichen, come to see her.

She knew that he hated her for more than twenty years.

Thinking of this, Mo Shuya only felt a dull pain in her heart, and the sorrow that had been accumulated in her chest for more than 20 years was surging.

There was a slight sweat on his forehead, and his beautiful face barely smiled.

Mo Shuya lowered her eyes and gently ordered to the servant, "Bring me the porridge I just cooked."

"Yes, ma'am."

The porridge she cooked? Did Li Beichen's mother cook for her herself?

Yuxuan only felt flattered, a little sorry, and thanked him again and again, "Auntie, you don't have to be so polite."

"Auntie?" Mo Shuya elegantly stroked the strands of hair hanging in her ears, and smiled dignifiedly, "In one month's time, you are going to marry Beichen. It's time to change. I also heard that , You moved to the capital of Huadu a few days ago, so you shouldn’t see me outside.”

The meaning between the lines, Mo Shuya already knew that she lived with him?

Inexplicably, Yuxuan's face flushed with a sigh of relief.

Blushing and feeling a little at a loss, he took the porridge brought by the servant and took a faint sip. He hesitated, just as he was about to change the subject, he heard the sound of the engine stopping from the door.

"Bei Chen..." Mo Shuya's expression instantly became much softer.

The graceful sound of the engine made her look very excited, and whispered: "Here, it's finally here."

The dazzling crystal lamp poured radiantly on the marble, respectfully, as if waiting for the gods.

In a daze, the tranquil light was broken by a long and stalwart shadow.

He came calmly, the sound of leather shoes knocked, as if steadily, deeply and steadily stepping on the human heart, and the sharp and handsome shadow of a knife gradually became prominent.

The butlers who accompanied him seemed to be a little shorter, and he was clearly leading him in, but he seemed to be the owner of this luxurious villa, and his aura was deterred from a distance.

Li Beichen?

Feeling his breath, Yu Xuan put down the porridge in his hands in a panic, with a strong and sturdy back, stretched straight under the cold and icy atmosphere.

Raised his eyes timidly, wherever his eyes could reach——

The man's slender five fingers were inserted diagonally into his suit trouser pocket, and his sharp eyes pierced coldly. At this moment, there was a sudden burst of cold light, and he shot it like a knife.

Seeing the haggard woman on the sofa, she eased slightly, and even the pace slowed down.

Mo Shuya smiled softly, her eyes even flickered with crystal tears, excitedly not knowing what to do, "Beichen, you are here..."

The man's deep eyes stared at the woman faintly, and interrupted her: "I'll pick up my wife and leave now."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the living room was tense and rigid.

"Don't you stay for a while?" Mo Shuya's face was ugly, pale and grim.