Ji Ziming gently embraced his woman, his familiar scent calming the latter's heart.
In a soft voice, Pei Ge said, "Let's just put this incident with our son behind us."
"Put it behind us?" The man narrowed his eyes as he spoke in a ruthless tone. "How could I possibly let that woman continue staying in our family? No matter what she plans to do by staying here, I won't let such a thing happen again!"
"No!" She looked up. The desolation and anxiety in her eyes made his heart ache.
"Why not? She harmed our son, so how could we forgive her just like this?"
He growled in a low voice as he looked at her with confusion swirling in his dark irises. "No one can bully the person who is important to me."
"Have you thought of how chasing her out would affect our son? For instance, he refused to eat the porridge I made. He wouldn't have agreed if you hadn't threatened to chase Qu Jingwan out of the house."
"But she—"
