Chapter 32

Qin Yiyue could probably guess what they would say behind their backs. She would probably say sourly that she married a second-married man, and that once she got married she would be the stepmother of a child.

She doesn't care much about other people's remarks, as long as she knows the truth of the matter, what others say is their business, there is no need to refute it.

Amidst the voices of everyone talking, it was soon the day before Qin Yiyue's wedding, and she drove home in her small polo car.

I saw her mother fighting the group of aunts alone.

Qin Yiyue quickly stopped and ran over.

Before they got to their side, Luo Mingmei scolded: "My daughter is wearing a towel bottle, keep her mouth clean! If you are envious and jealous, just say it, don't be sour and rude! Next time Let me hear it, so don’t blame me for being rude. If you want to be reasonable, I’ll reason with you, and if you want to force me, I’ll make a detour until you see me later!”

Seeing that they were not seeking favor, and seeing Qin Yiyue approaching, everyone dispersed one after another.

Qin Yiyue walked up to Luo Mingmei, who was blushing with anger and had a thick neck, "Mom, be good, don't be angry, your health will be bad if you get angry."

Luo Mingmei glared at her angrily, "Don't come out to be an eyesore, it's annoying you to death."

"Don't, I'm getting married soon, you can bear it for a few more days."

Luo Mingmei twitched the corners of her mouth when she was teased by her words, and forced herself to even it out, asking, "Is there anyone in the hospital who dares to gossip about you?"

"Colleagues have more face than aunts, and won't say it in person."

Luo Mingmei nodded in satisfaction.

The two were about to leave when they heard a bitter voice say: "Marry your daughter to a second-married man, do you have any face as a mother?!"

Luo Mingmei stopped walking, shook off Qin Yiyue's hand, and walked back in three steps at a time.

Before everyone could react, he slapped the woman who had just spoken a few times.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Luo Mingmei was not relieved, she rolled up her sleeves, put her waist, pointed at the woman's nose, and cursed: "I told you not to challenge my limit! It's none of your business what other people's lives are like. Can you afford it? What’s wrong with my daughter marrying a second-married man? If you are capable, your daughter can also marry a second-married man like He Qiaoyan. Does anyone want it? Why don’t you gossip about others and look in the mirror more? Look at your own virtue!"

"You..." The woman was stunned by Luo Mingmei's slaps, she was dumbfounded for a long time, and then she sat on the ground and began to cry.

Luo Mingmei was too lazy to look at her, and glanced at the surrounding aunts, "If I hear these gossips next time, it won't be a matter of slaps!"

After speaking, Luo Mingmei pulled Qin Yiyue away.

Qin Yiyue was pushed from behind by that family member once, and now she is a bit shadowed, and looks behind her from time to time.

This action of hers frightened the aunts, and they scattered away, leaving only the aunt sitting on the ground.

"Ms. Luo, you're being domineering again. Next time you wink at something like this, I'll do the rest."

Luo Mingmei shook the hand that hit someone just now, "These people are just too idle, they can't handle the messy things in their own homes, and they point out other people's affairs all day long. Why don't they become president if they are so awesome?! Don't let them be afraid, and dare to say anything ugly in the future."

"Mom, I'm sorry. If I..."

"Stop it! What's the matter with you?! He Qiaoyan is so good, no matter what others say, your happiness is enough."

"Okay."

Luo Mingmei snorted twice, "Ai's hands hurt from beating someone, so I don't want to cook."

"Come here, little one."

"You are acquainted."

"I'm amazed by your beating figure, first hug your thigh." Qin Yiyue said with a smile.

"Hold it, you won't be able to hold it for a few days anyway."

Qin Yiyue held Luo Mingmei's shoulder, and the two went upstairs together.

**

In the evening, after the family had a simple dinner, Qin Yiyue returned to her room.

The two sets of wedding dresses, one Chinese and one Western, were delivered a few days ago.

Qin Yiyue stood in front of the closet and looked at the two sets of clothes, feeling like she was dreaming.

At this moment, her cell phone rang.

It's He Qiaoyan's message.

He Qiaoyan: What are you doing?

Qin Yiyue: Getting ready to sleep. How about you?

He Qiaoyan: I'm at the airport and I have something to deal with temporarily.

Qin Yiyue: Can the wedding be caught up?

He Qiaoyan: No problem. In case you are worried, let me tell you in advance.

Qin Yiyue looked at the line, smiled, and replied: "Your explanation is enough."

He Qiaoyan: Take a good rest, I will pick you up tomorrow.

Qin Yiyue: Yes.

**

Airport.

He Qiaoyan watched the news of the arrival of a certain flight, put away his phone, and looked at the LED screen at the airport expressionlessly.

Soon, a group of people walked out of the VIP passage.

Between them was a trolley.

He Qiaoyan walked over quickly, seeing the pale woman pushing the bed, her eyes darkened a bit.

He asked coldly, "What's the situation now?"

"Miss Wen's body is weak, and she is not suitable for long-term flying. She needs to be admitted to the hospital immediately for observation."

"I'll take her there."

"Mr. Lauhe is here."

A group of people carefully carried Wen Xinmo into He Qiaoyan's car, and got into another car.

After He Qiaoyan's car drove out of the airport, Wen Xinmo barely regained consciousness.

He Qiaoyan saw her movement from the rearview mirror, stopped the car, and said softly, "You're awake."

Wen Xinmo opened her star-bright eyes and smiled softly, "My wish came true yesterday."

"What wish?"

"I think when I woke up, the first person I saw was you. I didn't expect it to come true."

"There is no need to make a wish for such a small matter."

"I have to promise even small things. There are not many wishes I can make." Wen Xinmo didn't know what to think of, and her bright eyes dimmed a bit.

Her face was originally pale, but her eyes were particularly bright.

When her eyes dimmed, it felt like a flower had bloomed and failed in an instant.

He Qiaoyan didn't make a sound to comfort him, but said, "I'll take you to the hospital, and you can sleep again."

"Then you go home and be the bridegroom of another woman tomorrow, don't you?"

"You shouldn't know these things."

Wen Xinmo's tears immediately flooded her eyes, "Qiao Yan, I, I still have no way not to love you. I have been abroad for so long, and I still have no way to forget you. What do you want me to do? I can't fall in love with you. Others have no right to ask you anything. I think I am so tired, more tired than when I was healthy."

"You take good care of your illness and don't think about it."

"I don't." Wen Xinmo's tears rolled down, and her thin hands tremblingly held He Qiaoyan's.

He Qiaoyan's hand was stiff, but he didn't pull it out.

Wen Xinmo put He Qiaoyan's hand to her ear and rubbed it lightly, choked up and said, "I want to marry you, I really want to think about it."

"I'm getting married tomorrow."

Wen Xinmo burst into tears in an instant, and tremblingly said: "Qiao Yan, can you give me a chance? I will take good care of my illness and take good care of Xiaobao, treating him like my own child."