Free Web NovelChapter 82: Chapter 82: My Sister-in-law Is Here
Zhao Sisi couldn’t believe it. She’d called out to Qin Wenshu, yet the man just stood there, frozen in place.
She was furious and frantic. "Qin Wenshu, you have to help me—"
Qin Wenshu made it clear he wouldn’t help.
"This is your fault. You knocked over my sister-in-law’s rice, so just put it back. Why did you have to say all those nasty things? You made this mess, so you fix it."
He’d been fed up with her for a long time.
Yet, because of the connection between their two families, he could never really do anything about it.
Zhao Sisi was in disbelief.
She couldn’t believe Qin Wenshu would actually say something like that.
"Qin Wenshu, you bastard—"
"You’d better apologize to my sister-in-law and put that rice back. Otherwise, if this really goes to the police station, my only choice will be to back her up."
Qin Wenshu was just adding fuel to the fire.
Zhao Sisi was so furious she could have spat blood.
Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.
"Qin Wenshu, you bastard! I won’t let any of you get away with this! Fine, I’ll pick it up! I’ll pick up the rice—"
At that last cry, Fu Mingxue stopped in her tracks.
She looked down at the sobbing girl, her heart completely unmoved. "Then hurry up and pick it up. Otherwise, even if you run away, I’ll just have Qin Wenhao find you at your house."
Zhao Sisi’s face turned livid with rage.
’This bitch is nothing but a petty opportunist—she’s only acting tough because she has Qin Wenhao!’
’Fine. She’d pick it up.’
She roughly wiped away her tears and climbed to her feet. Once she had scooped all the rice back into the bag, she could no longer stand the humiliation and ran off, sobbing.
Fu Mingxue stared blankly at the few grains of rice still scattered on the ground.
’Her perfectly good white rice was now full of dirt and grit.’
"Sister-in-law—I’m sorry. This was all so much trouble for you," Qin Wenshu said, his voice a little quiet.
"It wasn’t your fault. Anyway, I’m going to borrow your bicycle to get home."
Qin Wenshu nodded eagerly. "Yeah, of course, Sister-in-law! I won’t need the bike for the next few days, so you can just hang on to it—"
Fu Mingxue didn’t answer.
’She was planning on buying her own bicycle tomorrow anyway.’
She rode the bicycle home.
When Mrs. Fu saw her with the bicycle, she was taken aback. "Where did you get a bike?"
"I ran into Qin Wenhao’s cousin on the way, so I borrowed his bike. Oh, and Mom, just go ahead and make dinner for yourself. Qin Wenhao’s two kids are sick in the hospital, so I’m going to go check on them."
Mrs. Fu looked like she was about to say something else, but hearing that the children were sick, she grew anxious. "Is it serious? Why don’t I come with you—"
"It’s fine, Mom. You stay here, I’ll go by myself. If I’m back late, don’t wait up to eat with me."
As Fu Mingxue spoke, she took her things off the bicycle and set them on the ground.
Then she got back on the bike and rode off.
When she arrived at the hospital entrance, she was surprised to find that Qin Wenshu had already beaten her there.
"Sister-in-law, we can lock the bike here. I’ll take you to the room."
"Alright." Fu Mingxue handed him the bicycle.
As soon as he’d locked it, the two of them headed into the hospital.
They soon reached the pediatric ward.
’It occurred to Fu Mingxue then that she had come empty-handed.’
Qin Wenshu was the first to call out, "Auntie! Brother Wenhao! My sister-in-law is here!"
The few people in the hospital room all turned at the sound of his voice.
Their eyes fell upon the strikingly lovely Fu Mingxue.
Qin Wenhao was the first to react, striding quickly to Fu Mingxue’s side. "What are you doing here?"
Fu Mingxue glanced at the other people in the room, giving them a small nod before answering, "I heard the kids were sick, so I came to check on them."
