Guide to Divorce in Wealthy Families

Chapter9

Xiao Bingyang has been cultivated as the heir since he was young. When he was in junior high school, the Xiao family's foundation was still in another city. He went alone to a famous school in Anzhou to study and since then he has started his independent life. After he became an adult, although he was in the same city as his family, he started a business while studying. He only went home once or twice in a year or so. He has never spent much time with his family.

Xiao Qing's education for him has always been that "a good man should aim far and not be bound by romantic affairs". Therefore, he didn't think there was anything wrong with not being present during Xiao Qing's surgery and not participating in his postoperative recuperation.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature. Everyone has their own mission. His mission in the family is to manage Chengfeng Group well and create the best material environment for his family.

Facts have proved that he has completed this mission very well. Xiao Qing has always been proud of him. He doesn't believe that if he becomes a useless person who revolves around his parents all day long, asking about their well-being and relying on his parents for a living, Xiao Qing will be happy.

However, the sadness in Qin Chun's eyes was so real that all sarcastic words were stuck in his throat.

He suddenly remembered the day of Qin Chengshan's funeral.

On that day, foreign business partners came to discuss projects. He arrived at the funeral site very late. As soon as he went up the mountain, he saw Qin Chun.

In the continuous drizzle, Qin Chun was holding an umbrella and supporting Yu Shuyuan. Standing in front of the tombstone, she thanked the relatives and friends who came to pay their respects. At that time, Qin Chun was wearing a white windbreaker and her black and straight long hair was loose. The wind in the mountains blew past. Her clothes fluttered. She was as beautiful as a fairy who had materialized from the mountains. In the next second, she seemed about to disappear into the green mountains and waters.

Even though Xiao Bingyang was naturally indifferent, he was stunned for a second by that moment.

At that time, Qin Chun behaved very normally. Although her face was as white as paper, her back was very straight. Her slender figure was like a straight thin bamboo, supporting her almost collapsing mother beside her. There was nothing abnormal in her receiving and treating people that showed extreme grief.

Now it seems that Qin Chun might have just been holding on at that time. The accidental death of Qin Chengshan is still an unhealed wound in her heart. So much so that three years have passed and she still can't let it go.

"Are you okay?" For a moment, he couldn't say any comforting words and said in a deep voice, "Don't be sad."

Qin Chun quickly picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth. When she looked up again, her expression had returned to normal. "I'm fine. It's just a moment of sentiment. Don't worry about it. You eat slowly. I'm done."

There was only Xiao Bingyang left in the restaurant. He cut the sandwich. For a moment, he didn't know the taste of what he was eating.

Qin Chun's eyes repeatedly flashed through his mind. His heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed. There was a faint pain.

This feeling was very strange.

Something on the table vibrated. Xiao Bingyang temporarily pulled himself out of this inexplicable emotion. Looking at it, it was Qin Chun who left her phone here when she went out. There was a short message coming in. He was about to call Qin Chun when his gaze was suddenly attracted by the lock screen on the screen.

The whole picture was a high-saturation blue-green color. In the very middle, there were two lines of black handwriting. The handwriting was delicate and soft.

[Do you know the taste of missing someone? It's like drinking a glass of cold water.] [Note]

[Then with a very long time, one by one turns into hot tears.] [Note]

Xiao Bingyang stared at the screen for a while and passed these two sentences through his mind twice.

The words were a bit bitter, but his mood instantly changed from cloudy to sunny.

Is this Qin Chun's longing for him when he is not at home all year round?

Just now Qin Chun said that relatives who need company. Was she hinting that she also needed his company?

Looking at Qin Chun's calmness these two days and never complaining in front of him, he really thought that Qin Chun didn't care whether he came home or not. It turned out that she was just good at disguising.

Forget it. The company has developed fast enough in the past two years. It can indeed slow down a bit and enjoy life.

After finishing breakfast and walking out of the restaurant, the living room was already very lively. Several people were sitting on the sofa discussing what to eat for lunch. The old lady wanted it to be more lively. Xiao Muling suggested having a barbecue. Zhao Xintong thought the barbecue smell was too strong and wanted to eat hot pot.

"Ask Mu Yun," Seeing her younger brother come out, Xiao Muling quickly asked for his opinion. "What do you want to eat?"

Xiao Bingyang handed the phone to Qin Chun and looked at his watch. "I have to go to the company later. Su Hang should already be waiting for me outside. I won't eat lunch."

Su Hang is Xiao Bingyang's special assistant. Zhao Xintong was disappointed and couldn't help poking her daughter-in-law.

Qin Chun was nonchalant. "Work is important."

Xiao Bingyang sneered in his heart and didn't want to expose her disguise. "I will try my best to come back for dinner. You can wait for me."

"I won't be here at night," Qin Chun explained. "I have to go back to grandpa's house for something."

"Then Mu Yun can go with Xiao Yu too," Zhao Xintong immediately took over the conversation. "It's been a long time since you saw her grandpa. You should also show up. Otherwise, people will think that this grandson-in-law has disappeared."

This was true. Xiao Bingyang went through today's schedule in his mind. Just as he was about to agree, Qin Chun refused lightly. "No need. He is busy. Another day."