Chapter40
1340 Words
After several rounds of drinking, when the meal was almost over, Xiao Bingyang still hadn't come. Aunt had held back for two hours. Now she finally seized the opportunity and asked with a smile. "Sister-in-law, Xiaoyu, didn't you say that Mu Yun would come after he was done? Is he coming or not? If he comes, I'll go and cook a few new dishes for him."
"Yes. Xiaoyu, ask quickly. If he comes, he can't eat leftovers."
"Xiaoyu, it seems that we really haven't seen your husband for a long time. If we didn't always see him in the news, we would have forgotten what he looks like."
"Call him over. It's good to sit and chat together. What work is he still busy with during the Chinese New Year?"
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Relatives were chattering. Even grandpa also said with concern. "Xiaoyu, make a call and ask. We can also prepare here. Otherwise, it will be too impolite."
"Shall we ask? Won't it disturb Mu Yun?" Yu Shuyuan finally couldn't hold back and asked hesitantly.
Qin Chun was so embarrassed that she could scratch the floor with her soles. She hadn't called Xiao Bingyang for hundreds of years. In the past, she always contacted that special assistant named Su Hang. Xiao Bingyang had called her twice a while ago. But she didn't save it. She could recognize his mobile phone number when it appeared on the screen. But if she was asked to memorize and dial it now, she couldn't guarantee that these eleven digits wouldn't be dialed wrong.
If she dialed the wrong number, wouldn't her painstakingly maintained plastic marriage relationship be seen through at a glance?
"Then I'll send a WeChat message. It's not good to call when he's in a meeting." She came up with an idea quickly.
"That's right." Yu Shuyuan was relieved. "Sending a WeChat message is good. He will reply if he sees it."
Qin Chun opened WeChat. Xiao Bingyang's conversation box had long sunk to the bottom. For a moment, she couldn't remember Xiao Bingyang's WeChat name. Her fingertip slid down all the way to check the avatar. She was so anxious that a layer of sweat appeared on her palm.
Suddenly, a familiar WeChat avatar popped up. On the green background, there was a few strokes of an artistic signature. It seemed like there was a little person dancing. Looking extremely advanced.
This was simply a savior. Xiao Bingyang sent a video request call.
Qin Chun let out a sigh of relief and quickly clicked to answer.
"Are you still at grandpa's house?" Xiao Bingyang's avatar appeared on the screen. For some reason, this time in the video, he was very close. His face was slightly distorted. But looking at his features up close, there was a captivating sharpness and handsomeness. Under the high-definition lens, his skin was clearly visible. It was even more delicate than a woman's.
Qin Chun responded with a "hmm". Somewhat unnaturally, she held the phone a little farther away to make this visual impact smaller.
"Sorry," Xiao Bingyang apologized to her. "I'm at the airport now. I'm about to leave for country B. I need to go there in person to deal with the matters there. I can't come to grandpa's house to pay a New Year's visit."
Qin Chun was just what she wanted. "It's okay. Go and be busy. Don't worry about us."
"Are you unhappy?" Xiao Bingyang guessed. "I'll compensate you when I come back."
Qin Chun wanted to laugh a little. Casually, she said. "There's no need. If this continues, won't you go bankrupt?"
Xiao Bingyang was speechless. He cleared his throat twice. "You underestimate me. Alright, we'll talk about this when I come back. Let me first pay a New Year's video call to grandpa and them."
Just as Qin Chun was about to refuse, grandpa came over. With a smile all over his face. "Muyun, you are so thoughtful. You specially made a video call. Have a safe trip. Take care of yourself when you are outside. Come back soon."
Several elders beside him also echoed in succession. Qin Chun had to turn the camera towards them and then handed the phone to the relatives beside grandpa.
After a few words of greeting, Xiao Bingyang saw Qin Chengliang and his wife sitting beside. The originally fairly warm expression froze.
"Muyun," Qin Chengliang forced out a smile. "Happy New Year."
"Uncle, take care of your health and have a good rest," Xiao Bingyang glanced at the two of them indifferently. "Xiaoyu is shouldering the heavy responsibility of Qinyuan Group alone. I feel very distressed. I hope there won't be any more accidents to increase her burden."
Qin Chengliang chuckled twice. "That's right. Xiaoyu has worked hard."
"Give the phone to Xiaoyu." Xiao Bingyang motioned.
The phone quickly returned to Qin Chun's hand.
Qin Chun finally realized that Xiao Bingyang really wasn't deliberately bossing her around. Maybe it was because he had been surrounded by people all his life. Coupled with more and more wealth and higher status in recent years, Xiao Bingyang had become used to this commanding way of communication. And he had this condescending attitude towards others even more.
"Is there anything else?" She quickly wanted to send Xiao Bingyang away.
"Guess." Xiao Bingyang had a look of restraint. As if waiting for some praise.
Qin Chun looked around suspiciously. She didn't find anything abnormal. Just as she was about to tell him not to be mysterious, suddenly there was a commotion outside. There were chaotic footsteps. Mixed with the exclamation of the nanny.
A bad premonition hit. Qin Chun quickly walked to the living room in three steps and two steps. She was immediately stunned.
The huge living room was already filled to the brim. In addition to a circle of high-end New Year's gifts on the side, the middle had become a sea of flowers. The pink Juliet roses were layered like clouds. Softly and brightly blooming.
"Xiaoyu, your husband is so romantic?"
"I really didn't expect it. Didn't they say that Mu Yun is always away from home? Are those all rumors? Isn't he very good to his wife?"
"How much does this cost?"
"Imported Juliet roses. This half room must cost several hundred thousand. Plus these gifts."
"Shuyuan, your son-in-law is really generous."
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The relatives who followed couldn't help but exclaim in envy. Only aunt's expression was not good. She stared at the room full of flowers and didn't say a word.
The whispers fell into Qin Chun's ears. She suddenly wanted to laugh. She didn't expect that the first bouquet of flowers from her husband would actually appear on this occasion.
"The most expensive apology?" Qin Chun raised a hint of a smile.
Xiao Bingyang suddenly felt a bit uneasy. Why did this expression come again? For these roses this time, he really wanted to express his apology. He also consulted many men with rich emotional experiences, including but not limited to Zheng Huai and Zheng Keji. He even humbly asked Xiao Mutian for some hints.
Could it be that Qin Chun was still not satisfied?
"It's just a token," Xiao Bingyang said cautiously. "For anything else you want, just say it."
Qin Chun stared at him for a moment. Her gaze went from top to bottom. Passed his thin lips and fixed on the slightly protruding Adam's apple on his neck.
"Xiao Bingyang," her eyes were affectionate for a moment. Then instantly returned to their original coldness. "Do you think this is what I want?"
The video was cut off.
She calmly put the phone back in her pocket.
The relatives beside her looked over in astonishment. As if they couldn't believe that she had directly hung up Xiao Bingyang's video.
Yu Shuyuan quickly poked her. Lowering her voice, she said. "Xiaoyu, it's okay if he didn't come. Don't be petty. Muyun is going to do serious business."
"It's okay," Qin Chun glanced at aunt. Indifferently, she said. "He likes me being so willful."
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