Chapter35

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The small accident in the kitchen quickly passed. Zhao Xintong also thought it was her daughter being careless. She muttered "broken pieces bring safety" twice and then went to entertain the guests again. But Aunt, as soon as she saw Qin Chun, she started to lecture again in an old-fashioned way. First, she said that she was too thin and needed to gain some weight. Then she said that Xiao Bingyang was too hard-working and that as his wife, she should take more care of him. Qin Chun was worried about Xiao Mulin's matter and was too lazy to pay attention. She perfunctorily responded a few words and then turned and left. In the living room, Xiao Bingyang was still sitting and drinking water. Several children were sitting neatly and watching TV. On the TV screen, there was a science education film "Think Like a Crow". The ever-present mobile phone games were gone. They looked like diligent and eager learners. As soon as they saw Qin Chun, the children all looked at her, showing eyes longing to be rescued. Qin Chun praised them. "You are really good students who love thinking and study hard." The children's faces all fell. In the card room, a group of relatives and friends opened two tables. Ding Mingpeng, Xiao Mulin's husband, was playing mahjong. This hand was just won by Second Uncle sitting opposite. He had a good temper. Happily, he handed over the chips and even praised Second Uncle for his good luck. In sharp contrast to the two relatives next to him who were annoyed and complaining. When Qin Chun and Xiao Bingyang got married, Xiao Mulin and her husband had already been married for several years. It was said that at that time, because Ding Mingpeng's family background was too ordinary, her parents-in-law didn't like this son-in-law. But they couldn't resist their daughter's liking. And coupled with Ding Mingpeng's good personality and temper and his kindness to their daughter, they later compromised. After getting married, Ding Mingpeng opened a small company with the help of his parents-in-law. Relying on the main business of Chengfeng Group, the small company developed very well. The brothers and sisters in the family also had good destinations under Xiao Mulin's arrangement. The life of the small family was very harmonious. The only defect in the eyes of the world might be that they had no children. Qin Chun watched Ding Mingpeng for a while. Secretly laughing at her own excessive suspicion, she exited the card room. After looking around the room and not seeing Xiao Mulin, she thought for a moment and went out of the door on her own and came to the back garden of the villa. It was already spring. The back garden had shed the severe cold of winter and showed great vitality. The winter jasmine by the fence had burst into buds. There was a layer of light new green on the lawn. Even the originally bare grape trellis had a few new leaves. However, Xiao Mulin was sitting on the stone bench under the grape trellis, staring at the setting sun in the distance. Her side profile was desolate and silent. Incompatible with this spring dusk. Xiao Mulin looked like Zhao Xintong. When she was a child, she learned piano and folk dance. Naturally, there was an elegant classical beauty in her every move. She majored in journalism and communication in college. After graduation, she threw herself into the media industry. With the support of her family, she acquired a fashion magazine. Currently, she was a partner and chief editor of the magazine. After several years of efforts, the magazine became increasingly popular. From being at the end of female magazines to ranking among the top five. She also became famous and respected in the fashion industry. Qin Chun had a good relationship with her. The real estate of Qin Yuan Lvyi had placed advertisements in her fashion magazine. Her clients and friends also asked her for discounts on buying properties. The two would occasionally have an afternoon tea. Xiao Mulin was warm-hearted and meticulous in her actions. If there was any shortcoming, it might be that she was relatively strong-willed and cared about face. Qin Chun hesitated and stopped. For a moment, she didn't know if she should disturb her. "The setting sun is really beautiful," Xiao Mulin suddenly sighed. "It's a pity that I don't know how long I can still see it." Qin Chun took the opportunity to sit down beside her. "If it's gone today, there will be tomorrow. Every day is a new sunset. It also means that a new beginning is coming." Xiao Mulin looked into the distance. After a long time, she turned her head. Her expression was melancholy. "What you said is right. Unfortunately, very few people can see it clearly." "Sister, what's wrong? Are you injured?" Qin Chun couldn't help asking. Xiao Mulin was silent for a moment. A forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Thank you for covering for me just now. During the Chinese New Year, I don't want to make everyone unhappy. There is a little injury on my arm. I accidentally fell down last time..." Qin Chun grabbed her hand and rolled up the sweater sleeve to her arm. Only to see that there were three bruises on the white arm. The one above the forearm was already purplish-red in the middle. This didn't look like it was from a fall at all. She was shocked and angry. "Sister, did someone hit you? Was it brother-in-law?" Xiao Mulin quickly pulled her arm back and pulled down the sleeve to explain. "Xiaoyu, don't misunderstand. He didn't mean it. It was just that we had an argument. He was in a bad mood and accidentally hit me after drinking a little. He has already apologized to me and sworn that he will never do it again..." "There are only zero times and countless times for domestic violence. You work in a women's magazine. You should know this truth," Qin Chun said calmly. "Sister, tell your parents quickly now. This matter must not be let go like this." "What if I tell them? Divorce?" Xiao Mulin asked softly. Qin Chun asked in return. "Otherwise?" Xiao Mulin gave a wry smile. "Xiaoyu, you think too simply. Divorce is not so easy to say. At the beginning, I insisted on being with Ding Mingpeng. Now if I say I want a divorce, how can I afford to lose face? How can my parents afford to lose face? Moreover, he is really good to me usually. There is a reason for his bad mood this time."
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