"I don’t know what’s going on with him, he’s so thin his face has turned yellow, he can’t eat anything. I’m thinking of getting his liver functions tested, hope it’s not hepatitis," Mrs. Yu said worriedly.
"It’s emotional inflammation." Inflammation caused by emotions? That’s simply incurable.
"What did you say?" Mrs. Yu didn’t hear clearly.
Qian picked up a pig heart from the stall, "Eat what you lack, let’s get so for Second Brother."
Mrs. Yu seed to find sothing odd about her future daughter-in-law’s words...
No matter how many hearts you eat, it won’t supplent emotional intelligence; this problem of lacking insight is incurable. Qian understood in her heart that Second Brother and Dong Yi were both stuck in a dead end of lacking insight, and no one could save them unless they figured it out themselves.
But on reflection, wasn’t she the sa in her past life?
An inexplicable fear of the future, imagining a lot of horrible things, feeling that living with Yu Minglang was scarier than being single, because she couldn’t control that kind of future, so she ran away.
If she hadn’t been given a chance to reincarnate, if her Xiaoqiang hadn’t been so persistent in not giving up, would she and him have missed each other?
Actually, Qian was quite clear in her heart that she had indeed handled her feelings incorrectly in her past life, but she would never admit it, even to death.
It’s just that fate plays tricks on people, with all sorts of mishaps piling up together, how could anyone bla her? When Qian gets ruthless, she can even deceive herself.
"Is there a problem?" Mrs. Yu saw Qian holding a cucumber with a mysterious look of contemplation, and couldn’t help but ask. Qian’s expression even scared the vegetable stall owner.
"Miss, our cucumbers aren’t treated with hormones, you can rest assured eating them!"
Recently, there’s been news on TV about cucumbers growing larger inside the refrigerator by themselves, causing cucumber prices to plumt. The stall owner almost thought Qian was an undercover reporter because of her focused look.
Qian put down the cucumber and dragged Mrs. Yu away.
"We didn’t even ask about hormones, but she’s bringing it up herself; it’s clearly a guilty conscience!" Mrs. Yu whispered to Qian, who nodded and suddenly blushed a little.
Did contemplating her past life just now also stem from a guilty conscience?
As they carried the vegetables ho, they just reached the neighborhood entrance when they heard soone shouting and crying.
"Is soone having a funeral at ho?" Mrs. Yu asked Qian.
Such noise, with sharp cries, likely ans soone has died at ho.
"... Famous doctor! You’re not human! You abandoned your wife and found a mistress!" A passionate female voice shouted in dialect. Mrs. Yu comnted to Qian, "Is this a dical dispute or a family dispute? How can it involve a famous doctor and a mistress?"
Qian listened intently, then her face changed.
"It’s not a dical or family dispute; soone’s causing trouble at our house!"
What famous doctor—they were calling Yu Mingyi, but the dialect was heavy and unclear.
In front of the building where Yu Mingyi rented, a crowd had gathered, many just onlookers.
A middle-aged woman stood with her hands on her hips, jumping up and cursing Dong Yi.
"This shaless howrecker has destroyed soone else’s family!"
The onlookers whispered, pointing at Dong Yi.
Dong Yi was clearly frightened by the scene. She had just been at ho practicing with Panpan. Hearing a knock, she opened the door, and this group of people dragged her out without explanation.
She couldn’t even make sense of the situation before being surrounded and accused by the middle-aged woman speaking in dialect.
"Auntie, you must have mistaken for soone else?" Dong Yi tried to explain but still couldn’t figure out, while she was at ho training the child, how did she end up being wrongly dragged out?
"Don’t play innocent! It’s you, you howrecker, who stole Yu Mingyi away and made him divorce my daughter. Look, everyone, how are today’s college students like this, looking pure but only doing sneaky, unscrupulous things to break families apart!"
The middle-aged woman had a voice like thunder, speaking quickly and in heavy dialect. Dong Yi only understood half, but it seed she heard Yu Mingyi’s na.
Most of those following this middle-aged woman were dressed quite plainly, but one was dressed stylishly, with a cara around the neck and a video cara in hand, seemingly recording the scene.
Seeing the emotionally charged opposite side, Dong Yi could only keep explaining, hoping she could calm down.
"Auntie, let’s talk it out slowly. What’s your purpose here—"
Before Dong Yi could finish, a slap landed on her face. The woman’s strength was also formidable; the swift slap made Dong Yi see stars, staggering a step back, feeling her head buzz.
Qian and Mrs. Yu arrived just in ti to witness this scene. Mrs. Yu, seeing this, decisively tossed the plastic bag of vegetables to Qian and rushed forward, shielding the bewildered Dong Yi behind her.
"What are you doing!" Mrs. Yu sharply reprimanded.
Only after getting closer did Mrs. Yu realize that the instigating middle-aged woman here was Wang Xiaohong’s mother.
"It’s you?"
Wasn’t Wang Xiaohong supposed to be getting dical treatnt? Why wasn’t her mother sticking with her sick daughter and instead showing up here to cause trouble?
When Yu Mingyi and Wang Xiaohong divorced, he had given her a significant sum of money, reportedly stabilizing her condition. Her mother had once tried to stir up trouble at their ho but ran into Yu Minglang, who dealt with it. They were ordered to move out of Yu Mingyi’s house, and that house was later sold, with half the money given to Wang Xiaohong.
In regards to Wang Xiaohong, Yu Mingyi had done right by her. Although Mrs. Yu greatly disapproved of this daughter-in-law, since they had divorced, there was no reason to make things difficult unnecessarily. They even gave Wang Xiaohong so money to help her start anew, allowing her to settle elsewhere and begin a good life once recovered.
Frankly speaking, considering the things Wang Xiaohong had done, a harsher family might have left her with nothing, not taking her to court was already lenient.
But Yu Mingyi didn’t do that. Even though Wang Xiaohong was wrong first, Mr. Yu also didn’t feel he was without fault. The failed marriage was sothing he couldn’t entirely shrug off, so he didn’t cut Wang Xiaohong off completely, arranging her future life. Though there wasn’t the essence of marriage, they at least shared the na of husband and wife for several years.
Seeing Wang Xiaohong’s mother here and having beaten her second son’s family doctor, Mrs. Yu felt a mix of disgust and fury, akin to being force-fed two pounds of flies.
Wang Xiaohong’s mother hadn’t expected Mrs. Yu to be there and awkwardly forced a smile, having to tone down her insolence in front of Mrs. Yu.
"Isn’t this the in-law? What a coincidence..."
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