Qin Hongling was afraid that Mr. Qin would become anxious and angry, so she stepped forward to help him sit down. "Dad, there was some accident, but please don’t get upset when you hear about it."
Mr. Qin frowned, "I don’t think it was an accident, was it?"
Wu Lijuan swallowed nervously, knowing she couldn’t avoid the situation, whether she faced it or not. "Dad, I was wrong. I was impulsive and caused trouble."
Knowing she couldn’t escape, she spilled everything that had happened today like spilling beans from a bamboo tube.
Mr. Qin listened with a disappointed expression, "What can I say to you?
You think you couldn’t provoke the Long Family, but you could provoke the Lin Family?"
This eldest daughter-in-law is really quite foolish. How did I ever agree for the eldest to marry such a person? Truly, marrying an unwise wife brings disaster for three generations.
But since things have already happened, we have to find a way to solve it: "What are you waiting for? Go and make chicken soup quickly."
Wu Lijuan heard Mr. Qin’s words and quickly ran into the kitchen.
Fortunately, there was actually a chicken at home today. Ignoring everything else, she only thought about how to make amends, hoping the Lin Family would forgive her, and her second son and his wife wouldn’t hold a grudge.
Mr. Qin looked serious, "Eldest, hurry and prepare yourself. You and I need to go to the hospital personally. I think by now the Lin Family, Jing Wen’s side, should have received the news."
Qin Hongling naturally understood Mr. Qin’s intentions; it’s better to go and apologize personally than to wait for them to come knocking. Besides, today’s incident was ultimately Wu Lijuan’s fault.
Qin Hongling turned around to prepare.
Mr. Qin glanced upstairs, his face showing coldness, and couldn’t help but sigh internally: Seems like you really can’t harbor any luck, as retribution comes swiftly.
If only he had been determined and firmly opposed Jianghui backing out of the marriage, these troubles wouldn’t have happened.
Heaved a heavy sigh: It’s too late to think now. Once missed, it’s missed; it’s all self-inflicted.



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