Chatper 188 (1/2)

"A product like you, which has been a disaster for thousands of years, won't die in a short time, so don't pretend to be pitiful." The director's disgusted voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Qin Yiyue sniffed, and said in a low voice: "Are you touched? I am almost moved to tears by myself."

"It's so disgusting that I almost threw up my dinner."

"Then hurry up and tell me, why did you bear it for a week without calling me or replying to my messages?"

"Who are you to me? I send messages and call you every day, and my wife won't be jealous. At such a young age, why can't my thoughts come to the fore? Every day I think about alienating my wife and I. "

"Do you dare to say it again? Believe it or not, I will drive over now?!"

"Come on, I'm not in Qincheng, no matter how far you go, it's useless."

Qin Yiyue was stunned for a moment, "You are all old married couples, and you go on a trip shamelessly all day long, is it appropriate?"

"It's very suitable, anyway, I'm retired."

Qin Yiyue was speechless.

The director seemed to feel particularly happy when Qin Yiyue was stimulated, and added: "Ask your husband if you don't understand something. Alas, there are some people who are fooled by your husband and don't even notice it. It's really sad to hear , Whoever sees it weeps."

Qin Yiyue: "..."

After the director finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Qin Yiyue swiped to He Qiaoyan's number, hesitated for a moment, did not call, but drove home.

**

Luo Mingmei was packing up the dishes, when she heard the door was opened from the outside, she turned her head in doubt.

Qin Yiyue lowered her head and was changing shoes at the entrance.

"How did you come back?"

"I miss you." Qin Yiyue said lazily.

"The devil will believe your words. Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm so hungry."

Luo Mingmei raised her neck and shouted upstairs, "Qin Qiuyang, come down to see your precious daughter, I feel like she is about to be kicked out of the house, you give her psychological counseling on marriage."

"Ms. Luo Mingmei, are you still your real mother?"

"No, I picked you up from the trash."

"Didn't you say it was downloaded from the Internet last time?"

"No matter how you got it back, it proves the fact that you are not my own."

Qin Yiyue rolled her eyes, and collapsed on the sofa, "You'd better cook me a bowl of noodles, I'm sad, and now I urgently need food to fill my empty and lonely heart."

Luo Mingmei poked her head angrily, turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy.

Qin Qiuyang went downstairs, sat next to Qin Yiyue, touched her forehead and hair, and asked, "What's wrong?"