Chatper 32 (1/2)

Qin Yiyue could probably guess what they would say behind their backs. She would probably say sourly that she married a second-married man, and that once she got married she would be the stepmother of a child.

She doesn't care much about other people's remarks, as long as she knows the truth of the matter, what others say is their business, there is no need to refute it.

Amidst the voices of everyone talking, it was soon the day before Qin Yiyue's wedding, and she drove home in her small polo car.

I saw her mother fighting the group of aunts alone.

Qin Yiyue quickly stopped and ran over.

Before they got to their side, Luo Mingmei scolded: "My daughter is wearing a towel bottle, keep her mouth clean! If you are envious and jealous, just say it, don't be sour and rude! Next time Let me hear it, so don’t blame me for being rude. If you want to be reasonable, I’ll reason with you, and if you want to force me, I’ll make a detour until you see me later!”

Seeing that they were not seeking favor, and seeing Qin Yiyue approaching, everyone dispersed one after another.

Qin Yiyue walked up to Luo Mingmei, who was blushing with anger and had a thick neck, "Mom, be good, don't be angry, your health will be bad if you get angry."

Luo Mingmei glared at her angrily, "Don't come out to be an eyesore, it's annoying you to death."

"Don't, I'm getting married soon, you can bear it for a few more days."

Luo Mingmei twitched the corners of her mouth when she was teased by her words, and forced herself to even it out, asking, "Is there anyone in the hospital who dares to gossip about you?"

"Colleagues have more face than aunts, and won't say it in person."

Luo Mingmei nodded in satisfaction.

The two were about to leave when they heard a bitter voice say: "Marry your daughter to a second-married man, do you have any face as a mother?!"

Luo Mingmei stopped walking, shook off Qin Yiyue's hand, and walked back in three steps at a time.

Before everyone could react, he slapped the woman who had just spoken a few times.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Luo Mingmei was not relieved, she rolled up her sleeves, put her waist, pointed at the woman's nose, and cursed: "I told you not to challenge my limit! It's none of your business what other people's lives are like. Can you afford it? What’s wrong with my daughter marrying a second-married man? If you are capable, your daughter can also marry a second-married man like He Qiaoyan. Does anyone want it? Why don’t you gossip about others and look in the mirror more? Look at your own virtue!"

"You..." The woman was stunned by Luo Mingmei's slaps, she was dumbfounded for a long time, and then she sat on the ground and began to cry.

Luo Mingmei was too lazy to look at her, and glanced at the surrounding aunts, "If I hear these gossips next time, it won't be a matter of slaps!"

After speaking, Luo Mingmei pulled Qin Yiyue away.

Qin Yiyue was pushed from behind by that family member once, and now she is a bit shadowed, and looks behind her from time to time.

This action of hers frightened the aunts, and they scattered away, leaving only the aunt sitting on the ground.

"Ms. Luo, you're being domineering again. Next time you wink at something like this, I'll do the rest."

Luo Mingmei shook the hand that hit someone just now, "These people are just too idle, they can't handle the messy things in their own homes, and they point out other people's affairs all day long. Why don't they become president if they are so awesome?! Don't let them be afraid, and dare to say anything ugly in the future."

"Mom, I'm sorry. If I..."

"Stop it! What's the matter with you?! He Qiaoyan is so good, no matter what others say, your happiness is enough."

"Okay."

Luo Mingmei snorted twice, "Ai's hands hurt from beating someone, so I don't want to cook."

"Come here, little one."

"You are acquainted."

"I'm amazed by your beating figure, first hug your thigh." Qin Yiyue said with a smile.

"Hold it, you won't be able to hold it for a few days anyway."

Qin Yiyue held Luo Mingmei's shoulder, and the two went upstairs together.

**

In the evening, after the family had a simple dinner, Qin Yiyue returned to her room.

The two sets of wedding dresses, one Chinese and one Western, were delivered a few days ago.

Qin Yiyue stood in front of the closet and looked at the two sets of clothes, feeling like she was dreaming.

At this moment, her cell phone rang.