The Heroine of the Pet Text is Rotten [MTL]

Ch 18

Chapter 18

 After Qin Zongming and Steward Sun left, the atmosphere in the room instantly relaxed a lot.

Qin Jia rubbed her heavy head and asked Shen Yushu softly: "Mom, can I continue to sleep?"

Shen Yushu looked at Qin Jia, who was still out of condition, and couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Sleep."

Qin Jia hugged the quilt and lay down, she threw away the terrible dream just now and slowly closed her eyes.

Looking at her daughter who looked stable on the bed, Shen Yushu was in a trance for a moment. She suddenly felt that it was good to be heartless like she was now.

The adult world is too tired.

Shen Yushu withdrew from the room, Qin Mo followed her, he just wanted to open his mouth, but was stopped by his mother's boo.

Shen Yushu closed the door and said softly: "If you have something to say, go elsewhere, don't disturb your sister to sleep."

Qin Mo nodded silently.

The two walked downstairs side by side.

After confirming that the distance was already far away, Qin Mo slowly spoke: "Mom, how do you explain the locust tree and swing in the backyard to Dad?"

"Explain what?" Shen Yushu rubbed her sore shoulders and raised her eyebrows slightly, "What's there to explain? I'm also the mistress of this house, and I don't even have the qualifications to plant a tree or build a swing?"

"If he doesn't agree, then we'll split up. The house belongs to me, and let him go and live elsewhere.

Qin Mo was shocked by his mother's words, he looked at her in a daze, a little unable to believe his ears. In his impression, when the two of them quarreled the most before, they never mentioned separation.

"Mom, are you talking angry?"

"I'm serious. Shen Yushu sat on the sofa, raised her right hand and rubbed her temples, "I don't know if it's getting older, I've been annoying him a lot lately." Everyone was fine when he was away, and as soon as he came back, the chickens and dogs jumped at home, and there was no peace up and down.

"Now that I think about it, I used to be really obsessed, and your dad didn't have any other advantages except that he was tall and handsome.

The more Shen Yushu spoke, the more puzzled she felt, "This person has a lot of stinky problems, and he can't finish talking about his shortcomings for three days and three nights, how did I endure it in the first place?"

Qin Mo coughed and interrupted: "Mom, you don't seem to have endured it much. Every time you two quarrel, it's always earth-shattering, have you forgotten?"

Shen Yushu paused, "Really?"

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something and looked around: "Hey, where is your father?"

Qin Mo took his mobile phone and sent a message to Steward Sun, "Maybe go to the hospital, his wrist seems to be swollen."

Shen Yushu said speechlessly: "Why did you go abroad and become so fragile? Jiajia touched him lightly, and his hand was swollen like that, it was really useless.

Qin Mo raised his head when he heard this, he remembered the scene of being pushed away by Qin Jia on the day of the charity dinner, and said weakly: "Mom, have you ever thought about it, maybe ......"

"Sister's hand strength is really big?"

Shen Yushu raised her eyebrows, "Have you tried?"

Qin Mo: "......"

-

in the hospital.

After the X-ray and the plaster cast, Qin Zongming asked the doctor: "How long does it take for the plaster to be fixed?"

The doctor looked calm: "4-6 weeks, recheck every two weeks to see how well you recover, and then you can do some functional exercises appropriately."

"As for full recovery, it can take two to three months. The doctor said, "Mr. Qin, I think you know that it takes at least 100 days to break your muscles and bones."

Hearing the specific figures, Qin Zongming's eyes darkened, and the whole person instantly became bad. A hundred days, three months can not use his right hand, then what about his work?

Qin Zongming walked out of the consultation room irritably.

On the side, Steward Sun helped him collect the report and asked cautiously, "Sir, do you plan to go back to recuperate, or do you want to recuperate in the hospital?"

Qin Zongming glanced at his right hand with lowered eyes, and coldly spit out two words: "Go back."

It's just an injury to the hand, so there's no need to make a fuss. If you really live here, it will arouse suspicion. At that time, he may really become the laughing stock of Yucheng.

The black Porsche hurtles down the wide road, and the scenery on both sides of the road is constantly receding.

Seeing that the home was getting closer and closer, Steward Sun was so nervous that he became restless.

Qin Zongming noticed his strangeness and asked, "Steward Sun, what's wrong with you?"

"There's something on the mat?"

Steward Sun barely squeezed out a smile, and was anxious in embarrassment: "There's nothing on the mat, it's just that people have three urgencies, I hope Mr. forgive me."

Qin Zongming glanced at him and instructed the driver to find the nearest public restroom.

Soon, the car stopped on the side of the road.

Steward Sun hid in the toilet cubicle, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call Qin Mo, "Young master, Mr. will be back soon, let the eldest lady not sleep again."

After receiving an affirmative reply from the other party, he was relieved and returned to the car.

-

In the backyard, Qin Jia sat on the swing in a daze.

The warm sunlight fell on her face, reflecting the tiny fluff on her face, and lining her skin as white and translucent as an egg peeled off.

She was thinking about whether to agree to Luo Shiqing and model her brand.

At this stage, it is not realistic to return to Zhen Yuan to work. If she wants to find something to do and meet more people, modelling may be a viable option.

Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.

Qin Jia took out her mobile phone from her pocket and was stunned when she saw the caller ID.

She stood up from the blue swing and gently pressed the answer button, "Lucy?"

It was her colleague in Zhen Yuan, Lin Luxi, who everyone called Lucy.

They haven't seen each other for half a month since the cruise ship left.

"What's the matter with me?"

The sun was shining overhead, a little harsh. Qin Jia hid in the thick shade of the locust tree, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and took his mobile phone on the other side, "Why don't you speak?"

It was quiet for another two seconds, and then a voice came from there: "Sorry, sorry, I was in the elevator and the signal was terrible, can I hear it now?"

Qin Jia nodded, "Yes."

Lin Luxi spoke quickly: "Qin Jia, that's the case, I'm about to represent the company in a jewelry competition, but there is a lack of a model."

"Can you do me a favor?"

It seems that he is afraid that she will not answer Yes, she said and hurriedly added: "After the matter is completed, I will invite you to dinner."

"If you are not sincere enough to eat, can I introduce you to someone?"

Seeing that the more she talked, the more outrageous it became, Qin Jia couldn't help but smile and said, "I promise you, just invite me to dinner."

"You don't have to introduce the person. 

The girl's silver bell-like laughter came from the other side of the phone, Qin Jia squinted her eyes and asked curiously, "Hey, how did you think of asking me to help you?"

"Do you think I'm a good fit to be a model?"

Lucy Lin: "You are a flower of our Zhen Yuan, with an angel face, a devil body, and a ready-made model here, who am I not looking for you?"

"By the way, let me tell you, there is a prize for winning this competition. The bonus is 500,000 yuan, and all the wins are mine, and the company only needs honor.

"If I win, I'll give you fifty thousand dollars." If you lose, you'll have to be treated to a few more meals.

Qin Jia: "I wish you success."

Lucy Lin: "Thank you, Qin Jia, you've really helped me a lot!"

"I'll send you the details of the event on WeChat, you have time to find out, you can come to Zhen Yuan's auditorium in two days, and we will rehearse a few times. 

Qin Jia: "No problem."

When I ended the call, a gust of wind blew, and white petals fell from my vision.

Qin Jia looked up, and on the cluster of branches above his head, the locust flowers, which were originally bones, had bloomed.

A great sense of pleasure welled up in his heart, Qin Jia put the phone back in his coat pocket, and used his hands and feet to skillfully climb the tree like every time he climbed a tree in the past.

She sat on the branch of the tree, watched the blooming locust flowers up close, closed her eyes and sniffed when the love was strong, and her mood was so good that she couldn't be better.

And at this time, under the locust tree.

Qin Zongming, who unexpectedly witnessed his daughter climbing the tree, silently closed his mouth that opened wide because of surprise.

The branches of the trees were swayed lightly, and flowers and leaves and dust fell.

Moments later, an indescribable itching sensation spread down his neck and invaded all of his limbs.

Qin Zongming moved his lips, and his breath was blocked in his throat, neither up nor down. The critical words that have been brewing all the way are even more inconclusive.

As he was uncomfortable, a familiar voice sounded beside him: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Zongming followed the sound and looked over, as if he had seen a savior, desperately grabbed Steward Sun's hand, pointed to his collar, and said in a dumb voice: "Save me-"

Steward Sun hurriedly ripped off his tie, "Sir, what do you want to say?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, the next second, the big man fell on him, and a few words fell piecemeal.

Steward Sun helped people to leave quickly, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly reacted, just now, Qin Zongming seemed to say three words very hard.

Go, doctor, hospital.

Steward Sun hurriedly called the driver, and the two of them helped him get into the car and returned the same way.

At the same time, in the backyard.

Qin Mo panted and ran under the locust tree and hurriedly called out to Qin Jia: "Sister!"

Qin Jia held on to the tree trunk, lowered her head, and looked at him, "Xiaomo, what's wrong?"

Qin Mo: "Do you see our dad?"

Qin Jia looked around from a high place and shook her head, "No, he's back?"

Qin Mo crossed his waist and said a little dazed: "I don't know, Steward Sun said that he is back."

"But I didn't see anyone. As he spoke, his voice suddenly changed tone, "Sister, come down quickly, let him see that it's time to scold you again."

Qin Jia smiled calmly and asked him, "Do you want to come up and have a look, the view is very good."

Qin Mo shook his head, "Don't, I'm afraid of heights."

"I'll go upstairs and take a look, you pay attention, thin arms and thin legs, don't fall.

"Got it, I'll take notice. Qin Jia said and turned around, his gaze extending into the distance.

The sunlight shines through the leaves and shatters on the girl's body, and the branches adorned with flower bones move with the wind, and the light and shadow are intertwined, and the picture is as beautiful as a painting.

Under the tree, Qin Mo couldn't help but take out his mobile phone, turn on the camera, and silently photographed this scene.

More than half an hour later.

In the hospital, Qin Zongming, who was sitting in the ward on an intravenous drip, gasped weakly.

This morning, in just a few hours, he was full of dangers and twists and turns.

It felt like years.

Steward Sun entered the ward with a medical slip and said softly, "Sir, the doctor said that your pollen allergy is not serious, and it is almost fine to rest for half a day."

"After hanging the water, I can't catch up with lunch, and dinner is more than enough.

"Will you go back later?"

Qin Zongming glanced at him angrily, and said in a dumb voice: "I won't go back for the time being."

"Won't you be back for a while?" Steward Sun asked as he took a note, "Are you planning to live here?"

Qin Zongming: "Steward Sun."

Steward Sun: "I'm here."

"Please go out first-"

"Let me be quiet." 

Steward Sun: "...... Oh. "