The boy should be sent to stay at Master Wang's hairdressing school; Tian Tian can arrange that. Da Ya was handed over directly to Hu Xing.

After settling the two children in, Qin Xiaoyu gave A Lei a wink.

"Okay, boss, let's go home." A Lei sighed and turned the car around.

"Don't sigh, sighing makes you look less pretty." Qin Xiaoyu patted A Lei's hand.

"Just don't work yourself to death, I still need a wife."

It was already dinnertime, and Building No. 4 was brightly lit.

They sensed something was off as soon as they entered the room, and Zhou Xing's mother was filled with worry.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"It's alright, it's alright." Zhou Xing's mother evasively pulled Qin Xiaoyu towards the back room.

"Qin Xiaoyu! Come here right now!" Zhou Yue shouted sternly.

"What's wrong, sis?" Qin Xiaoyu had never seen her so angry before, and she felt a little uneasy.

"Look what this is!" Zhou Yue slammed a piece of paper on the dining table.

Qin Xiaoyu picked it up and her eyes widened in surprise. It was Xiao Jin's report card, with scores of 38 and 41. The highest score was only 65, and the lowest was only 19.

"Mom, I'll do better on the test next time. Don't blame my aunt, I don't blame her." Xiao Jin's eyes were swollen from crying, and she quickly stepped forward to express her support.

"Shut up!" Zhou Yue snapped, her face contorted with rage.

"Sister..." Qin Xiaoyu wanted to explain.

"Shut up too! It's none of your business to interfere in our family affairs! Your own child is doing well in school, so why can't my daughter go to university?" Zhou Yue's temper was truly fierce when she turned on someone, and no one in the room dared to speak.

Deng Jianyan was so frightened that he squinted to the side.

"If you didn't do well on the test once, you can try again next time. Okay, okay, stop talking to the child." Zhou Xing's mother stepped in again to smooth things over.

"Mom! If I don't take care of this, it'll be a waste! She's about to start high school, and all she does is walk like a catwalk all day. If walking like a catwalk is all it takes to get into college, I'd accept it. But isn't this ruining my child's life?!" Zhou Yue got even angrier when she heard Zhou Xing's mother defending Qin Xiaoyu.

"You're so heartless! You don't even think before you speak! Without Xiaoyu, where would you have your child? Your happiness is all thanks to Xiaoyu! You ungrateful wretch!" Commander Zhou could no longer contain himself.

"Dad! You're all biased! She's your daughter, but I'm not! Alright! Let's go, Lao Deng, let's go!" Zhou Yue cried and ran out.

"Can't you all just say less? It's all my fault! Please! I beg you!" Deng Jianyan was so frightened that he clasped his hands together and hurriedly chased after him.

"Little Fish, she was just anxious, don't be angry."

"Mom, I'm not angry. Xiaojin, come with me for a moment." Qin Xiaoyu had no appetite. Zhou Yue was breastfeeding this week, and if she got really angry, that would be a big problem.

"Xiao Jin, what's going on with your grades? Explain it to me."

"I just didn't study properly," Xiao Jin said, quite understandingly.

“If you continue like this, I’m afraid your modeling career will end before it even begins. Not only your mother disagrees, but I disagree too. You know that modeling is a short-lived profession; it’s all about youth. When you’re thirty, if you leave the runway, you won’t have any education or other skills. What will you do then? Rely on your parents?”

Xiao Jin clearly hadn't thought that much about it; she lowered her head, wiped away her tears, and remained silent.

“Go apologize to your mother and make her happy. Until your grades improve, the modeling team has nothing to do with you. I still have the final say here. With me around, you can forget about becoming a model.”

Qin Xiaoyu used a combination of coaxing and scare tactics to get Xiao Jin to calm down.

The next day at breakfast, Zhou Yue was listless. She held a bowl of porridge in her hands and kept counting the grains of rice.

"Look at you, who are you giving that attitude to?" Qin Xiaoyu scoffed.

"Say that again!" Zhou Yue snapped, slamming her bowl down on the table.

"I'm talking to you, who are you giving that attitude to!" Qin Xiaoyu said again.

Zhou Yue glared at her with her small eyes and met her head-on. The two of them fought like fighting cocks for a long time.

Commander Zhou didn't dare to interfere, he just sighed.

Qin Xiaoyu couldn't hold back and laughed first.

"You're driving me crazy!" Zhou Yue laughed too. Sisters can't be separated by quarrels.

Wang Lei was calculating that the time was approaching and was preparing to take wedding photos for them, but A Lei strongly objected.

"Xiaoyu was just discharged from the hospital and is still very weak. Now that the weather is getting colder, we'll need to change clothes frequently for our wedding photos, and it would be troublesome if she caught a cold."

"We should at least take a few pictures, one by the door, so we can keep them as a memento later," Wang Lei persisted, trying to persuade him.

"Then just wear a wedding dress, take one picture and put it at the door. As for the rest, it's all up to you. Just take the pictures yourself at the wedding. Neither A-Lei nor I are people who like to follow the rules. The more novel the pictures you take, the better." Qin Xiaoyu was too lazy to pose. She believed that A-Lei was willing to take the pictures to make her happy, so why make things difficult for herself?

"Speaking of taking photos quickly, it's good that Bai Jingye is here, I feel at ease." Wang Lei shifted half the responsibility.

"Ah Lei really thought of everything." Zhou Xing's mother smiled with satisfaction.

Qin Xiaoyu was stubborn and refused to wear her new wedding dress first, so they had to choose one from the studio. In the courtyard of the villa, they found a spot with lots of flowers, held hands, smiled at each other, and the moment was breathtakingly beautiful.

Wang Lei has already communicated with Lei Bingzheng's people, and the wedding details are all ready.

Qin Xiaoyu's idea was to go with a Western style, as she felt that a Chinese style was too noisy. In addition, judging from Lei Bingzheng's intention, he also wanted to invite many guests from his side, probably leaders or something, so a Chinese style wouldn't look very good.

The wedding was still held at the Heyuan Hotel, but the hotel had been renovated last year and was even more grand than when Bai Weiwei got married.

A Lei and Qin Xiaoyu came over for a look and also did a rehearsal.

“We have a special connection with this place; it’s where we first met,” Qin Xiaoyu said with deep emotion.

"Indeed, I came here to see the sexy young widow, and she didn't disappoint. Wearing a little dress, she looked like she'd wandered onto the wrong movie set. When you left, I couldn't help but follow you all the way. I saw you get into that big jeep, and the little one was struggling to climb in. My heart melted. You shifted gears and started driving with such skill and style, I even thought to myself, 'This little lady drives pretty well.' Then, bang! You crashed headfirst into a tree..." Ah Lei's story was so funny that Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh and playfully punched him a few times.

"I don't even remember what you look like, I only remember that your arms were very strong, which made me feel very safe." Qin Xiaoyu felt inexplicably sad. A Lei shouldn't have brought up that day, the day she learned that Zhou Xing was injured.

Do you know when I fell in love with you?

"I don't know." Qin Xiaoyu's attention was drawn back.

"That was the day I opened the car door. You looked up from the steering wheel, your big eyes filled with glistening tears, full of despair and pain. My heart suddenly ached. I didn't want to see you suffer. I wanted to protect you and make you happy without any grievances. That was probably love."

Qin Xiaoyu silently snuggled into his arms and pressed her face against his chest.