Qin Huaijun returned home with mixed feelings of excitement and confusion. Before he even entered the door, Yao Huixian stopped him and whispered a complaint to him about how Lu Xueer didn't work and spent money like water.

Today I went to the department store and bought several outfits for the changing season, spending at least a hundred yuan.

Qin Huaijun lost two months' salary again.

The Qin family is quite wealthy, and Old Master Qin has kept those things untouched, but even the richest family can't withstand Lu Xue'er's spending like this.

She would frequently meet up with friends for private meals, buy clothes and scarves every week, and always had a supply of imported chocolates from the Friendship Store. She spent all of Qin Huaijun's meager salary, and if it wasn't enough, she would make Qin Huaijun ask Yao Huixian for more.

In the past, Qin Huaijun had been more tolerant of her because she was a member of the Lu family. Now that he had a better option, these things were mistakes he could nitpick and use as an excuse to make trouble.

"I'll talk to her."

He left a sentence behind and strode into the house.

Qin Jinye was home on Saturday, not working. He had just hung up the phone with Lin Xiaoxiao when he thought of his grandson's sweet, childlike voice and the clear "Grandpa" he had just heard on the phone. He couldn't be happier.

I'm thinking about what I have that would be suitable for my eldest grandson, and I'll send it over another day.

"Dad," Qin Huaijun stopped and called out to him.

Qin Jinye looked up. "Hmm, where did you go?"

What was supposed to be a normal conversation between father and son made Qin Huaijun feel inexplicably guilty. He clenched his fingers and said, "I went to visit a friend."

Qin Jinye noticed his unease and his eyes flickered.

He hummed in response and then fell silent.

He was always a man of few words at home, preferring to sit quietly and read the newspaper. Qin Huaijun didn't think much of it, but considering Huang Jian's urgent three-day deadline, he strode upstairs.

A few minutes later, the sound of arguing came from upstairs.

Yao Huixian slammed the dust-wiping cloth on the table. "She's getting more and more outrageous. What daughter-in-law makes such a racket at home like her? Just listen to what she's saying."

Qin Jinye put down the newspaper. "Go take a look."

They're arguing so fiercely, I hope they don't start fighting.

Yao Huixian rolled up her sleeves and went upstairs to support her son. Qin Jinye thought about it and followed her.

Inside the room, Qin Huaijun clutched a small box tightly, veins throbbing on his forehead. "Who gave you permission to touch my things?"

"Your stuff?" Lu Xue'er lunged forward to snatch it. "Once we're married, it's ours. How could you secretly hide gold from me and keep it a secret? You wouldn't be keeping a mistress on the side, would you?"

Qin Huaijun protected his face while gripping the box, trying to stop her from taking it.

"Don't make false accusations."

"Give me the box." Lu Xue'er insisted on having the box, partly for the gold inside, and partly for her own dignity.

The two had been married for over a year, and Qin Huaijun was secretly hiding gold from her. Wasn't this a blatant slap in the face?

So you don't respect her? Well then, she won't give him a friendly look either.

Anyway, ever since I found out he couldn't have children, I haven't had much interest in continuing to live with him.

Now she only hopes that her grandfather can persuade Tan Yan.

There's always the concept of dividing property in divorces, so it's not unreasonable for her to want half of this gold, as punishment for Qin Huaijun's deception.

Qin Huaijun would never give it to her; the gold inside was given to him by Old Master Qin, and it had nothing to do with Lu Xue'er.

"roll."

Since we've decided to break off all ties, we won't give the other party any face.

"You actually told me to get lost?" Lu Xue'er was shocked, her eyes widened, and then she pounced on him and grabbed his face. "What are you? You're a piece of trash who can't even have children. It's your good fortune that I even think highly of you."

Qin Huaijun scratched three bloody marks on her face with his fingernails, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, staring at her with bloodshot eyes.

“You…” Lu Xue’er was frightened by his gaze.

"Smack!" Qin Huaijun threw the box on the bed and slapped it across the face. This time, unlike last time when he just lightly pinched the neck, he left no room for mercy in his extreme anger and humiliation.

"Ah!" Lu Xue'er never expected that, given the previous incident, he would still dare to lay a hand on her. She screamed and was slapped to the ground.

He was stunned for a long time.

Half of my face is numb and I can't feel anything at all.

"What are you doing?" Yao Huixian and Qin Jinye walked in and were startled by the scene. Qin Jinye angrily scolded Qin Huaijun.

Qin Huaijun was panting heavily, his chest heaving, and he remained silent.

When Yao Huixian saw Lu Xueer being beaten, her heart pounded. Her son had acted too impulsively this time.

What should we do if the Lu family comes knocking on our door?

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and went to help Lu Xue'er up, "Hey, you two, why aren't you living a good life together? Why are you arguing?"

"Huaijun, you shouldn't lay a hand on Xue'er no matter what wrong she did, right?"

When Yao Huixian touched her arm, Lu Xueer suddenly sprang up and pushed her to the ground, yelling, "Get out, you old bitch! You and your son are no good!"

"Ouch!" Yao Huixian fell to the ground with a thud, her face contorted in pain. A sharp, throbbing pain shot through her tailbone. "It's broken...it's broken..."

"Mom." Qin Huaijun snapped out of her anger.

Seeing Yao Huixian being pushed down, he instinctively went to help her up, but Yao Huixian stopped him, saying, "Don't touch me, it hurts, it hurts."

It seems like he really did get hurt.

Qin Huaijun kicked Lu Xue'er, but Qin Jinye quickly stopped him, saying, "Hurry up and call to take your mother to the hospital."

Qin Huaijun turned around angrily, and Lu Xue'er seized the opportunity to grab a stool from the side and smash it down on his back.

The stool leg hit my head.

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