Chapter 161 Use this hand of mine to repay your so-called hatred
Cheng Wan was thinking about Lin Qingya, and he was not in a good mood on the way back.
Chu Li frowned, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The car was quiet, with the light from the street lamp occasionally passing by, illuminating the distance between them.
Close, yet far away.
The car stopped at the gate, and Cheng Wan came to her senses. She pushed the door and got out.
Chu Li followed behind her and suddenly said, "Wanwan, I have to go on a business trip for a few days."
Cheng Wan tilted his head and said, "Okay."
She stepped into the house.
Chu Li stood in the autumn wind, feeling cold all over.
He clearly felt that although they were together again, the distance between their hearts was already far.
Sighing, he went back to the master bedroom to pack his things.
In fact, every time she went on a business trip, Cheng Wan would pack his things so that he wouldn't have to worry. Now she still sleeps in this bedroom, but she will never help him pack by hand again.
Chu Li was pulling the suitcase and suddenly stopped when he reached the door.
He seemed to have something to say, but in the end, he held it back.
The door is closed.
Cheng Wan opened his eyes.
His fingers loosened their grip on the quilt.
If Chu Li didn't leave, she really didn't know what excuse she could make to keep him from getting into this bed.
She slept well alone.
The next day, she took Qin Ping'an to see Lin Qingya.
Chu Li rearranged a doctor to treat Lin Qingya's right hand.
Cheng Wan comforted him softly, "Don't worry, the doctor will find a way."
Lin Qingya leaned against the head of the bed, she had calmed down.
"Don't worry, Wanwan, I won't do anything stupid."
Even though her right hand cannot be cured and she cannot be a designer, she can still do other things.
After all, it is difficult to survive, so we must cherish our life.
Cheng Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried that Lin Qingya would be devastated by the injury to her right hand.
The two were chatting when Cheng Han arrived.
He looked unusually tired and even a little unkempt.
When Lin Qingya saw him, the smile on her face disappeared.
"What are you doing here?"
Cheng Han's throat was a little dry, "Your hand..."
He already knew that Lin Qingya's hand was comminuted fractured, and his first reaction was how sad Lin Qingya must be at this moment.
After all, what she likes most is to pick up a paintbrush and paint out her inspiration bit by bit.
After that, she could no longer hold the pen.
He felt guilty without even realizing it.
Lin Qingya raised her right hand and said, "I'll use my future to repay your so-called hatred. Is that enough?"
There was calmness in her eyes.
Cheng Han clenched his fists, "I..."
"I had no idea this was going to happen."
He locked her up in the old house and asked her to atone for her sins, but he didn't intend to hurt her hands.
"Cheng Han, what's the point of you saying all this?" Lin Qingya didn't need such a weak explanation. "You'd better not appear in front of me again."
Cheng Han looked a little embarrassed, "I will give you an explanation."
He left in a hurry.
Lin Qingya closed her eyes, but tears still welled up in her eyes.
Explain?
He couldn't give an explanation.
Cheng Han returned to the old house. He called the housekeeper and asked about Lin Qingya's situation there.
The housekeeper said, "Didn't you order us to be tough on Miss Qingya? We need to teach her a lesson."
Cheng Han frowned. He didn't remember saying such a thing.
"I just asked you to watch her and let her copy scriptures for my parents every day."
The housekeeper hesitated, "It was Miss Mingzhu who said that since you are already married, if you treat Miss Qingya too well, I am afraid that the young lady will be unhappy."
Cheng Han was silent for a few seconds, "Cheng Mingzhu has been here?"
He asked again: "What's wrong with Lin Qingya's hand?"
"I don't know."
Cheng Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Zhang, you think that since I am no longer in charge of the Cheng family, you can just ignore what I say, right?"
"Master, I absolutely don't mean that." The butler was terrified.
He watched Cheng Han grow up, watched him grow up overnight after his parents passed away, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't wait to ignore him.
"Master, I suspect it was the Young Madam." The housekeeper said carefully, "The other day, the Young Madam came over and asked Miss Qingya to pour tea, but the tea accidentally spilled on the Young Madam's clothes. The Young Madam was very angry at the time and said that Miss Qingya couldn't hold the tea steadily and that those hands were better off not being used."
That's all he dared to say, after all, he had no evidence.
Cheng Han understood everything.
He has been traveling around the country and abroad recently, and also preparing for his wedding, so he hasn't been back here for a long time.
He didn't expect Qin Yunshu to come here.
I never expected that Lin Qingya would be abused like this here.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, the housekeeper whispered, "The young lady's room has been cleaned up as you instructed."
Cheng Han came back to his senses and followed him to the room upstairs.
That room used to be a baby room.
Now, under Cheng Han's instructions, most of the furniture has been replaced. The small crib has been turned into a two-meter bed, and the pink curtains have been changed to light blue.
The butler asked from behind, "Master, have you found the young lady?"
Cheng Han withdrew his gaze and perfectly hid all his emotions.
He said calmly, "Not yet."
In his current situation, he couldn't involve her.
The butler was a little disappointed. "Then this is..."
Cheng Han smiled bitterly: "I just thought that after so many years, my sister has grown up and it's time to prepare an adult room for her."
The butler nodded, indeed.
Cheng Han closed the door and told the housekeeper, "Clean it regularly and no one is allowed to enter."
"yes."
Cheng Han returned to the hospital and went to Qin Yunshu's ward.
Qin Yunshu's eyes lit up when he saw her, "Cheng Han, you're here."
Cheng Han took a few steps closer and looked down at his wife.
Qin Yunshu was stared at by him, and a faint blush appeared on her face. She half-knelt.
"You...why are you looking at me like that?"
Next second.
The man in front of her suddenly grabbed her neck with great force. She fell on the bed and had difficulty breathing.
"Cheng...Cheng Enthalpy."
She held Cheng Han's hand, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
How could he...how could he...
Cheng Han's gaze was cold and fierce, as if he really wanted to strangle her to death.
"elder brother."
Cheng Mingzhu flew over and pulled Cheng Han's arm hard, "What are you doing?"
Cheng Han loosened his grip, straightened up, and took two steps back.
Qin Yunshu started coughing violently.
Cheng Mingzhu patted her on the back and angrily questioned Cheng Han, "Brother, are you crazy? You almost strangled Yunshu to death just now."
Qin Yunshu's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was hoarse, "Cheng Han, why do you treat me like this?"
Cheng Han sneered, "Qin Yunshu, why did you carry me to the old house?"
Even though they were married, Cheng Han never thought of taking Qin Yunshu to the old house.
Qin Yunshu touched her neck. Her husband almost strangled her to death when he came and questioned her about going to the old house.
It's really cold and heartless.
She supported herself with her arms and slowly sat up, looking up at Cheng Han, "Cheng Han, you don't like Lin Qingya either, right? You still have someone in your heart."
Cheng Han's pupils tightened instantly and his face became expressionless.
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