Chapter 398 Loving Him More Than Myself
Fu Siyan was surprised to hear Han Mingyu use such strong words to describe Qi Mingxuan.
He felt that Han Mingyu was being too arbitrary.
For Qi Yue's sake, Fu Siyan felt he should remind Han Mingyu a few things.
"President Han, I feel that you get particularly emotional every time you mention Qi Mingxuan."
Han Mingyu was taken aback.
"President Han is usually described as witty, humorous, and kind. After several interactions, it is true that the outside world's evaluation of President Han is generally average. However, President Han always behaves unusually when Qi Mingxuan is mentioned."
Han Mingyu retorted sharply, "That's because I hate Qi Mingxuan so much!"
Fu Siyan raised an eyebrow. "Is it dislike or disappointment?"
Han Mingyu was taken aback.
“Every time I see President Han angrily rebuking Qi Mingxuan, I can always see a kind of frustration in President Han that is contrary to his wishes?”
Han Mingyu opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.
Seeing his reaction, Fu Siyan became even more certain of his guess.
"Han Mingyu, deep down you've always felt that Qi Mingxuan shouldn't be such a selfish person. You had expectations for Qi Mingxuan, but she failed to meet them, so you were disappointed, frustrated, and even angry."
"Fu Siyan, stop talking nonsense!"
Han Mingyu's face turned ashen. "Don't think that just because you've gotten back together with Shen Qingshu, you can act as a relationship expert. You don't know anything, so stop pointing fingers at me."
Fu Siyan looked at him and smiled faintly, "Yes, it was my presumption, Mr. Han. Please pretend I didn't say anything."
Han Mingyu snorted coldly, "I'll leave Qi Yue to you for now. I'm leaving."
Fu Siyan shook his head as he watched Han Mingyu's hurried departure.
Men understand men best.
Fu Siyan was certain that Han Mingyu would most likely end up chasing after his wife until she died.
He withdrew his gaze, stepped forward, and knocked on the door.
"Qi Yue, it's me."
Inside the room, Qi Yue squatted by the door, hugging his knees.
Hearing Fu Siyan's voice, he was startled and then looked up.
Uncle Fu is here?
Could it be that he's hallucinating?
The knocking sounded again: "Qi Yue, your father has passed away. Your Aunt Qing Shu asked me to take you back to Lijiang Villa for a few days."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yue immediately stood up and opened the door.
He tilted his chin up and looked at Fu Siyan, "Uncle Fu."
Fu Siyan gently patted the top of his head. "Don't worry, your mother just went to Tibet for a trip."
"Why did she cancel her phone number while she was traveling?" Qi Yue looked at Fu Siyan, still feeling uneasy. "Uncle Fu, I dreamt that my mother turned into a white bird and fell off a cliff..."
“It’s just a dream,” Fu Siyan comforted him. “You’re having this dream because you miss your mother so much. Don’t worry, your father has already gone to find her, and your mother will be back in a few days.”
"He went to see my mother?" Qi Yue frowned. "He treated my mother so badly, I'm worried about her, I want to go with him!"
“That’s a plateau, it would be quite troublesome to bring a child like you there, and besides, you’re still in school.”
Upon hearing this, Qi Yue frowned and lowered his head in disappointment.
Fu Siyan's voice was steady: "Go back with Uncle Fu first, okay?"
Qi Yue nodded.
He preferred the Lijiang Villa to the Han family.
...
Shen Qingshu heard the sound of a car coming from downstairs and knew that Fu Siyan and the others had returned.
She got out of bed, picked up a cardigan from the sofa, put it on, and went downstairs.
When Fu Siyan and Qi Yue entered the house, they happened to see Shen Qingshu coming down the stairs.
"Why did you come down?" Fu Siyan walked over and reached out to help her pull her coat up. "Qi Yue is fine. Han Mingyu went to Tibet. I left Song Lanyin's contact information with him so that he can contact Song Lanyin directly if anything happens."
"Hmm." Shen Qingshu looked at Qi Yue and beckoned to him, "Qi Yue, come here."
Qi Yue walked over and said, "Aunt Qing Shu."
Shen Qingshu leaned down and patted his head. "Just stay here for the next few days. Your younger brother and sister will be here to keep you company."
Qi Yue nodded, her eyes red, "I'm just worried about my mom."
“Your mother called your aunt. She’s doing well. She’s just been working too hard all these years. Now that you and your father have reunited and you have more family and relatives to keep you company, she feels relieved and went out to relax. You can understand her, right?”
“I know Mom works very hard,” Qi Yue said. “I’m not blaming Mom for going out to play by herself, I’m worried about whether she can take good care of herself on her own.”
"She'll take good care of herself. Besides, your father went to see her, and I'm sure they'll be back soon."
Qi Yue pursed her lips, seemingly hesitating for a moment, before saying, "I don't know why Dad hates Mom so much?"
"I'm sorry, actually I don't know either, but I think there's a misunderstanding between them." Shen Qingshu said softly, "But this is a problem between adults, and we should let them solve it themselves. But no matter what happens in the end, they will always be your parents who love you the most."
...
Three days later, news came from Han Mingyu.
Qi Mingxuan has been found.
On the phone, Han Mingyu didn't say anything, only that he would bring Qi Mingxuan back in a couple of days.
Qi Yue wanted to see Qi Mingxuan.
Han Mingyu sent me a photo.
Qi Mingxuan lay on the large bed in the hotel, her sleeping face peaceful.
Qi Yue asked, "Is my mother sick?"
Han Mingyu cleared his throat. "No, your mother is experiencing some altitude sickness. I'll take her back in a couple of days."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yue didn't think much of it.
Fu Siyan and Shen Qingshu exchanged a glance.
They were both adults, and Han Mingyu's cough clearly revealed his guilty conscience.
It seems that the two of them have made unexpected progress in the past three days.
...
Five days later.
Han Mingyu and Qi Mingxuan returned from Tibet.
The two went directly to the Lijiang Villa.
Today is Saturday, so the children don't have to go to school.
The Lijiang Villa is very lively.
Shen Qingshu invited them to stay for dinner.
Qi Mingxuan looked much thinner, with her long hair naturally draped over her shoulders. She wore a loose linen dress and Han Mingyu's suit jacket over it.
She was still not fully recovered and her face was pale.
Shen Qingshu felt sorry for Qi Mingxuan and asked Aunt Yun to stew a pot of chicken soup, saying that she wanted to help Qi Mingxuan recover.
After dinner, Fu Siyan and Han Mingyu, the two fathers, took their three children to play in the back garden.
Shen Qingshu then took Qi Mingxuan to her studio on the second floor alone.
With no one else around, Shen Qingshu's gaze swept over the hickeys on Qi Mingxuan's neck. "You're with Han Mingyu?"
Qi Mingxuan didn't intend to hide it.
She responded casually, "He said that for Qi Yue's sake, we should just make do with it."
Shen Qingshu frowned. "What do you mean by 'making do'? He doesn't plan to marry you?"
“We will get our marriage certificate,” Qi Mingxuan said. “He said that Qi Yue started to resent and hate him because of my departure, and that it was my fault, so I have to take responsibility.”
Shen Qingshu's expression was indescribable. "I simply cannot understand Han Mingyu's thought process."
"Anyway, I was tired, so I told him that I was willing to get married, but he would have to help me manage Ronghao Group. I thought he would refuse, but I didn't expect him to agree."
Shen Qingshu was also surprised, "He's really willing to help you manage Rong Hao, without any conditions attached?"
"No." Qi Mingxuan smiled faintly: "Actually, this is good too. Ronghao will eventually belong to Qi Yue. Han Mingyu cares about Qi Yue quite a bit. For Qi Yue's sake, he will do his best to run Ronghao Group."
"And what about you?" Shen Qingshu looked at her. "You said before that you had let him go, but now that you're married to him, can you accept it?"
“I let go because I couldn’t see any hope, but when I saw him in Tibet, I still fell for him. I knew he didn’t love me, but I couldn’t resist his advances.”
Shen Qingshu looked at her, not knowing what to say, and could only hold her hand to comfort her.
“Shen Qingshu, I really hate myself, because as soon as he appeared, I discovered a very pathetic and ridiculous fact,” Qi Mingxuan covered her face with her hands, “I discovered that I love him more than I love myself…”
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