Li Baiqiu's words took Yun Qiao by surprise. She looked surprised and asked, "Is this true? Who told you that?"
"Of course it's true." Li Baiqiu snorted coldly, the disgust on his face becoming more and more obvious: "I didn't just listen to other people's gossip, but your uncle saw it with his own eyes."
"Huh?" Yun Qiao was stunned. "My uncle is in the dance hall?"
"Of course not. Where do you want to go? Why would your uncle go to a place like that?" Li Baiqiu glanced at Yun Qiao helplessly and explained, "It's the number one dance hall in Shanghai. It's right on your uncle's way home from get off work. He gets off work late and passes by on his way home. Every now and then he sees Ye Lin talking to different men at the door of the dance hall."
"What kind of proper young wife would stay out of the house every day, neglecting her husband and children, and dress up in heavy makeup to dance in a ballroom?"
Yun Qiao said, "That's indeed a bit inappropriate."
"It's more than just a little bit, it's totally inappropriate." Li Baiqiu said without getting angry. "Someone asked me a few days ago, and I didn't want to admit that she was your uncle's niece. Your uncle is a professor at a university. As a teacher, the most important thing is dignity. If people knew that he had a niece who went to dance halls every day, where would he put his face?"
"Then you should try to persuade her," Yun Qiao said. "I was just chatting with her, and she told me that her relationship with Pan Zhiyuan and Pan Xiang isn't very good. She's not getting along with her husband, and her relationship with her children isn't good either. I guess she's lost her life and feels lonely, so she keeps going to dance halls looking for excitement."
"You don't need to make excuses for her. She is a promiscuous person at heart." Li Baiqiu's words were already very unpleasant.
"It's not that I haven't tried to persuade her. Ever since your uncle first discovered her and told me about it, I've been looking for her and trying to persuade her not to go to places like this where all sorts of people come together. But what did she do to me? She said I had dirty thoughts, that the people dancing in the ballroom were all serious workers and cadres, and that they were just dancing to relax after work, and that it wasn't what I was thinking at all."
"She's already said that, what else can I say?" Li Baiqiu snorted and said with disgust, "But no matter how she tries to argue, I just think people who go in and out of dance halls are not very decent. Sticking together, hugging and kissing, it's indecent, it hurts my eyes."
Yun Qiao had never been to a dance hall, so she didn't know what the environment was like, but she agreed with her aunt Li Baiqiu.
No matter what, Ye Lin is a married woman with a husband and children. It is indeed inappropriate for her to dance with other men in the dance hall every day.
"Doesn't Pan Zhiyuan care about her?" Yun Qiao asked. "No matter how bad their relationship is, they are still husband and wife. Doesn't he mind that his wife is away from home every day and goes to the dance hall?"
"Why bother? They've been separated for a long time." Li Baiqiu felt bad thinking about it. "Ye Lin is living alone in the house on Danshui Road now, and Pan Zhiyuan is with Pan Xiang at the Railway Bureau. The couple only see each other a few times a month. Who knows when they might get divorced."
"I see."
Yun Qiao felt sad but also found it very funny.
After all, these two people claimed to be true love in their previous life, and in order to achieve a positive result with "true love", they did many things to hurt others. Who would have thought that after getting married in this life, these two people with such "stronger than gold" love would step by step end up to the point where they hate each other.
Is there eternal love in the world?
Yun Qiao didn't know.
She only knows that some people are not worth it.
When he married a sensible and virtuous wife, after a long time, he began to find her boring and began to appreciate the beautiful thorny red roses outside the window.
But when he married the Red Rose, after a long time, he would still get tired of her, thinking that she was ambitious and restless, and the Red Rose became an eyesore like mosquito blood on the wall.
Anyone who marries such a person will regret it.
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