She...didn't even glance back.
So, in Li Qingqing's heart, the child and Shu Ying are more important than him, right?
Duan Huaichuan could even sense that if someone else appeared, that person would definitely be ahead of him in line.
Duan Huaichuan felt that inexplicable bitterness and discomfort welling up in his heart again, a feeling so intense he could hardly breathe.
He clutched his chest in discomfort, clutching the fabric of his shirt, feeling a sour taste in his breath.
When Shu Ying returned home in the evening, Xie Mingzhu, Huang Meiling, and Xie Wenyuan had already picked up the children and brought them back.
Shu Ying observed the expressions and demeanor of Xie Mingzhu, her parents-in-law, and the other two.
The three of them spoke in their usual relaxed tone, cracking jokes every now and then, and bustling about in and out of the kitchen, with bursts of laughter occasionally echoing in the room.
Shu Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
They seem to be in normal emotional states.
She patted her chest, somewhat curious, but didn't dare ask too many questions right away.
After all, this involves her sister's past, which is a kind of scar on her body.
Shu Ying's principle is to avoid reopening old wounds.
Without saying a word, she withdrew her somewhat curious and worried gaze, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen to help prepare dinner.
Huang Meiling probably noticed Shu Ying's worry and smiled at her.
"Don't worry, Yingying, your sister and I didn't suffer any losses this time we went back."
"Speaking of which, we should thank you for the shoes and gloves you gave us before you left."
Hearing this, Shu Ying became interested.
"So those shoes and gloves came in handy?"
Huang Meiling smiled so much her eyes crinkled, and nodded.
“可不是嘛，不管是手套还是鞋子，全都派上了用场，把那几个人揍的哭爹喊娘，脸肿的跟猪头似的。”
"I have to say, Yingying, you have a great eye for picking things. With these shoes and gloves, it's so much easier. Even if we wanted to be gentle, we wouldn't have a chance."
Shu Ying chuckled.
"Of course, I know you're the most dexterous with your hands, and it's easier for your sister to use her feet, so I specially picked these for you."
"Mom, could you tell me more about it? I'm really curious."
Huang Meiling had just nodded when Xie Mingzhu, who was outside, overheard their conversation and rushed in with a smile.
"Of course! We'll both tell you together!"
The two chatted back and forth, and Xie Wenyuan, who was not usually talkative, could only stay behind them, chopping up the vegetables they had left behind and watching over the soup that was cooking in the pot.
Xie Mingzhu spoke with great enthusiasm, almost recounting in detail how many punches and kicks she had thrown.
Xie Wenyuan couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat.
There's no need to go into such detail...
At the most interesting part, Shu Ying and Xie Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh.
"You have no idea, wearing those shoes you gave me was like having divine assistance. I kicked one after another until Song Yaozu was crying for his parents!"
"And then there's that rattan cane I used later... No wonder they always liked to hit me with that rattan cane before. It felt really good to hit Song Yaozu with that rattan cane. It was so satisfying to see him rolling on the ground with his neck tucked in."
Upon hearing this, Shu Ying's smile vanished instantly.
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