"Captain Qu, Xueman accidentally stepped on your wife's orange, so she pushed Xueman."
"Yes, Xueman is going to the Cultural Palace to perform soon. It will be troublesome if she gets injured. How could she fall down by herself?" The two girls next to Zhao Xueman immediately jumped out to support her.
Qu Mingjun's face grew darker and darker. He turned around and stared coldly at Qiu Xia, asking, "What else do you have to say?"
Qiu Xia's teeth were trembling with anger, but her eyes were filled with sorrow. "They are all in the same group, so they will naturally help her to deceive people. I will not apologize. If anyone should apologize, she should apologize to me."
"You are hopeless!"
"Captain Qu, don't talk to your wife like that about me. She'll be sad."
There was a hint of self-blame in Zhao Xueman's worried eyes, but she also released a full sense of pride in the moment when Qu Mingjun didn't notice.
"Don't bother with her. Is your foot okay?" Qu Mingjun didn't want to look at Qiu Xia any more, and gently showed concern for Zhao Xueman's foot injury.
Qiu Xia looked at the man who had been married to her for four years. He had never spoken a word to her like he did to Zhao Xueman.
Every time he faced her, his eyes were filled with indifference and disgust, and his tone was full of impatience.
She originally thought that he was such a cold-hearted person, but only now did she understand that it was not that he did not know how to be gentle.
It's just that she doesn't deserve his tenderness.
Qu Mingjun helped Zhao Xueman up, pushed Qiu Xia away, and warned her coldly, "What are you still doing standing here? Go back!"
Qiu Xia staggered after being knocked to the ground. She looked at the crushed orange lying beside the stone steps and suddenly felt that it was like her broken heart and self-esteem.
She saw her man showing tenderness to another woman and thought she would rush up like crazy and tear him apart, but she couldn't do it.
Although she had not received much education, she wanted to leave him with some dignity while also retaining some self-respect for herself.
When she took her eyes off Qu Mingjun's back, she found another orange that she had missed picking up on the road not far away.
She can no longer pick up this man, but she can still pick up oranges.
As she walked forward and bent down to pick up the orange, she suddenly heard a sharp brake sound in front of her.
A military jeep stopped steadily less than two meters away from Qiu Xia.
When Qiu Xia came to her senses, the driver's door was already open and the guard driving the car got out to check the situation.
"Comrade, are you okay?"
"No...it's okay." Qiu Xia hurriedly shook her head and then hurriedly stepped back to the side of the road. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Just as Qiu Xia was apologizing, the back window rolled down and a little boy of three or four years old poked his round head out.
"It's oranges. Mumu also wants to eat oranges."
"Mumu, stop making trouble. Dad will buy it for you later." A low, magnetic voice came from the car.
Qiu Xia didn't see the man's face, but quickly took out two of the largest and cleanest oranges from her pocket and handed them to the child.
"For you."
"Really? Thank you, Auntie. It's just right."
Qiu Xia was relieved by the little boy's innocent smile and said, "You're welcome."
At this time, Qu Mingjun was planning to take Zhao Xueman to find a car to go to the Cultural Palace. When he heard the sound of brakes, he turned around and witnessed the shocking scene.
When he saw Qiu Xia was almost hit by a car, he felt a moment of panic in his heart, but when he saw the license plate of the car clearly, he immediately handed Zhao Xueman to her two friends, then turned around and ran back.
Because that was his brigade commander's special car. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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