"Auntie Orange, are you feeling better?" Just when the atmosphere in the ward was tense, Mumu ran in.
"Mumu, are you here alone?" Qiu Xia couldn't help but worry when she saw that there was no adult behind Mumu.
"No, my dad is here too..."
Zhao Xueman looked at Mumu with a scornful look. Seeing that the little guy was not as poor as she had imagined, she was a little disappointed. However, she still said sarcastically:
"Oh, this is that old man's son, right? Qiu Xia, you can get such a big son for free when you marry him. It's really enviable."
"Please go out, you are not welcome here!" Qiu Xia shouted harshly.
Zhao Xueman was obviously more pleased when she saw Qiu Xia losing control of her emotions. This was exactly the effect she wanted.
"If Captain Qu hadn't saved me, and I felt so sorry for you, do you think I would have come?"
"You bad woman, Aunt Orange doesn't like you, go away!" Mumu also instinctively hated Zhao Xueman, raised his head and reached out to drive her away.
Zhao Xueman shook off Mumu's little paw with a look of disgust, "Get rid of your dirty hooves and get away..."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Who gave you the nerve to show off here?" A deep and cold shout came from the door of the ward, making Zhao Xueman gasp.
"Dad, come and beat the bad woman--" Mumu saw Qi Jingyan's tall figure appear in the ward and immediately pounced on him.
Only then did Zhao Xueman see Qi Jingyan clearly. He looked to be in his early thirties, with broad shoulders and back, tall and slender figure. He was wearing a well-tailored blue Zhongshan suit, which gave him an awe-inspiring and upright air.
Qi Jingyan had a full forehead and strong bones, unlike Qu Mingjun who was handsome but thin. He exuded the unique temperament of a mature man. The majestic aura unique to a soldier on him was even more intimidating without anger.
How could Zhao Xueman, who had been a "literary star" in the art troupe for several years, not know Qi Jingyan?
The arrogant and vicious face of the previous second had turned into one of uneasiness after she saw who was coming. She nervously thought about how to defend herself.
"Brigade Commander Qi." She saluted Qi Jingyan stiffly.
Qi Jingyan's cold gaze was like ice. He obviously recognized that this was the woman that Qu Mingjun had held in his arms last time.
"Commander Qi, I'm sorry! I didn't know this child was your son, and I definitely didn't mean to offend..."
"Are you free in the art troupe?" Qi Jingyan interrupted her pale defense in a cold voice.
Zhao Xueman was stunned, not knowing how to answer, when Qi Jingyan spoke again:
"Since you're dispensable in the art troupe, I'll contact the political department as soon as possible so they can keep one less idle person."
When Zhao Xueman heard this, her ears started buzzing and she could no longer suppress the panic on her face.
"Brigade Commander Qi, no, I am..."
"Get out!" Qi Jingyan shouted angrily, pointing to the door.
Who was Zhao Xueman? She was a treasured figure in the art troupe, surrounded and admired wherever she went. When had she ever been yelled at like this?
I don’t know if it was out of fear or grievance, but I burst into tears on the spot.
She bit her lip tightly, looking like she was enduring humiliation, but she had no intention of moving her feet. Because she knew that if she left like this, what would happen if Qi Jingyan really expelled her from the art troupe?
How could she be worthy of Qu Mingjun after leaving the art troupe?
"Commander Qi, this is my fault. I apologize..."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Qi Jingyan's tone became even colder, and the air pressure around him also dropped.
Just when Zhao Xueman was frightened by Qi Jingyan's pressure and didn't know what to do, Qu Mingjun came... This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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