Chapter 252: The Vicious-tongued Qin Wenhao

Mrs. Qin didn’t feel there was anything to hide.

She said bluntly, "I just slapped her twice."

"Anyway, it’s for the best that they’re divorced. That Lan Qingman is truly unacceptable."

As the old saying goes—it’s better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage.

If Lan Qingman hadn’t been so impossible, she never would have let her eldest son get a divorce.

After all, they have two children.

But now, she didn’t regret it one bit. ’The sooner they divorced, the sooner we’ll have peace.’

It would prevent major problems down the line.

With Lan Qingman’s stupid, vicious, and conceited nature, who knew what kind of trouble she might have caused.

Qin Wenhao was very accepting of this.

"Big Brother is free now, and the two kids will be better off in the future. Mom, you still need to keep an eye on her—don’t let her get close to the children and be a bad influence."

Mrs. Qin would certainly be on her guard.

She would never allow Lan Qingman to be a bad influence on her grandson and granddaughter.

As for whether her eldest son would remarry—that was something she wouldn’t meddle in.

’But if he’s blind enough to find another woman with a personality like Lan Qingman’s,’ she thought.

’Then I’ll just kick him right out of the Qin family.’

Just then, Qin Wenhao suddenly asked, "How many days are you all staying?"

Mrs. Qin snapped, "Until you get out of the hospital."

"Why so long? I have people to look after me here; I don’t need you. Look, you can all just go back tomorrow. You have your grandson and granddaughter at home, plus the two old folks. They all need you, so you might as well go back sooner."

Mrs. Qin: ...?

She scoffed, "How about it? Should I just go back tonight?"

Qin Wenhao nodded. "If you can get a train ticket, that would work."

Qin Wenshu: ...?

’A back-talking son and a worried mother. A completely wasted trip.’

Mrs. Qin really didn’t want to look at this son of hers for another second.

He was going to be the death of her.

"Relax, I didn’t come to see you. I came to see my two precious grandchildren and our Mingxue. Don’t flatter yourself."

She turned her head and said directly to Qin Wenshu, "Wenshu, grab our things. We’re leaving."

Qin Wenshu was dumbfounded. "G-go where?"

Mrs. Qin: ...?

’This foolish boy really is a bit slow.’

She snapped, "To the family compound, of course."

"—Shouldn’t we wait for Aunt Fu? She went to buy medicine."

Just as Qin Wenshu finished speaking, Mrs. Fu returned.

"Aunt Fu, perfect timing," Qin Wenshu said. "We’re heading to the family compound."

Mrs. Fu agreed it was getting late. "Alright, let’s head home now. Son-in-law, you get some rest. We’ll be going now."

Qin Wenhao immediately replied, "Okay, Mom. Have Wenshu pedal the tricycle so you don’t get tired."

Mrs. Qin walked quickly out of the hospital room.

Qin Wenshu grabbed the two suitcases and hurried to catch up.

By the time the three of them arrived at the family compound.

Quite a few people there were staring in surprise at Mrs. Qin and Qin Wenshu.

Qin Wenshu bore a slight resemblance to Qin Wenhao—young and handsome.

Most importantly, the handsome young man was quick with a smile, and he grinned right at them.

This made a group of the young wives in the compound stare fixedly.

’Heavens, who is that handsome young fella?’

’And who’s that woman dressed like a wealthy madam? She looks so much like Qin Tuan. Could she be his biological mother?’

One curious person asked Mrs. Fu directly:

"Aunt Fu, are they relatives of Qin Tuan’s?"

"Yes," Mrs. Fu said, without explaining further.

She opened the main gate and let Mrs. Qin and her son inside.

Qin Wenshu pushed the tricycle straight into the courtyard.

After Fu Mingxue had found the threshold too high for the tricycle to get in and out, she had removed the high sill herself.

That made it much more convenient for the tricycle to pass through.

Mrs. Fu said to Mrs. Qin, "You have a seat for a moment. I’ll go next door to bring the two children back."