"No, what's wrong with you? What else are you not satisfied with?" County Magistrate Qian was really convinced. He had been struggling for so long and so late, so can't he rest? He was still so energetic to find faults?

Mrs. Qian burst into tears even more anxiously. She slowly complained with a sad expression: "I knew that in your heart, I am nothing."

"Then what am I in your heart? I have already given up and apologized. What else do you want? Before you accuse me, think about where you put me."

Mrs. Qian did not expect that County Magistrate Qian did not reason with her, but argued with this, and she was a little confused and did not react immediately.

"I……"

"Also, I am really tired. I have been busy in the yamen for a day during the day and have to be busy with family affairs at night. I am exhausted both physically and mentally. I will get up early in the morning to do business tomorrow morning. So can I beg you, pity me and let me take a break?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Qian looked at her husband and then she found that County Magistrate Qian's eyes were sunken, and her eyes were blue and purple, and her whole face was filled with dust. She looked very energetic. She suddenly remembered that her husband had been busy all day in the day, but now it was already midnight...

She felt a little guilty, so she nodded: "Okay, then you go and have a rest."

County Magistrate Qian originally wanted to go to the study to sleep, so it would be at least quiet and no one would disturb him.

But thinking about his wife's condition, County Magistrate Qian gave up the idea, just took off his coat and lay down directly. After a while, the snoring sounded.

Is he really tired? Or is he using this to escape from me?

As soon as such a thought came out, Mrs. Qian could not control her own thoughts.

But the thoughts of feeling sorry for the man also emerged. Mrs. Qian sighed quietly, then took out a blanket from the cabinet, blew out the candle, and lay on the beauty couch in front of the window in the moonlight, covering the blanket on her body, staring at the hollow, slowly dazed.

I don’t know what I’m thinking, but I just don’t want to sleep, even though she’s already very sleepy…

In fact, now she hopes that the man can get up, pick her up strongly, put her on the bed, and say domineeringly and gentlely: "Sleep." Then she hugged her tightly and went to bed together.

But……

The snoring sound came from my ears, and Mrs. Qian's tears surged out again. She really felt that her husband didn't like her as much as before. Maybe it had something to do with her never getting pregnant again...

Who can blame for your own poor belly?

It's all fate.

In this way, Mrs. Qian, who thought she would sleep all night, fell asleep in a daze at some point. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed, covered with a warm quilt that smelled like him, and she was very happy.

While smiling happily, Huihui has already come in.

Huihui came in with a bowl of richly cooked old duck soup. As soon as she came in, she smiled at Mrs. Qian and handed the bowl of soup over: "Mom, try it, the old duck soup that just came out of the pot is your favorite taste."

Mrs. Qian just glanced at her lightly, clamped her eyelids, glanced at her daughter up and down, but didn't take the soup bowl, and said coldly: "Oh, aren't you leaving? Why do you know how to come back? Don't you want my biological mother?"

"Mom~" Huihui was very embarrassed. She didn't expect her mother to speak like this. Tears were rolling in her eyes and her body was a little unstable.

Seeing that Mrs. Qian was so ugly, the nanny came forward to interrupt: "Miss, you don't know. When you couldn't find you yesterday, your mother was so anxious. Even if you came back, she was afraid that she wouldn't have good sleep all night. Now she was just not upset... Just take more responsibility and coax your mother."

Huihui nodded, forced her tears back, and then reached out to turn the soup bowl forward: "Mom, my daughter knows that she is wrong. You should try this duck soup quickly, don't get along with your body."

"I'm dead, just as you want, no one cares about you anymore. You can go and mess with your aunt!" Mrs. Qian said angrily.

The soup bowl was served as soon as it was released from the pot. It was very hot and it was hot to hold it. Huihui was already holding it, trying to make her mother happy. After being criticized one after another, she could no longer hold on. She slipped her hand and knocked over the soup bowl.

"ah!"

The bowl of soup was placed on Mrs. Qian's wrist and palm, and Mrs. Qian suddenly screamed with scorching.

"Ouch!"

The nanny hurried forward, and Huihui also apologized anxiously: "I'm sorry, mom, I'm not...ah!"

It turned out that Mrs. Qian shook the soup and bowl on the quilt directly, and the soup splashed towards Huihui, who was closest to her.

Huihui's little face and neck suddenly turned red!

"Madam, what are you doing?" The old lady felt so distressed that she didn't care about Mrs. Qian's situation and immediately went to see Huihui's.

Huihui was crying there, and I don’t know if it was because of the pain or for other reasons…

Mrs. Qian was also crying: "What are you all fierce? I didn't mean it!"

The nanny didn't know what to say, so she immediately asked someone to call the doctor.

Fortunately, because of Qian Siyu's injury, County Magistrate Qian was worried and asked a doctor to stay.

Now it's just right, I'm just giving this mother and daughter a medical treatment.

Then many people knew about this.

County Magistrate Qian went to work for something, so he was not there. However, Qian Siyu soon heard about it and was trembling with anger.

"Is there something wrong? Yesterday I saw her so anxious and thought she cared about Huihui so much. That's her biological daughter, the only child, just like that? What is she thinking about Huihui? What is it?"

Qian Siyu lifted the quilt and sat up: "No, I don't feel at ease with Huihui, I'll go see Huihui."

"Oh, my good lady, just lie down honestly. They are mother and daughter. You are here. Don't look in the mirror anymore!"

Qian Siyu's personal maid Linglong held Qian Siyu down and said unhappily: "I have told you a long time ago that you should not interfere with Miss Huihui's affairs, and the wife of the caregiver will be unhappy."

They are mother and daughter, and no matter what happens, they will be as reconciled sooner or later.

But her lady rushed over so straightforwardly. By then, the mother and daughter would be reconciled as before. How embarrassed would her lady be?

"I don't do anything, I won't say anything to Huihui. I just go and see Huihui." Qian Siyu also insisted.
Chapter completed!