Sweet Beauty

Chapter 1250: You're Just As Stubborn As Your Sister-in-law!

Chapter 1250: You're Just As Stubborn As Your Sister-in-law!

"I'm just worried!" Old Madam Han shook her head helplessly. "Young people like you have learned to keep us guessing. You don't even think about whether our old hearts can take it or not."         

    

While they were talking, Luo Yanyun and Qiao Hongya arrived. During lunch at the hotel, Liang Zixuan had called them.     

Originally, they did not need to worry about Jia Qiulian's divorce. After all, this was only the Han Family's problem. Even though they were relatives, they could not be considered the family of Han Family.     

However, they needed to know about Qin Yu's pregnancy as soon as possible, so after discussing it with Qin Yu and Jia Qiulian, Liang Zixuan called them.     

When Old Madam Han saw Luo Yanyun and Qiao Hongya, she calmed down a little. It seemed that this matter had to do with either Liang Zixuan or Qin Yu. However, Old Madam Han was still a little confused. If it had something to do with Liang Zixuan or Qin Yu, then why was the family gathering held at Jia Qiulian's house?     

"In-law, come and sit here with me!" Old Madam Han waved warmly at Luo Yanyun, who walked towards her with a smile.     

"Just now Zixuan called me. She said that she had something to say.  That's why we came here."     

"That's right!" Old Madam Han glared at Liang Zixuan, "She also told us the same thing, but when I asked her several times, she just kept mum about it."     

"Hehehe..." Liang Zixuan covered her mouth and continued to laugh. "Grandmother, don't be anxious!"     

Jia Qiulian listened to the conversation outside and absent-mindedly cut the fruit.     

Liang Zixuan was not only called Luo Yanyun and Qiao Hongya but Qin Yu was also called Lin Xiu and Qin Shaoqiang.     

Originally, Jia Qiulian did not need so many people to deal with her problems. Now that so many people had come, how could she possibly speak?     

Suddenly, the sharp knife cut her fingers. Jia Qiulian cried out in pain and subconsciously threw the knife away.     

The knife fell to the floor with a "peng" sound.     

Everyone sitting in the living room looked towards the kitchen at the same time. While everyone was in a daze, Han Cihui suddenly stood up and rushed into the kitchen without saying a word.     

Seeing Jia Qiulian clutching her fingers and crying in pain until her eyebrows were drawn together, Han Cihui's heart instantly tightened. "Qiulian!"     

Han Cihui quickly grabbed Jia Qiulian's bloody fingers and put them in his mouth.     

"I'm fine!" Jia Qiulian stubbornly plucked her fingers out of his mouth and left the kitchen.     

Han Cihui stared after her. His mouth was full of bitterness.     

"Qiulian, what happened?" Seeing the blood on Jia Qiulian's fingers, Liang Zixuan immediately got up and got a first aid kit to disinfect the wounds.     

"Don't do anything more. Just sit here. Let me cook dinner. If you think I'm good at cooking, I'll call my family's chef to come and cook."     

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine." Jia Qiulian's voice was light and emotionless, and she sounded weak. "I'm used to minor injuries like this."     

"Used to what?" Old Madam Han frowned and said unhappily, "I asked Xiuying to get two servants and the housekeeper for you and Cihui, but both of you refused! If you aren't used to doing this kind of thing, it's easy for you to get hurt."     

Old Man Han also felt pain in his heart. He looked around and said angrily, "Why aren't Xiuying and Xiwang here yet? As parents, don't they worry about this?"     

"Grandmother, grandfather ..." Jia Qiulian took a deep breath and smiled. "This has nothing to do with mom and dad. I don't want servants or a housekeeper because we're usually not always at home. We really don't need them. And I'm used to doing this kind of thing. I really can do it."     

"You're too stubborn!" Old Madam Han shook her head and glanced at Liang Zixuan. "You're just as stubborn as your sister-in-law!"         

    

Liang Zixuan had just finished helping Jia Qiulian clean her wounds, and when she heard Old Madam Han's words, she looked up in grievance. "Grandmother, you're talking about Qiulian. Why did you drag me along? Even if I don't say anything, I'll still end up being pinpointed with a gun!"     

"Hahahaha ..."     

The original tense atmosphere was revived by Liang Zixuan's sentences. Even Jia Qiulian laughed.     

Han Cihui stood at the kitchen door and looked at Jia Qiulian. Her cold expression and detached words were like needles piercing into his heart. Even now, his heart was still hurting.     

This time, it was likely that Jia Qiulian had already decided to divorce him.     

"Cihui, what are you standing there for? Why don't you help Qiulian finish what she did?" Seeing Han Cihui standing there stupidly, Old Madam Han felt stifled and wanted to find something for him to do.     

Han Cihui had never done house chores since he was young. He turned around, looked at the uncut fruit, and then went into the kitchen. When he came back out, he was holding a large plate of fruit. The fruit on the plate ... It looked so heartbreaking to be cut like that by him.     

Either the fruit was cut as big as a fist or too small to pierce with a fork. Everyone looked at the fruit on the plate and found it hard to eat.     

Han Cihui still did not know. He gave them all the forks on a plate. "What are you all staring at? Let's eat."     

Old Madam Han looked away and said contemptuously, "I'm full after seeing it."     

Old Man Han blew his beard. "I can't eat!"     

Liang Zixuan was the kindest. She took the fork from Han Cihui and handed it to Jia Qiulian. "Qiulian, it's rare for Cihui to do something like this personally. You have to give him credit for that."     

Jia Qiulian just smiled and took the fork symbolically. She took a piece of the Fire Dragon Fruit and ate it in small mouthfuls.     

Han Cihui saw that Jia Qiulian was the only one eating it, and no one else was eating it. He more or less knew that the others did not like the way he cut up the fruit, so he put the remaining forks on the table.     

He took a handful and bit into a fist-sized Fire Dragon Fruit. "My hands are used to manage the business. A trifling thing like this is not my forte!"     

"Keep bragging!" Zhang Xiuying's voice came from the door. When everyone looked over, Han Xiwang also came in.     

He took out the woman's slippers and placed them in front of Zhang Xiuying's feet. However, she didn't even look at the slippers and walked around them. She went into the living room.     

Han Xiwang felt awkward for a moment. He put the slippers back on the shoe rack and followed behind Zhang Xiuying as if nothing had happened.     

Zhang Xiuying walked to the side of the table and looked at the fruit on the plate. She could not help but laugh. "This doesn't seem to be Qiulian's handiwork."     

Han Cihui also felt that the fruit he was eating was tasteless, so he put down his fork. "I cut it! If you want to call it ugly, just say so!"     

"That's right! It's ugly! Furthermore, it's super ugly!" Zhang Xiuying did not give any face to her son. When she saw Jia Qiulian's fingers wrapped in gauze, she nervously asked, "Qiulian, what happened to your hand?"