Chairman Qin and Mrs. Qin were at the door of the operating room, looking anxious.
Listening to Qin Jiangyuan's pitiful cries of setting bones constantly coming from the operating room, Mrs. Qin only felt her heart aching, covering her mouth and sobbing, saying "my son" one after another...
Qin Wenjun was upset after hearing this. He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back and said impatiently, "Okay, my son is not dead yet, why are you crying in mourning!"
"Can I not feel bad for the flesh that fell off my body?"
Mrs. Qin was sobbing, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't swallow her breath, "You said that Nan Song, how vicious she is. She beat A Yuan to such a degree that her hands were disabled. If we don't call the police to arrest her, what are we waiting for?"
"Do you think I don't want to? You don't want to see how your son beats his sister?"
Qin Wenjun's face was covered with frost, and he breathed out a breath of turbidity from his nose, "I know this beast is not a human being. He said he was going to find Nanya to get back together. I thought it was a good thing. If they can really get back together, then let's
The Nan family and the Nan family are still in-laws. For Nanya’s sake, Nan Song would not embarrass us too much and might let us go. As a result, he actually beat Nanya and even fucked the child in her belly.
Gone......"
Speaking of this, Qin Wenjun couldn't wait to pull his son out of the operating room, "Don't talk about Nan Song, I want to beat him!"
"Whose father are you? Do you have elbows turned outward like you?"
Mrs. Qin was not happy to hear this and defended her son's injustice, "I know A Yuan's character. He has to be groomed like a lamb. If you talk to him properly, he will definitely not lose his temper. It must be Nanya who said something wrong.
What he heard made him angry, so he did it. And don't take the baby one at a time. We haven't tested the DNA of the amniotic fluid, so we don't know whether the baby in Nanya's belly is our biological grandson. It's probably not his grandson."
"Then there are still 20% left, what if something happens?"
Qin Wenjun was so angry that he said, "Don't always talk to your precious son. It's because you have always spoiled him that you have spoiled him like this! What a loser a loving mother is!"
The old couple were talking and arguing again. The nurse came out and reminded her with a frown, "This is a hospital, don't make any noise."
Qin Wenjun was so angry that he sat down on a stool, waved his hands and said, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. When A Yuan comes out, I have to take him to Nan's house to apologize. I have to turn this big thing into a trivial matter."
"Why do you need to apologize? Why should you apologize?"
Mrs. Qin's eyes widened, "It was Nan Song who hit my son, okay? It's good that I didn't ask her to apologize. She still wants us to apologize to her, but there's no way!"
"You...have a woman's opinion!"
Qin Wenjun's head hurt, he rubbed his eyebrows, and said tiredly, "The Nan family now is no longer the Nan family three months ago, and Nan Song is not the same person we knew three years ago who lived in the castle.
There is a little princess who is inexperienced in the world. Don’t you feel scared when you see her? In just three months, I haven’t heard much news that she actually joined forces with the eldest young master of the Yu family in Beicheng and the young master of the Fu family in Rongcheng.
Master, I built a horse farm."
Speaking of the racecourse, Mrs. Qin became somewhat interested, "Are you talking about the racecourse in the northern suburbs?"
"Yeah." Qin Wenjun nodded heavily.
Mrs. Qin looked dissatisfied, "I got angry when I mentioned this. Today I had an appointment with a group of mahjong players to play mahjong, but they all let me go. They said there was a racecourse opening in the northern suburbs, and they all ran to join in the excitement.
, and asked me if I had received an invitation letter, which made me feel embarrassed. Even Mrs. Zhou from the fireworks factory was invited, but my wife of the Qin Group was not invited, which is really too much!"
Qin Wenjun smiled sarcastically, "Not only you, but also me, the chairman of the dignified Qin Group, have been singled out. Nan Song has made it clear that he doesn't take us seriously."
"I'm just saying that this little bitch is too arrogant. She doesn't think that Nancheng's current surname is Nan, and she changed her surname to Qin a long time ago, okay?"
Mrs. Qin's face was filled with disdain and arrogance.
Qin Wenjun looked at it and had an even more headache. His wife was still immersed in her dream of being the "richest man's wife", but he didn't know that the position of the richest man in Nancheng had been replaced a long time ago.
Not to mention the richest man, they have now become the first liability, a liability heavily in debt.
Qin Jiangyuan's hand was severely broken, and the operation lasted more than four hours before he could barely reattach it and was pushed out of the operating room.
After all, he is his own son, so it would be a lie to say he doesn't care.