1277 Don't You Think It's Already Too Late?
Jia Qiulian finally understood what they meant when they said Han Cihui should regain her face and reputation.
So they used this method to tell everyone that the misunderstanding was not her fault, but Han Cihui's. Like this, no one dared to say anything to her anymore.
Jia Qiulian's heart ached and she was moved that the Han Family used such a method to avenge her justice. Her heart also ached because of Han Cihui's face.
Sigh...
Don't mention how swollen it was.
Just by looking at it, she could tell how painful it was.
Jia Qiulian touched Han Cihui's cheek and gently asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!" Han Cihui laughed stupidly.
Jia Qiulian frowned. "But you said you were in so much pain when you came in."
"It really hurts!" Han Cihui was a straight man, so he had nothing to lie about. "But for you, I don't even feel the pain. On the contrary, I feel very happy!"
Jia Qiulian chuckled. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Old Madam Han and Zhang Xiuying looked at each other and smiled.
About ten minutes later, Jia Qiulian came out with two eggs and gave one to Han Cihui. "Put this hot egg on your face. It'll relieve the swelling."
"En!" Han Cihui rolled the egg on his left cheek and Jia Qiulian helped on his right cheek.
The couple looked at each other, feeling extremely blissful.
Liang Zixuan gently pulled the hem of Han Yuanjun's shirt, making him lean over her. She whispered in his ear, "Aren't you being a little too ruthless? Look at Cihui's face... It's really hard to watch."
Han Yuanjun smirked and chuckled. "How will he remember if I don't teach him a lesson now? A reminder for him not to try to cause trouble again and make us worry about him and his wife."
Old Madam Han looked at Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui, then at Han Yuanjun and Liang Zixuan. She showed a kind smile.
"Now that Qiulian is pregnant, we need to bring a few servants here to take care of their food and drink. They will also be responsible for helping Qiulian nourish her body. This time, Qiulian, you cannot refuse anymore!"
Jia Qiulian originally thought it was okay for her to do her job. At least for now, just for one month. But the Han Family was very strict. She had a grandson from the Han Family in her womb. If she just lived her life the way she wanted, the Han Family would definitely not agree.
Therefore, she obediently nodded her head. "Okay, thank you, grandmother."
"Thank me for what?" Old Madam Han looked at Jia Qiulian in annoyance. "You are very valuable to the Han Family now. We have to take good care of you."
As she said this, Old Madam Han looked at Han Yuanjun. "Jun, stop all the work that Cihui and Qiulian have been doing for a year and let them take care of their baby at home. Do not give Cihui any work, he needs to take good care of Qiulian at home."
Before Han Yuanjun could say anything, Jia Qiulian said anxiously, "Grandmother, I just took a job writing a script for a TV show. I'm almost halfway through, I have to finish writing it."
"That won't do!" Old Madam Han's dignified face hardened, "There are many screenwriters in the Han Group, they don't even need you to write. Leave the rest to other writers to finish the work."
Jia Qiulian didn't want to. She was the one who had written the book. She really wanted to write the script herself.
But Old Madam Han held the power in the Han Family. Even though Han Yuanjun was the patriarch and Liang Zixuan was the matriarch, they would never go against Old Madam Han's wishes.
Jia Qiulian did not dare to say anything. She could only keep her mouth shut.
Of course Han Cihui knew what Jia Qiulian was thinking. He held her hand and turned to Old Madam Han. "Grandmother, this script is the same as Qiulian's child. She has already written for ten episodes. This TV show only has twenty-four episodes. There are only fourteen episodes left. Doing this work will not affect her body."
Even Liang Zixuan, who had never disobeyed Old Madam Han, agreed with Han Cihui's words. "Yes, grandmother. Qiulian is used to being busy. If you suddenly give her some free time, she probably will not be used to it. When the time comes, she will be depressed. Instead of getting better, it would be bad for the child in her womb. It would be better to let her write slowly. If she had something to do every day, she would be in a good mood. It would be good not only for her body but also for her child."
Old Madam Han didn't expect Han Cihui and Liang Zixuan to defend Jia Qiulian. She sighed, "I only think about Qiulian's body. The first three months are a very important period."
Liang Zixuan smiled and said, "But writing a script isn't hard work. Qiulian just needs to sit down. As long as she doesn't sit for a long time, she can write and move around a bit. Besides, Qin Yu is still in the middle of filming. Compared to Qin Yu, Qiulian's work is nothing."
"What you said makes sense." Old Madam Han smiled helplessly, "I really can't outtalk you guys. You two have already said a lot, what more can I say?"
Hearing this, Jia Qiulian immediately smiled. "Thank you, grandmother!"
"This little mouth is so sweet!" Old Madam Han smiled sweetly. "As long as you're all happy, that's enough."
Jia Qiulian and Han Cihui's matter was finally settled. This made Liang Zixuan and Han Yuanjun breathe a sigh of relief.
Everyone left one by one. On the way home, Han Xiwang drove the car and occasionally glanced at Zhang Xiuying in the rearview mirror.
Zhang Xiuying couldn't help but be a little scared by his stare. She grumpily asked him, "Why do you keep looking at me like that?"
Han Xiwang pursed his lips and smiled cheerfully, "Because you look good!"
Zhang Xiuying's face flushed. She felt sweet in her heart, but she showed a contemptuous expression. "I'm old now, how can I still look good? This is nonsense!"
"What's wrong with this age? In my heart, you will always be eighteen!"
Han Xiwang looked at Zhang Xiuying seriously. He smiled until his lips formed a 'U' shape. "In my eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!"
Zhang Xiuying was taken aback. She had been with Han Xiwang for more than 30 years, but she had never realized that Han Xiwang was so good at praising people.
When did Han Xiwang wake up?
His EQ soared like a rocket. He was no longer a straightforward man who said whatever he wanted to say.
Zhang Xiuying looked at Han Xiwang in surprise, then turned back to the window and said sadly, "You are already too old and still saying such words? Don't you think it's already too late?"
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