I Made a Fortune by Marrying a Sick Girl!

Chapter 86 A Letter of Peace

"Second sister-in-law, this is a secret between my sister and I. Please don't pry."

Song Xiu finally returned to her former self, the crazy look on her face disappeared, and she quickly opened her mouth to cover it up.

As long as Qin Chi is really dead!

Just thinking about it made her excited.

But these can only be hidden in the heart and cannot be preached externally. Otherwise, if word gets out that she is looking forward to Qin Chi's death, will she still have a foothold in the Qin family?

Song Xiu subconsciously looked at Song Jin.

But she happened to catch Song Jin's calm and mocking eyes, as if she was a big joke.

Song Xiu, who understood the meaning in her eyes, instantly became angry.

The man is dead, but he still dares to laugh at her?

Song Xiu had been waiting for so long just to see Song Jin's collapse and despair after Qin Chi's death. As long as she didn't see it for a day, she would not give up and would always stare at Song Jin.

Mr. Liu looked at Song Jin and then at Song embroidery.

There was obviously gossip, but she didn't know it, and her heart felt itchy, like a cat scratching.

Then Song Xiu added: "Second sister-in-law, I want to talk to my sister alone."

"Okay, I'm going out first."

For Song Jin's sake, Xiao Liu reluctantly went out and closed the door for the two of them.

Song Xiu glanced at the door and saw that Mr. Liu had really left, so she stopped pretending and gloated: "Tsk, tsk, sister, you should recognize the reality as soon as possible. There is no resurrection after death."

"You're just talking nonsense like this when you come to me?"

Song Jin should have guessed that Song Xiu would not give up until he could reach the Yellow River.

If he wanted her to wake up completely, Qin Chi would probably be the only one to show up.

"My sister just wants to comfort my sister. After all, my sister will have to..."

Song Xiu's mocking words suddenly stopped.

Because Song Xiu was standing facing the door, it was not difficult to catch a glimpse of the tall figure appearing at the door. In just an instant, the sharp and domineering look on his face suddenly turned into a pitiful one, and he said in an aggrieved voice:

"Sister, I'm just worried about you. How could you misunderstand me?"

Song Jin once again saw how quickly Song Xiu changed his face.

Faster than turning the pages of a book!

At the same time, Song Jin also smelled a conspiracy.

Sure enough, there was movement from the door behind him.

"Squeak."

The ajar door was pushed open.

Qin Mingsong appeared outside the door, and his cold eyes fell first on Song Jin's face, and then on Song Xiu.

"Husband!"

Song Xiu's baby swallow threw herself into Qin Mingsong's arms like she had thrown herself into the forest, and called her husband in a sweet voice.

For some men of certain social status, their wives would call their husbands "husband". Song Xiu obviously did this on purpose.

In Song Xiu's heart, Song Jin's statement that she didn't like Qin Mingsong was a deliberate lie. Song Jin wanted to see with her own eyes that she was Qin Mingsong's wife in this life.

Song Jin must be jealous of her at this time.

Thinking that Song Jin was jealous of him, Song Xiu felt happy, even happier than seeing Qin Mingsong.

Song Jin was also glad that he didn't know what Song Xiu was thinking.

Otherwise, she would reconsider whether to leave Song Xiu to disgust Qin Mingsong and Bai Cuiwei.

"Da Song, as Xiu'er's sister, how can you stand by and watch her suffer?"

Qin Mingsong calmly asked Song Jin.

Song Jin's eyes sneered, "The crimes Xiu'er suffered are all related to your own mother. If my uncle really wants to seek justice for her, he should go to the main room now instead of questioning my niece-in-law."

I don’t know what it means!

He dared not but had the nerve to question the juniors about disobeying his elders?

Who gave him face?

Song Jin didn't even turn his eyes away from the two of them before stepping past them and stepping out of the room. If it wasn't for the sake of a better reputation, she wouldn't be happy to come here at all.

Song Jin, who was looking past the two of them, did not see the cold and gloomy look in Qin Mingsong's eyes.

Does anyone in this family dare to question him?

Maybe he sensed that Qin Mingsong's mood was wrong.

Song Xiu pretended to be scared and shrank into his arms. "Husband, I'm scared, wuwu, luckily you're back, everyone doesn't like me, everyone likes my sister..."

"It doesn't matter, you still have me."

Qin Mingsong likes the feeling of being relied on and needed, as if he is her god.

Song Jin, who walked out of the door, happened to listen to what the two said.

This Song Xiu knows how to apply eye drops.

But, does Song Jin care?

Song Jin didn't care what Qin Mingsong thought of her.

Only Song Xiu thought that Song Jin's feelings for Qin Mingsong were still lingering, and she thought she was showing off her affection, deliberately saying these words when Song Jin just stepped out of the door.

Song Jin didn't want to hear anything the two of them said next and went straight back to the house.

Slowly walked to the big bookshelf.

Qin Chi's safety letter was taken out from a grid.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Song Xiu suddenly fell into a coma, and the family was in chaos for a while. She had not read the letter yet, but Song Xiu had such a big reaction, so the letter was probably true.

Open the letter gently.

There are only a few sentences above.

Song Jin stared at the words above, thoughtfully.

It was confirmed that it was Qin Chi's handwriting, but the handwriting was a little frivolous and showed a lack of wrist strength.

Song Jin touched the letter paper carefully and smelled the ink. It was Hui ink and Chengxintang paper, which revealed a lot of information.

Qin Chi did not necessarily go to Huangshan.

Even if you go to Huangshan, it is not just for fun.

Judging from the number of words, the person may be injured or seriously ill, or weak and weak. When it comes to returning home in another ten days, 80% of the time the person will be in a serious condition.

Qin Chi never expected this.

With just one letter, Song Jin could guess so many things, and his guesses were pretty accurate.

Song Jin didn't see anything more from the letter and turned to look at the envelope.

This letter is unremarkable.

It can be seen outside at any time.

The letter paper is made of Chengxintang paper, but the envelope is ordinary. I wonder if this is intentional.

The secrets in Qin Chi seemed to be revealed at any time, but Song Jin did not dwell on it anymore, folded the letter again, and put it back in its original position.

Qin Mingsong is at home.

Song Xiu became a docile and well-behaved little daughter-in-law again, so she had no time to trouble Song Jin.

She followed Qin Mingsong all day long, looking very affectionate. She no longer did the housework that belonged to her in the past, and it all fell on Xiao Liu and Lin.

Only old Liu in the Qin family dared to let Song Xiu work.

Now Mr. Liu is lying on the bed.

Xiao Liu came close to Song Jin and whispered: "Look at the appearance of the four younger brothers and sisters, are they normal? My father-in-law is right to ask my uncle to go home. If he is completely crazy, it will be difficult to cure." "

What's the meaning?

Song Jin was confused for a moment and looked at Xiao Liu with questioning eyes, "What can't be cured?"

"Oh, have you forgotten that the fourth brother and sister are overly sentimental?"

Xiao Liu peeked at the two slimy people not far away.

The corner of Song Jin's mouth twitched, "Earlier you said she was possessed by evil spirits?"

"I just said it casually, but my mother believed it."

Xiao Liu looked around guiltily, then whispered into Song Jin's ear, "But then I saw her several times, and she was almost stunned. The old blind man also said it was true when he came. It should be true."

Song Jin didn't want to expose Xiao Liu anymore.

This guy loves to make trouble, and he doesn't care about anyone, big or small.

(End of chapter)