"Just say whatever you want to say. It's not like you to be so hesitant."
Qi's mother was obviously a hot-tempered person and couldn't stand his procrastination.
“Wow!”
She didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly jumped up and ran to turn off the TV.
"Xiao Han, you wouldn't be... wouldn't you be able to steal someone's girlfriend?"
"Xiao Han, tell mom quickly, how did you manage to steal that girl's girlfriend? Was it smooth?"
Watching the drama with her were her daughter and her mother-in-law, Qi Muhan's sister and grandmother.
The two were a little angry because the TV was suddenly turned off. When they heard this, they hurriedly came to Qi's mother and pricked up their ears.
"Ahem, not yet."
Qi Muhan regretted making this call a little.
"No? How could there be no? It's been so long, and you haven't taken any action yet?"
Qi's mother's voice suddenly became much higher.
"I tell you, as long as you like her, no matter if she is married or not, you should fight for her seriously."
"If you have tried your best and the other person still doesn't like you, then there is nothing you can do but give up. But if you give up without even trying your best, then you are really being too unfair to yourself. Do you think mom is right?"
When his family said this before, Qi Muhan really didn't think anything of it.
But now, the situation is a little different.
He didn't know if it was because of the sudden change tonight or for some other reason, but he suddenly had some ideas in his mind.
“Ahem.”
Qi Muhan cleared his throat.
"Mom, I want to tell you that she doesn't seem to be very happy. Her husband seems to have..."
"Do I need to help her?"
We must help.
He is very clear about this.
But he was a little hesitant about how to help and to what extent.
"Not very happy?"
The three women of the Qi family almost jumped for joy.
Mother Qi slapped her thigh and said, "It's just right that you're not very happy, my silly son. Your chance has come. Take advantage of it, understand?"
Qi Muhan hesitated: "Is this... not a good idea?"
It feels a bit like villainy.
Old Madam Qi snatched the phone from her daughter-in-law and said in full force, "What's wrong with that? We are taking advantage of the opportunity, not the danger!"
"Besides, rescuing her from the fire is a good thing for her. You can't just watch a little girl get bullied, right?"
"And don't forget, it was your car that hit her and caused her to be like this. She's miserable enough. If she gets stimulated by something else, how can she bear it?"
"Your grandmother has a congenital heart disease. I know this best. You must make her fall in love with you before she knows the truth."
"In this way, her emotions will be transferred, and she won't be sad for those scumbags. Then naturally, she won't be stimulated, and her heart won't have problems. Do you understand?"
"I understand. I'm hanging up."
Qi Muhan was about to hang up the phone, but his mother interrupted him again: "Wait, son, you have to behave well, understand?"
"Opportunities are rare and will never come back. If you miss this store, you will never have that village again."
"Oh." Qi Muhan pursed his lips and hung up the phone.
"I haven't finished talking yet!"
Mother Qi looked at the phone screen with some reluctance.
Her daughter tugged at her sleeve and said, "Mom, this should be true, right?"