After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

The place where Luna lives is located in the southeast of the village. It is still a traditional stilt house, but its food, clothing, housing and transportation are unique.

When Bian Qiu arrived, he heard the sound of a woman crying from afar.

In front of a house, there were many maids, doctors, nannies, etc. That was Luna's room.

"Hello, is Aunt Luna there?"

Bian Qiu walked up and asked carefully to Luna's personal maid, Aunt Zhang.

"Ms. Bian Qiu, you should come back another day. Miss Luna is crying and in a bad mood right now. If you go in, you might get hurt by mistake."

Aunt Zhang advised kindly.

The people standing in front of their door were all trying to comfort Luna, but they ended up being completely frustrated. Now no one dared to get close.

"It's okay."

Bian Qiu knew Luna's temper well, so she continued walking forward with a smile, "I heard that Xiaobao was injured, so as his elder sister, I must come to visit him. Auntie is the best to me, and even if she is angry, she won't be angry with me."

"Alas, Miss Bian Qiu, you don't know. This time the matter is serious. There is a big hole in the young master's head. The doctor said it might affect his IQ. Luna is too anxious and has lost all her rationality. She is crying while holding the child and won't let anyone get close to her. It's useless for you to go in now."

"I see."

Bian Qiu opened his hand to stop Aunt Zhang from continuing, then took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the room.

"Who is it? Didn't you hear me tell you not to let anyone in? Get out!"

The spacious room was in a mess, with broken bottles and cans and toppled ornaments all over the floor. Unknown liquid was flowing all over the floor, sticking to the floor. Luna was sitting cross-legged on the bed, hugging her son, her face covered with tears.

"Aunt, it's me."

Bian Qiu tiptoed into the house, afraid of stepping on the soup, holding his breath, and moving in little by little.

"No matter who you are, you are here to harm my son. Get out of here, get out of here now!"

Luna, like a madman, picked up a teacup and smashed it at Bian Qiu's head.

"what!"

Bian Qiu was unable to dodge and was hit on the head. The teacup hit her forehead, leaving a big scar, and blood flowed down her face.

"my eyes!"

Bian Qiu instinctively covered his face with his hands, groaned softly in pain, and squatted down.

Luna used the faint light to look through the beaded curtain in front of the bed. After looking for a long time, she gradually regained some of her rationality. "Yes, is it Xiao Qiu?"

"Well, Aunt Luna, I heard that Xiaobao was injured, so I wanted to come and visit you. I really don't mean any harm. Don't you know that I am your favorite Xiaoqiu?"

Bian Qiu fumbled around for a tissue and gently covered the scratch on her brow bone, while staying rational, hoping to make Luna let down her guard against her.

Because she knew very well that if she didn't stop the woman from telling them before Luna told her father and Maka, Bai Jingxing and the others would be doomed.

So, although it was very painful when her face was hit by the teacup, it was nothing compared to the comfort from Bai Jingxing and the others.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoqiu, Auntie...I didn't mean it. I was just too angry and too scared!"

Luna also realized that her behavior was too extreme. She apologized to Bian Qiu with a choked voice, and at the same time complained like Xianglin Sao, "You also know how difficult it was for me to give birth to Xiaobao. Xiaobao is the life of Maca and me. We usually don't even dare to raise our voices to him, and we have never hit him. But today he was pinned to the ground and beaten. There is such a long cut on his head. The doctor said that if it is not treated properly, it will get infected, tetanus or something, and bacteria and viruses will invade his brain and make him a fool."

"Wow, wow, wow, I only have this one child, and it's not easy to raise him to this age. If he turns out to be a fool, I won't be able to live. Maka won't let me live either. He'll blame me for not raising the child well, and he'll shoot me!"

Luna's crying voice showed both her heartache for her child and her fear for Maca.

In a sense, Maka is a more ruthless person than Bian Jiang, because he holds the armed forces of the entire village in his hands. His expression can decide the life and death of everyone in the village.

Although she is Bian Jiang's biological sister and Maka's wife, she will also suffer if she touches Maka's bottom line.

This is also the reason why, after her son was injured, even though she was so panicked and helpless, she did not tell Maka immediately.

"Don't be afraid. Uncle Maka is somewhere else now. He doesn't know what happened in the village. As long as we handle it well, he won't know that Xiaobao is injured."

Bian Qiu walked forward while speaking, then he opened the beaded curtain, looked at Luna who was sitting on the bed in a panic and said, "With me by your side, this matter can be easily handled."

"How can you help me deal with it?"

Luna raised her head and looked at Bian Qiu with doubt.

At this moment, her son had actually fallen asleep with thick gauze wrapped around his head. The situation looked really serious. No wonder Luna was so panicked.

When people are particularly panicked, they will develop a self-protection mechanism, isolating themselves and excluding themselves from contact with the outside world in order to protect their own safety.

Luna is in this state of mind now. After the doctor bandaged her son's wound, she drove everyone away like crazy, and hid in the bed alone holding her child, not letting anyone approach her.

After making a fuss for most of the day, the child fell asleep, but she was still in deep worry, not knowing what to do.

Bian Qiu's sudden coming in brought her pressure at first, but gradually made her feel dependent on him.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoqiu, I hurt you. There are some iodine gauze and other things next to you. Why don't you treat your wound first?"

Luna tried hard to stay rational and wanted Bian Qiu to take care of his wounds before talking to her in detail.

After all, her son is her treasure, and Bian Qiu is also her brother's treasure. If Bian Jiang finds out that his daughter was injured by her, he probably won't let her go easily.

"Don't worry about my aunt, it's just a small scratch."

Bian Qiu sat next to the dressing mirror, treating his wound with iodine and gauze. "This kind of wound will heal within three days. I don't care about it at all. I believe Xiaobao's wound is the same. It's not as scary as you think. Don't scare yourself. Just pretend it never happened and let it go!"