How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 191 - 193: Over-praise_1

"So, you’re still planning to skip grades? Can you make it?" Old Mrs. Qin slowly released her grasp on Qin Jin’s ear.

"I am confident," said Li Qiao.

Old Mrs. Qin laughed, her daughter-in-law was indeed commendable.

Qin Jin rubbed his sore ear, feeling more wronged than Dou E! "It’s killing me, if it were winter, my ear would have definitely fallen off."

Old Mrs. Qin regretted it, how could she forget that Jiang Wanqiu used to love tattling. Her granddaughter must have inherited it. "I was deceived." Next time, she must keep her cool and listen to how the child justifies himself before deciding whether to take action.

Li Qiao felt sorry for him, his ear was all red; she tilted her head to blow on it, as if blowing could somehow magically ease the pain.

He took advantage of the situation to lean towards her.

He cheekily pressed his face against Li Qiao’s lips, who covered her mouth and playfully punched him with her fist.

Taking advantage of her like that!

Xue Sufen watched the two of them teasing each other and felt extremely uncomfortable, turning her head to go downstairs.

Old Mr. Xue said, "Your Old Mrs. Qin has known our family for decades. Now that you’ve reconnected, and you live nearby, why don’t you go and invite them over for a meal?"

"They may not come," Xue Sufen was reluctant to go.

If Li Qiao knew that she had taken the initiative to become pen pals with her boyfriend, wouldn’t she be the laughing stock?

"If I tell you to go, you go!" commanded Old Mr. Xue.

With no choice, Xue Sufen walked to the door then suddenly clutched her stomach, crying out in pain, and ran to the bathroom to hide.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Xue shook his head helplessly and decided to visit them himself. Upon reaching the destination, he stood at the entrance looking into the courtyard. Tied under the eaves was a large dog, barking incessantly.

Li Qiao called out, "Dahuang."

The dog instantly stopped barking and wagged its tail, showing affection towards her.

Li Qiao was about to greet Old Mr. Xue at the door,

when she heard Old Mrs. Qin say, "Xue, how come you’re here?" She moved a stool under the eaves, "Come in and sit."

Old Mr. Xue smiled, "I wanted to invite you to our house for a meal."

"That’s kind of you, but there’s no need," Old Mrs. Qin declined, unwilling to visit after hearing Jiang Wanqiu flaunting pompously.

Old Mr. Xue looked at Li Qiao, "Our youngest son is your teacher, right? He often talks about you at home, saying you’re smart and diligent in your studies."

Li Qiao, having first heard her grandmother address the elder as Xue, and now learning from him that his son was her teacher, immediately understood that the man before her was Xue Sufen’s grandfather, Professor Xue’s father. So, it turned out that her grandmother knew not just Xue Sufen’s grandma, but Xue Sufen’s grandfather as well.

She replied with a smile, "Hello, Sir Xue, Professor Xue is too kind. I am not that smart." There were many brilliant minds in her class.

Take English for example, the classmates who couldn’t understand the lectures at the beginning of the school year can now communicate with the teacher with no barriers.

Even Ma Hongxiang, after completing an entire workbook, improved significantly.

Therefore, she never dared to let up, spending every free moment in the library. Professor Xue, who was busy writing papers, often saw her there; in his eyes, wasn’t that being diligent?

Old Mrs. Qin was quite surprised.

Jiang Wanqiu’s son turned out to be her granddaughter-in-law’s teacher.

She had to admit, Jiang Wanqiu was fortunate.

Not only did she have a house full of offspring, but each one was promising.

"You’re being modest," Old Mr. Xue shifted his gaze to Qin Jin.

Qin Jin immediately greeted, "Hello, Sir Xue, do you smoke?" He reached into his pocket, ready to offer a cigarette.

"Get away from here!" scolded Old Mrs. Qin.

Qin Jin glanced carefully at Old Mrs. Qin and obediently moved to the side.

"The boy has grown up well and matches Qiaoqiao nicely," Old Mr. Xue affectionately called Li Qiao "Qiaoqiao."

After a series of gloomy accumulations from Jiang Wanqiu dissipated significantly because of Old Mr. Xue’s words, Old Mrs. Qin’s face softened with a smile, and she was willing to chat idly with him.

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Jiang Wanqiu rushed to the school anxiously, inquiring her way to the library entrance.

At that moment, Xue Lingqing came out, surprised, "Mom, what brings you here?"

"I..." Jiang Wanqiu suddenly calmed down. Her youngest son was as stubborn as Old Xue.

Set in his ways.

If he really had been charmed by Li Qiao, confronting him directly would cause him to deny it and he would resent her for speculating about his feelings.

She couldn’t rush this; it had to be discussed carefully.

After pondering for a moment, she chose her words: "I only found out today that Li Qiao’s in-laws are old acquaintances of our hometown."

Xue Lingqing was taken aback, but moments later his expression returned to normal. "Is that related to me? Why did you specifically come to tell me this?"

Jiang Wanqiu choked, but quickly came up with an excuse: "Every year during the Qingming Festival when we return to our ancestral home for the tomb-sweeping, don’t we always pass a large estate? You even asked me who it belonged to."

Xue Lingqing followed her lead: "Is it Li Qiao’s in-laws’ estate?"

"Right, their grandson is Li Qiao’s partner. His family background isn’t very good. Sufen said you often give Li Qiao advice, so I came specifically to remind you to keep your distance from her in the future." Jiang Wanqiu managed to justify herself, and then added, "Going home?"

"Yes." Xue Lingqing drove Jiang Wanqiu home.

Upon entering the house and not seeing Sir Xue, Jiang Wanqiu asked Xue Sufen, who was watching TV, "Where’s grandfather?"

"He went to Li Qiao’s house."

Jiang Wanqiu cursed inwardly, that old fool! Even as Ruan Xiangjun has aged so, he still managed to be lured away. She prepared to go there and make Ruan Xiangjun feel disgusted. "Third brother, come with me."

"I just remembered that I have some matters to take care of." Xue Lingqing went upstairs, entered his room, closed the door, and approached the window, looking in the direction of Li Qiao’s house.

He didn’t see her.

His father and an old lady in her sixties were sitting face-to-face in the yard, at quite a distance from each other, presumably catching up on old times.

Just as he was about to turn away.

A tall, young man walked out of the house.

He wore a long-sleeved white shirt, blue trousers, white shoes, and even from afar, one could see that the other party was handsome and possessed remarkable temperament, as well as exuding vibrant youthfulness. He immediately recognized the man as the pen pal Sufen had actively tried to befriend earlier.

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He sighed deeply, moved away from the window, and sat in front of his desk.

On the desk lay Li Qiao’s thesis.

He threw it away forcefully, only to pick it up again a minute later.

Li Qiao wasn’t to blame.

It was he who, as a teacher vested with the duty to impart knowledge, had unseemly thoughts about a student much younger than himself, which was not only inappropriate but also unethical.

He reviewed her thesis earnestly.

It was really well written; the analysis and points were clear and concise.

He circled the parts that were not rigorous and wrote down his suggestions.

There was a knock on the door; only then did he look up.

"Uncle, dinner is ready."

"Got it." Xue Lingqing closed the thesis and went downstairs.

The house was very quiet, with both parents sitting on opposite sides, eating with stern faces.

Had they argued again?

Jiang Wanqiu couldn’t contain her impatience: "Third brother, when are you planning to find someone and get married? I’ll move in with you when you do, your dad can go live with your brother and sister-in-law."

"Just stay put here." Xue Lingqing replied.

"What do you mean by that? You don’t want me?" Jiang Wanqiu’s heart sank.

Xue Lingqing: "I haven’t thought about marriage for the time being." Living alone isn’t so bad actually; there’s no need to put effort into making another person happy, no arguments.

He could spend his wages on whatever he wanted.

Unlike his father, who handed over his earnings, surrendered his pension after retirement.

Can’t even afford a piece of candy.

The thought was frightening.

He wondered if Li Qiao would expect her partner’s salary.

Did that young man even have a salary?

Whether he did or didn’t, it had nothing to do with him.

He tried hard to banish Li Qiao’s shadow from his mind.

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