How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 200 - 202: Discovering Another Virtue of His_1

As soon as she entered the door, she burst out with excitement, "Grandma, has Qiaoqiao come back yet? There are lion dances in the street outside." At that moment, Li Qiao came out from inside. He continued, "Shall we join the fun?"

Li Qiao was inclined to go, but she was too tired and sleepy at the moment and just wanted to eat and go to bed. "Maybe next time." She quickly changed the subject, "The doll in the house, it’s the one you bought, right? Its eyeballs can even move; it scared me out of my wits all of a sudden."

Qin Jin said, "I thought you would like it. If it scares you, put it in Grandma’s room."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "..."

Li Qiao chuckled and said, "Don’t scare Grandma again."

Old Mrs. Qin’s mood eased, still a dutiful granddaughter-in-law, girls are indeed more considerate than boys.

The preserved vegetable pork belly was rich but not greasy, and Li Qiao ate two large steamed buns with it, feeling uncomfortably full.

After reading and replying to the letters from Ma Ling and the sent-down youth, she still couldn’t sleep.

She pulled Qin Jin for a walk to aid digestion. They made their way to the spot where he had mentioned the lion dance, only to find no one there. Disappointed, they returned home and encountered Jiang Wanqiu and Xue Sufen on their way.

"Hello, Madam Xue," Li Qiao and Qin Jin greeted her at the same time.

Jiang Wanqiu responded with indifference. She was aware that today was the school’s sports day and had specifically asked about Li Qiao’s performance after Sufen came back, who had won three first places.

Two of which were just ahead of Sufen.

In her youth, she had always been overshadowed by Ruan Xiangjun, and now in her old age, her granddaughter was being outdone by Ruan Xiangjun’s granddaughter-in-law. The thought suffocated her.

"Madam Xue, we’ll be going now," Li Qiao said.

Jiang Wanqiu gave another noncommittal hmm.

Xue Sufen couldn’t avoid the encounter and faced Qin Jin with apprehension, but he kept his eyes down and didn’t look at her, walking away with Li Qiao.

Did he also feel awkward?

Li Qiao hadn’t noticed Xue Sufen’s unusual expression when facing Qin Jin and continued chatting with Qin Jin, going home to wash up and sleep.

...

The following two days, Li Qiao went about her routine, attending classes and revising her thesis in the library.

On Thursday afternoon, Qin Jin brought over some photographs and a witness testimony.

The handwriting was Qin Jin’s, with two signatures and thumbprints of the hooligans at the bottom.

Two of the photos captured Cheng Shuqin’s face clearly. The hooligans, though only appearing from the back and side, could be immediately identified.

Li Qiao examined Qin Jin’s handwriting, neat and bold, even nicer than her own writing. It didn’t seem like this before. "You have good handwriting," she said.

"I’ve been practicing," Qin Jin replied. He had been secretly practicing for half a year already; he might not be as cultured as his wife, but at least his handwriting should surpass her, right?

Li Qiao tilted her head and smiled, discovering yet another one of his strengths.

How many more surprises did he have that she didn’t know about?

After parting with Qin Jin, she took the witness testimony to Xue Lingqing’s office. Xue Lingqing handed her an early prepared letter of proof, "Hand this to your homeroom teacher together with that. He’ll take care of it."

Li Qiao agreed, but after leaving, she tucked Xue Lingqing’s letter away quietly. As much as she appreciated another person’s testimony, she was worried about handing it in, fearing that Cheng Shuqin, driven by desperation, might shift the focus to why she and Professor Xue coincidentally met that evening.

If word got out, they were sure to face criticism.

She had heard a terrifying story about neighborhood rumors leading to death at the police station before from Ma Ling.

About ten years ago, involving a male teacher and a female student.

The student lived in the countryside and had been admitted to a technical secondary school and decided to bring local products to thank her teacher.

It started raining as she was about to leave, and the teacher’s mother asked her to stay the night. But the following day when she went home, she was spotted by a nosy neighbor, who spread rumors everywhere, twisting them into inappropriate male-female relations. The gossip reached the school, and eventually, the teacher lost his job and his family couldn’t withstand the neighbors’ pointing fingers and moved away.

When the villagers in the girl’s village learned about it, they ridiculed her even more sharply, and she couldn’t bear it and chose to end her life.

The nosy neighbor still insisted that the two must have been up to no good.

Why else would you lose your job? Why move away? Why did the girl take her own life?

Isn’t it because she felt guilty and ashamed?

It’s utterly shameful, but luckily, that old aunt also met a bad end, drowning in a public toilet one night when she got up to pee.

.....

Li Qiao, holding a promissory note drawn up by two thugs and a photo of Cheng Shuqin together with the two men, found their homeroom teacher, Mr. Che.

She detailed the events of that day.

Mr. Che couldn’t believe Cheng Shuqin would do such a thing, but the evidence was there, and he had to deal with it. However, he was very curious, "How did you get this evidence?"

Li Qiao: "It’s a long story." Since she didn’t know when Cheng Shuqin would show up, Qin Jin had prepared to keep watch this week and continue if necessary into the next. Little did she expect to succeed on the first try.

Mr. Che: "Then let’s not talk about that. You go back first; I’ll handle this matter."

After Li Qiao left, Mr. Che instructed the counselor to call Cheng Shuqin into the office.

"What were you doing the weekend before last?"

Cheng Shuqin was puzzled and thought for a moment before replying, "I was visiting relatives, what’s the matter?"

"Is that so? Li Qiao said you hired men to molest her and even brought proof." Mr. Che started by showing her the testimonies with the thugs’ fingerprints.

Cheng Shuqin took a close look, her heart pounding with panic as she immediately denied it, "Li Qiao is definitely framing me for no reason; how could I possibly know any thugs?"

Mr. Che’s expression changed slightly, originally intending to give his student a chance, but she was denying it more adamantly than a duck. "Are you sure you don’t know them?"

Cheng Shuqin became nervous; could there be other evidence?

Who could prove it?

Passersby at night certainly couldn’t.

Was the teacher bluffing her?

Thinking this, she steeled her heart and insisted, "I don’t know them."

Mr. Che laid out the photos: "How do you explain this?"

Cheng Shuqin’s legs went weak. She could never have anticipated that Li Qiao would have obtained photos of her with those thugs, and she found herself at a loss for words: "I, I....."

Mr. Che slammed the table and said sternly, "Won’t you admit it yet?"

Cheng Shuqin’s tears fell: "I...I..." She stammered through her account of the events and told the teacher she would immediately apologize to Li Qiao and begged for a lenient punishment.

That damned Li Qiao, setting her up without saying a word to trap her!

Mr. Che’s nostrils flared with anger: "If it weren’t for the evidence, would you have admitted it?" She was dishonest at heart.

What harm could such a student do to society once outside?

Especially one with intelligence and an education.

He ordered Cheng Shuqin to apologize to Li Qiao in person and to write a self-criticism report, which he would record in her file.

Only then did Cheng Shuqin begin to show remorse, weeping and sobbing, "Mr. Che, any punishment will do, just please don’t put it in my file, okay?" If her file was tarnished, which unit would accept her after graduation?

Mr. Che spoke coldly: "How much better it would have been if you had admitted it at the start? That I haven’t expelled you is already a mercy. Now leave!" Using thugs to hurt a classmate, denying and then counter-accusing others of framing her, such a student must not be treated leniently.

"Wuuuu...." Cheng Shuqin cried, gasping for breath, and staggered out.

.....

Cheng Shuqin returned to the dormitory, where all her roommates were present, and Li Qiao was leisurely lying on the bed reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

She sniffled, gathered her courage, and said to Li Qiao, "Li Qiao, I have something to say to you."

Xue Sufen heard the nasal quality in Cheng Shuqin’s voice, glanced over subconsciously, and saw her red eyes. Had she been crying?