How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 210 - 212: Clench Your Fist and Go Up_1

Xue Sufen’s face couldn’t help but turn red. She had originally planned to exchange pleasantries with Li Qiao before casually complimenting the black suit from before, using that as an excuse to take a closer look at the design.

By then, Li Qiao would surely have opened the wardrobe to fetch it, and wouldn’t that reveal the interior of the wardrobe?

It wouldn’t be too late to question Li Qiao afterwards.

Who would have thought Cheng Shuqin would just open the cabinet herself?

Wasn’t this looking for trouble?

Grandfather already had a bellyful of complaints about her targeting Li Qiao. If he found out she brought Cheng Shuqin here to check Li Qiao’s wardrobe, she might really get kicked back to live with her parents.

How inconvenient would it be to commute back and forth every weekend?

She said somewhat unnaturally, "Yes, sorry about that. I didn’t expect Cheng Shuqin to do such a thing. Please forgive me, and don’t tell my grandfather by any means."

Li Qiao gave a cold laugh, "Heh." So you know fear.

Xue Sufen thought to herself, what does heh mean? Are you still going to tattle? She then turned angrily to Cheng Shuqin, "What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know manners? I’m not bringing you next time. You’ve done nothing but embarrass me!" She had to go home and push the blame onto Cheng Shuqin first.

Then, she would assure the elders once again that she would absolutely not associate with Cheng Shuqin anymore.

Otherwise, if Li Qiao complained, the elders probably wouldn’t allow her a chance to argue.

....

Only Li Qiao and Cheng Shuqin were left in the room, and Li Qiao was no longer polite, fists ready to fly.

Cheng Shuqin wanted to grab something to defend herself, but there was only a jar of face cream on Li Qiao’s dressing table, and it was too far away. She could only watch helplessly as the fist came towards her.

She tried to fight back, but her hair was grabbed.

She instinctively yelled out:

Help, help me.

Old Mrs. Qin had gone out to buy embroidery needles and thread. As she stepped into the courtyard and heard the cries for help, she didn’t have time to think and assumed that Qin Jin and Li Qiao were fighting.

She cursed inwardly:

"Damn boy! Dares to beat his wife, trying to rebel, huh?"

She tossed aside the needles and thread in her hand and picked up the broom from under the eaves, ready to go inside and sort out Qin Jin.

She saw Li Qiao dragging a girl out of the door and with a kick from behind, sent the person flying three meters away.

Cheng Shuqin ran with the momentum.

"Damn it, if you dare to cause trouble for my mother again, I’ll beat you till you’re looking for your teeth on the ground!" She dusted off her hands, then turned to face a stunned Old Mrs. Qin.

In that moment, Li Qiao felt both embarrassed and at a loss. The fierce appearance she had shown in front of her grandmother—wouldn’t that scare the old lady? She quickly reverted to a gentle demeanor, "Grandma, it was all a misunderstanding just now."

Old Mrs. Qin heaved a sigh of relief inwardly, relieved it wasn’t Jin who was hitting his wife. "I just came back, what misunderstanding could there be? Who’s that girl? Is she your classmate? She doesn’t walk properly, running and jumping like that, not worth associating with. But it’s still not right to curse at her. Don’t do it again next time, hmm?"

The girl who used to be so civilized is now calling herself "old mother."

This kid Jin needs a good beating!

Li Qiao pursed her lips and smiled. Did grandma not see clearly because she wasn’t wearing her reading glasses? She readily agreed, "Hmm. I won’t say it anymore."

She was too angry.

She wanted to hit Xue Sufen even more, but she didn’t dare to, nor was it appropriate to complain to the Xue family elders.

Just like grandma, she could scold Jin herself, but others saying it would make her see red.

....

After running back home, Xue Sufen hammered on Xue Lingqing’s door furiously. When he opened it, she narrated Cheng Shuqin’s behavior at Li Qiao’s house, "Uncle, I had nothing to do with opening the wardrobe. I’ll never associate with Cheng Shuqin again." She made sure to take a stance after speaking.

Xue Lingqing said, "There’s no need to panic, did Li Qiao want to hit you?" His gaze shifted, "Why didn’t Cheng Shuqin come back with you?" He moved towards the window.

Xue Sufen blocked him. "Uncle, what are you doing? You’re not going to peek at Li Qiao from here, are you?"

Xue Lingqing replied, "How do you know this spot has a view of her? Seems like you’ve done your share of peeping."

Xue Sufen: "..."

Xue Lingqing walked to the window, with Xue Sufen following.

The uncle and niece witnessed Old Mrs. Qin enter the courtyard to pick up the broom and Cheng Shuqin being kicked out of the house by Li Qiao, her hair in disarray.

Xue Sufen was shaken. "Li Qiao is too terrifying. Uncle, you must be careful when choosing a partner in the future. You absolutely cannot marry a girl like Li Qiao. She may be pretty, but she’s also good at hitting, and you don’t know how to defend yourself; you’ll only get beaten up."

Xue Lingqing chuckled, "Don’t change the subject! Cheng Shuqin is unlucky to have a friend like you, just fleeing when in danger. Shouldn’t you have faced the situation with Cheng Shuqin?"

Xue Sufen: "..." Is he really my uncle? Leaving her behind so she doesn’t get a beating? Can’t he think any good thoughts about me? "Tell me, if I get hit by Li Qiao, will you stand up for me?"

"I’ll add a kick," said Xue Lingqing as he opened the door, gesturing for her to leave.

Xue Sufen: "..."

As Xue Lingqing closed the door, he added, "If I were you, I’d throw Cheng Shuqin’s bicycle out right now to stop her from talking nonsense in front of your grandfather and dragging you into it. You might really get a beating this time."

Xue Sufen hurriedly did as told.

After being kicked out of the Qin family, Cheng Shuqin returned to the Xue Family and found the main gate locked, with her bicycle outside.

But there were still voices in the courtyard.

Was Xue Sufen clearly indicating she wanted nothing to do with her?

She’d deal with school tomorrow.

Pushing her bicycle, she left.

...

Li Qiao felt relieved after dealing with Cheng Shuqin.

Humming a tune, she covered up the extra seam on the pocket of Old Mrs. Qin’s padded jacket with an embroidered pattern and then handed it to her to cut.

Old Mrs. Qin examined it, even the layers of petals were drawn, and she could just embroider based on the shade of the colors.

Her daughter-in-law was so attentive.

It was then that Li Qiao handed Old Mrs. Qin the library entrance card from the school. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Old Mrs. Qin said, "I’ll go early tomorrow morning to grab a seat."

"There’s no need to go that early, it’s fine if you go after half-past nine," said Li Qiao.

"Okay."

While they were talking, Qin Jin came back, accompanied by Feng Kui and his wife Jin Daxue.

Li Qiao was surprised, what brought them here?

What was the purpose?

A round-trip train ticket would cost almost twenty bucks, right?

They really were willing to spend.

She moved stools for them and poured tea.

Feng Kui and Jin Daxue were quite restrained.

Sitting down properly.

Old Mrs. Qin had a thought, she could go back to her hometown with the young couple.

But then she dismissed the idea.

She had already promised to grab a seat for her daughter-in-law, and it wouldn’t look good for an elder to break their word and set a bad example for the younger generation. She smiled and asked, "How’s the crop back home?"

"This crop is pretty good," said Feng Kui.

Old Mrs. Qin: "Are you two here for fun or what?"

Feng Kui and Jin Daxue looked at Li Qiao, smiled, and said in unison, "For fun."

Li Qiao caught their glances, which seemed odd. If it was for fun, then why the looks? Were they worried she wouldn’t be hospitable? "Since it’s your first visit, you probably don’t know where to go. You might start by visiting our school. I happen to have no classes after half-past nine tomorrow."

"We passed by your school on our way here, took a quick look from a distance. The road was wide and long, couldn’t see the end of it. There were tall buildings inside too," Jin Daxue said. "In the future, I’d like for our child to study and go to university as well."

Feng Kui: "With our brains, how smart can the kid be?"

Jin Daxue: "Neither of Qiaoqiao’s parents were that exceptional. Qiaoqiao just started getting it together later, right Qiaoqiao?"

Li Qiao agreed.

Old Mrs. Qin didn’t agree, saying that what’s important for a child is to be nurtured.

She didn’t speak of how Qiaoqiao’s biological parents had raised her.

Take Jin, for example, his skill at identifying antiques was honed by her, leading him through the streets and alleys, visiting homes to treasure hunt.

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