Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband-Chapter 500 - 495: The Fool Picks a Fight

"Godmother, Brother Junzi is just waiting for the right moment. When the time comes, no one can stop it."

"I wonder when that moment will arrive. As parents, we’re all anxious for him. Look at you two, both fell in love freely, didn’t need your mom to worry too much, just brought them home directly."

True, she herself doesn’t need to say much. She’s been destined for Han Yi this life. Although her brother hasn’t had it easy, at least he has someone. They both admire each other. If it weren’t for the parental interference, they might have already been married by now.

...

Lin Yinghui hung up the phone, feeling uneasy about leaving Mu Qing alone in the hotel. He rode his bike with her to the guesthouse they were staying at. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

As they were nearing the destination, Lin Yinghui hid Mu Qing in a discreet spot, rode alone to the guesthouse front desk, and handed over the note Mu Qing had written in advance.

"Could you please give this note to the guest in room 206 on the second floor?"

"Oh, the guest from that room just hurriedly left. I’ll give it to her when she returns."

"Thank you."

After speaking, Lin Yinghui left immediately, rode back to Mu Qing’s side, and Mu Qing quickly asked, "How did it go?"

"The staff said your mom seems to have gone out and hasn’t returned yet."

Mu Qing suddenly became worried. She wondered where her mom had gone alone late at night.

Even though she resented them, they were still her parents. She didn’t want to worry, but the concern arose spontaneously in her heart.

"Don’t worry. I guess she went to see Wang Xiangyang. He suffered such a big loss; he surely wants to discuss something with your aunt."

Mu Qing nodded, realizing Lin Yinghui made sense, and cast a worried glance at the guesthouse door.

"If you’re worried, let’s wait here for a while until your aunt comes back; then we’ll leave."

"Okay... Ah Hui, am I being silly?"

"Qingqing, if you’re silly, then I’m even sillier."

After Lin Yinghui spoke, the two exchanged smiles.

Back in college, Mu Qing excelled in every aspect compared to Lin Yinghui—good relationships, smart with studies, capable at handling things. She had her little cleverness, always riding her uncle’s second-hand bike to school and then selling it cheaply to classmates, building her small savings.

It was him who first noticed this. When Lin Yinghui found out, Mu Qing also realized he knew about her bike business.

She even specifically called him out one day and threatened him not to tell anyone.

Who knows where her guts came from then, confidently believing Lin Yinghui wouldn’t reveal her secret.

From that point on, they slowly began to have interactions.

During the day, the weather was clear with sunshine; now, the night is cold. It looks like it’s going to snow or rain.

Lin Yinghui, worried about Mu Qing getting cold, quietly took off his thick cotton clothes and put them on her.

They didn’t wait too long before seeing Mu Qing’s mom walk into the guesthouse with a somber expression from afar.

No matter how she’s feeling now, as long as she’s safe, that’s what matters. Without much delay, the two rode back to the hotel.

No private hotel would care whether they’re a couple, nor demand them to book two rooms.

But Lin Yinghui still feared they might share a room and he wouldn’t be able to control himself at night. Sleeping next to someone you love might make most men lose their restraint.

Initially, Lin Yinghui booked two rooms, but Mu Qing sneaked in and canceled the other room.

"You’re staying with me tonight because you’re worried about me, right? If we sleep in separate rooms, if something happens in my room at night, you won’t know. What’s the point of staying with me then?"

"Qingqing, I’m afraid at night..."

"Afraid of what? We’ve already talked about getting married; it’s just a matter of time. Anyway, I’ll stick with you for life. You can’t regret it."

"Qingqing, I love you sticking with me for this life; I won’t regret it. But, there are certain boundaries we can’t cross. I have to be responsible for you."

Mu Qing didn’t argue with him, knowing he can be stubborn at times. Even with a beauty in his arms, he wouldn’t act rashly.

"You should sleep first," Lin Yinghui said as he walked into the room, fearing a repeat of the last time he lost control and did something unforgivable. He didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of Mu Qing.

So as soon as he entered the room, he went to the window, his back facing inside, and unwittingly held a cigarette between his fingers.

Mu Qing didn’t know what he was thinking at that time, but she didn’t give him a chance to escape, hugged him from behind, and very clearly felt the stiffness of his body. Mu Qing smiled slightly and said, "When did you learn to smoke?"

"I don’t smoke, just occasionally hand out a cigarette when I meet someone."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing immediately took back the unlit cigarette from his hand. "If you don’t smoke, don’t learn. I don’t like you smoking."

"I’ll listen to you." Lin Yinghui raised his hand to caress Mu Qing’s hand in front of his waist, unsure what to say. "You should go to sleep, I’ll stay here with you."

"Too cold, I can’t sleep. Stay with me."

"Qingqing..."

"Ah Hui, if you don’t want to touch me, I can help you."

"In that case, I think..."

"It’s only between us; what’s there to be embarrassed about? I’m not embarrassed. Ah Hui, I want you to hold me while we sleep," said Mu Qing, drawing him in and standing on tiptoe to kiss Lin Yinghui actively.

... The busy day begins. On the third day of the New Year, Liang Qian asked Lin Wan to call Lin Yinghui in the morning to bring Mu Qing back for a family meal.

Around ten in the morning, Lin Yinghui brought Mu Qing over. Upon entering the compound, they encountered Mei Lang Jun returning from his grandma’s house.

He drank too much there last night and ended up sleeping over.

Upon entering the compound, he immediately noticed a lady accompanying Lin Yinghui.

"Ah Hui, who’s this?"

"Brother, this is Mu Qing, my girlfriend. Qingqing, this is my brother, Mei Lang Jun."

"Hello, Brother Mei."

"Hello, Comrade Mu Qing," Mei Lang Jun replied, patting Lin Yinghui’s shoulder as he said, "You did well, better than me."

"Brother, you’re teasing me. We’re classmates."

"I envy you guys; you went to college during a good time. Back in my days, attending university was a distant dream, especially for us in the military. The schools were filled mostly with men and very few women. There’s simply no chance."

Mei Lang Jun’s words made them both slightly bashful, almost blushing.

The three of them laughed and walked towards the house together.

As they turned at a corner in the compound, a sudden voice interrupted their conversation.

"Mu Qing, stop right there!"

"Oh, it’s Brother Wang. What’s up?"

Wang Xiangyang, already full of anger, was further enraged by Mu Qing’s words. "What’s up? You tell me what’s up! Why did you leave quietly last night?"

"Last night, I ran into a friend. He had an urgent matter, and I didn’t even get a chance to explain; he just dragged me away. By the time I thought to return, Brother Wang was already gone. I’m really sorry. I was planning to visit you soon to explain." Mu Qing gestured at the two people beside her with her chin as she spoke.

Wang Xiangyang then noticed Mei Lang Jun. Wang Xiangyang knew Mei Lang Jun—he was renowned in the Central Military Region as a versatile soldier, well-known in the barracks.

"Colonel Mei," he greeted.

"Oh, Wang Xiangyang. How can I help you? Do you know Comrade Mu Qing?" Mei Lang Jun asked, his hands in his pockets, looking stern, lacking the friendliness from earlier.

"Ah, sort of. Actually, I just remembered I have something urgent. I won’t disturb you all, Colonel Mei; I’ll be heading off first," Wang Xiangyang said, despite living in the compound, feeling his status was nowhere near Mei Family’s, like comparing a watermelon to a sesame seed. There’s no comparison, nor could he dare.

He knew better than to mess with Mei Lang Jun.

Having wasted over two hundred yuan the previous night, although he wasn’t short of money, the thought of being played by a woman vexed him.

After sitting in the bar for a while last night, he grew angrier and rushed to the guesthouse to find Mu Qing, intending to vent his frustration on her. But she wasn’t there.

Unable to find her, Wang Xiangyang caught Mu Qing’s mom and scolded her. He expected someone to account for his lost money.

He was on his way out to seek Mu Qing, perhaps to reclaim his lost money from them, but unexpectedly encountered them here.

Never did he imagine Mu Qing would get involved with Mei Lang Jun. Truly, this woman had skills. Dang it, he’d have to accept his misfortune.

Watching Wang Xiangyang leave, Mu Qing quietly exhaled in relief, her hand being gently squeezed by Lin Yinghui to comfort her.

Seeing their expressions, Mei Lang Jun speculated on some matters and pulled Lin Yinghui aside to ask him discreetly, "Did your girlfriend mess with Wang Xiangyang?"