How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s
Chapter 265 - 267: She Must Report_1

Chapter 265: Chapter 267: She Must Report_1

Jiang Wanqiu said, "Our performance will definitely be the best because Sufen is playing a famous piece composed by a renowned musician."

"Who hasn’t heard her play the flute? For all you know, people might think she composed it herself, which is terribly unpleasant to listen to, not even close to one of my wife’s fingers," Qin Jin retorted without holding back.

"You!" Xue Sufen fumed, "You uncultured brute! You just don’t appreciate it."

Li Qiao retorted angrily, "You’re the brute."

Xue Sufen: "Isn’t it true? I’m not just criticizing him—for someone with no culture or education like him, he’s doomed to be a loser all his life."

Qin Jin rolled up his sleeves. Even if she was Sir Xue’s granddaughter, he would fight her today!

Jiang Wanqiu added fuel to the fire, "What? You want to hit someone? Try it and see if your grandma doesn’t take a strip off you."

Qin Jin was most annoyed when others used Old Mrs. Qin to threaten him, and even his nominal father-in-law would not be spared. He clenched his fists, as if they were about to smash into Xue Sufen’s face at any second.

Li Qiao hurriedly embraced him, "Don’t be rash!" She scolded Xue Sufen, "Don’t you look down on people. Being young is an asset. Jin’s life is just beginning, and the future holds endless possibilities."

Xue Sufen said disdainfully, "What potential does someone like him have? I can see what he’ll be like when he’s old already today."

Li Qiao took a deep breath, furious. "What’s it to you? I’ll make sure to see how accomplished you turn out to be in the future."

"I can’t be bothered to talk to you, I’ll definitely achieve more than you!" Xue Sufen said with utmost confidence, her background ensured she wouldn’t end up a nobody.

Although she felt defeated by Li Qiao now, she believed that Li Qiao wouldn’t climb the career ladder as quickly as she would in the future.

Feeling victorious in the war of words, she walked away proudly, arm in arm with Jiang Wanqiu.

The dog, as if knowing its owner had been wronged, barked at Xue Sufen and Jiang Wanqiu.

After the two had left.

Qin Jin gritted his teeth, "I really want to give that woman a kick."

Li Qiao quickly said, "You can’t do that. Sir Xue has been so good to us, if you hit Sufen, how are our families going to get along in the future?"

Qin Jin felt extremely wronged and silently swore to himself to make something of his life so that all those who looked down on him wouldn’t even have the qualifications to see him. Facing the excellent Li Qiao and having recently failed in his business, he felt very insecure: "Am I really useless?" He was already twenty and still getting duped like when he was fifteen.

There was no progress at all.

"Don’t ever think that. In my eyes, you are better than any other man. Even if you remain an accountant your whole life, I’d still think you are accomplished. Just by doing housework and cooking alone, you’ve already surpassed ninety-nine percent of the men in the world."

Qin Jin couldn’t help but smile at the compliment.

Noticing the change in his expression, Li Qiao tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Let’s practice it two more times and then go home to sleep." She emphasized the word ’sleep’ heavily.

Any displeasure in Qin Jin’s heart was swept away, and he smiled knowingly, "Okay."

"....."

.....

After practicing, the two of them returned home, and it was already dark.

Old Mrs. Qin had finished making the clothes and called them to try them on.

Li Qiao took off her coat and trousers, put on each piece of the clothing, and tightened the belt; each item fit perfectly.

The costume with a white base and red trim accentuated her slender figure, and with her skirt hem just brushing the floor, her movements were especially graceful.

Old Mrs. Qin said, "It looks quite nice." Her gaze shifted to Li Qiao’s feet, "The shoes don’t match at all though. Embroidered shoes would be perfect, but it’s too late to make them now."

Li Qiao took out a pair of white soft-soled shoes from the box, "I bought these, eighty cents a pair; these are Jin’s." She took out a pair of black thousand-layer cloth shoes that had been cleaned, "His will just have to do for now."

Qin Jin had also changed his clothes, and Li Qiao stared, transfixed.

The young man was dressed in black, his figure dashing.

His dark eyes sparkled, and he looked spirited and bold.

She raised both hands to her chest, clutching her fists, and exclaimed excitedly, "So cool, so cool!"

Qin Jin was somewhat skeptical, "These clothes make me look like a woman, how is that cool?" It was her beauty that was remarkable, like the great beauties described in books.

Shoulders carved as if from jade, waist slender as if cinched.

If she fixed her hair, she would truly resemble a fairy descended to earth.

Li Qiao: "Very proper, very manly."

Old Mrs. Qin nodded repeatedly, "Not bad." The saying ’Clothes make the man and the saddle makes the horse’ is definitely true.

It’s just a pity that we’re short on time; otherwise, embroidering the hem would make the outfit look much more exquisite.

She raised her hand to rub her shoulders. "I’m tired, I need to sleep early, you all should rest soon too."

"Mhm." Li Qiao and Qin Jin replied in unison, with the latter waiting for Old Mrs. Qin to leave before closing the door. "You promised, don’t back out now."

Li Qiao immediately understood his meaning, cleared her throat, and lowered her head with a soft "mhm," whispering, "I need to take a shower first; you should clean yourself well too."

"What a hassle, and don’t wash your hair," Qin Jin instructed. If she washed her hair, that would be an extra ten minutes.

Li Qiao: "Got it."

While Li Qiao was washing up, Qin Jin pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, took out a book, and flipped through it by the bed. When Li Qiao came back, it was his turn to go out, and he came back into the room in less than two minutes.

Li Qiao: "That was fast, ready?"

"Ready? I scrubbed myself from head to toe, inside and out."

Li Qiao glanced at the corner of her mouth, and Qin Jin reached out to turn off the lights.....

....

On Saturday afternoon.

Li Qiao borrowed a cassette player from the school to rehearse with Qin Jin to the rhythm of the music.

When Xue Sufen was drawing the curtains, she caught sight of Qin Jin and Li Qiao practicing sword dance in the Qin family courtyard.

The movements that had been slow and awkward the night before were now as smooth as flowing water.

The two held swords, starting off sparring, then gradually synchronizing their movements, showing great understanding.

Li Qiao indeed had some skills.

Can outsiders attend the school celebration?

Without Qin Jin’s cooperation, Li Qiao’s performance would lack its soul, wouldn’t it? She had to report this!

Just as she stepped out of the yard, she ran into Xue Lingqing. She said, "Uncle, let me tell you something; you know we have the school celebration, right? Li Qiao..." As she spoke, she pulled Xue Lingqing by the sleeve and led him into the house and upstairs.

Xue Lingqing shook off her hand, "This has nothing to do with me."

"You’re a teacher, and if a student is trying to gain an unfair advantage, you should criticize them."

"She’s not my student anymore."

"Once a teacher, always a teacher. You need to take care of this." Xue Sufen dragged him into the bedroom and over to the window.

Qin Jin and Li Qiao had already finished practicing. They were sitting side by side under the eaves, with Qin Jin holding a book and Li Qiao leaning on his shoulder, their adjacent hands intertwined.

Xue Lingqing felt a pang in his heart at the sight and didn’t want to linger for even a second, saying coldly, "Did you specifically call me here to watch them be all lovey-dovey?"

Xue Sufen: "....I clearly said, it’s about Qin Jin as a societal member getting involved in the school celebration."

"The school didn’t stipulate that we can’t have societal members as partners." Xue Lingqing turned and took two steps then stopped, "Have you finished revising your thesis? Last year’s issue dragging into this year, Li Qiao works part-time as a translator and still manages to write two decent papers for publication. Even his final professional courses are all full marks, while you get points deducted in every professional subject, scoring high in pointless subjects. Instead of studying properly, you have time to focus on others and make a fuss about the school celebration. You’d be better off raising your professional course marks than trying to earn five credits." He left in a huff.

Xue Sufen: "...."