How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s
Chapter 283 - 285: It’s Your Great-aunt!_1

Chapter 283: Chapter 285: It’s Your Great-aunt!_1

Qin Jin felt a bit embarrassed, "I had someone delete those records for Qiaoqiao; now I am squeaky clean." He emphasized the words "squeaky clean."

Old Mrs. Qin’s heart settled, "That’s wonderful." She said to Li Qiao, "You never mentioned it."

Li Qiao smiled, "It’s not a big deal."

Old Mrs. Qin’s eyes curved happily, for her it was no small matter.

The three continued their conversation for a while.

Li Qiao changed the subject, bringing up the matter of inviting Counselor Xiang for a meal.

Qin Jin checked the time, "If we leave now, we’ll make it."

Old Mrs. Qin added, "Be careful on the road."

The young couple promised in unison.

At the restaurant, Li Qiao ordered two signature main dishes and four cold appetizers.

Qin Jin asked, "Is this the place we bought the clay pot chicken from before?"

Li Qiao replied, "Yeah. The food here tastes good, generous portions, and it’s cheap. A lot of students come here for group meals, and it’s not far from your workplace, so if you’re treating, you can come here. Spend over two yuan and you get a free juice."

"I’ll consider it for next time."

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

"Qin Jin! Who are you having dinner with? Wow! Where did you find such a beautiful lady?"

Qin Jin said, "This is my wife." He introduced Li Qiao to the other person, "He’s a driver from our unit, his surname is Cheng, with a single name meaning ’success.’"

"Ear East Chen?"

"The Cheng with ’grain’ as the radical." The other man sat down with a grin and stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, sister-in-law."

Li Qiao instantly lost all fondness, remembering Cheng Shuqin also had the ’grain’ in her surname.

There was no need for men and women to shake hands upon meeting these days, so she politely responded, "Hello, Master Cheng."

Qin Jin slapped away the man’s hand, "Only I can hold my wife’s hand."

"Stingy!" Cheng Cheng snorted, his hand naturally falling to his side, while he took a covert look at Li Qiao, dressed in a white dress with superior demeanor, her skin so white it gleamed, and her red lips and white teeth shining—truly beautiful. Qin Jin was a lucky guy. He said, "I feel like I’ve seen your wife somewhere before."

"Where would you have seen her? My wife doesn’t really go out much," Qin Jin said.

"Doesn’t go out? A housewife who stays at home with the kids? Your wife doesn’t look like she has kids."

As Qin Jin began, "No kids, she’s a..."

At that moment, Li Qiao caught sight of Counselor Xiang, accompanied by a tall and sturdy young man around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old with well-proportioned features and an air of integrity. She waved at them, "Sis, over here!"

Counselor Xiang looked around with a smile and walked over with the young man beside her.

"This is Li Qiao, who I’ve mentioned before to you, last year’s Top Scholar, who jumped grades at the end of her first year to third year, and still ranked first in her major," Counselor Xiang introduced.

"Hello, my name is Qi Yuanbin."

"Hello, Brother-in-law Qi," Li Qiao greeted sweetly, then introduced Qin Jin.

Qi Yuanbin smiled and extended his hand. Qin Jin, as familiar as ever, followed Li Qiao’s lead and called him brother-in-law, shook hands with him, invited him to take a seat, and briefly mentioned Cheng Cheng.

Only then did Cheng Cheng realize that Li Qiao was a university student, and not just any, but the Top Scholar.

Envy started to creep in.

A boy from out of town not only had a beautiful wife but one with brains too.

Calling someone ’Sis’, was he also a university student?

He cut in, "Are you from Beijing University or from Southwest University?"

"Beijing University," Qin Jin responded, continuing his chat with Qi Yuanbin.

Li Qiao and Counselor Xiang talked about school matters.

Feeling neglected, Cheng Cheng opened a bottle of wine and started drinking by himself.

Li Qiao was stunned; he would have to talk to Jin about this man. Not young anymore, yet lacking any social grace.

They hadn’t invited him to join them for the meal, and he just took a seat and opened the wine.

Neither socially adept nor polite!

Cheng Cheng showed no sign of leaving. Qin Jin gave him a cold glance, called the waiter to bring an extra set of utensils, and ordered an additional spicy fish with pickled vegetables.

The dishes were served.

They all ate heartily, sweating profusely.

During the casual conversation, Counselor Xiang asked, "Li Qiao, what are your plans for the summer vacation?"

"I’m going back to my hometown to be a forensic assistant."

Counselor Xiang’s expression tensed up, "Forensics? You have a lot of guts. Who did you go through to get in?"

Li Qiao recounted the experience.

Counselor Xiang gave a thumbs up, "Awesome! It must be a lot of pressure being with Qin Jin. Do people often say he’s not good enough for you?" she teased.

"Yeah, Grandma says so. But he says he can work himself to death for me."

Counselor Xiang nearly choked with laughter.

Cheng Cheng, drunk, interjected with a thick tongue, "He really isn’t good enough. Qin Jin at our place, burp... is such a lapdog! Just a leader’s lackey, always sucking up to them. He’s a world apart from this dignified lady."

In reality, Qin Jin has no real skills.

He’d been working for six or seven years and only managed to get a slot to take his driving test.

Qin Jin just joined the place and already had everything, sigh.

In this world, the scoundrels are in charge!

The atmosphere became incredibly awkward.

Qin Jin’s face turned dark, and he clenched his fist at his side.

Noticing this, Li Qiao gently patted the back of Qin Jin’s hand to soothe him. She smiled and said, "He’s drunk."

"I’m not drunk!" Cheng Cheng shook his head, and then lay down on the table to sleep.

Li Qiao said, "Sister, I forgot to ask you earlier about you and Qi Yuanbin’s wedding location."

Counselor Xiang first mentioned where her own family was and then mentioned Qi Yuanbin’s. "When it’s time for the groom to arrive, you come with me."

Li Qiao replied, "Sure. Where did you borrow the car from?"

"Who needs to borrow a bicycle?" Counselor Xiang said, "I have one myself." A bicycle wasn’t rare for a university student.

With half a year of scrimping and saving, one could afford to buy it.

Li Qiao said, "I thought it was a car."

Counselor Xiang replied, "It’s hard to borrow a car." She too wanted to ride in a car to her wedding, but her relatives were in the transport business, and those were all cargo vehicles.

Her partner’s parents were workers; they didn’t have access to cars.

Li Qiao thought of Old Mr. Xue, "I do know someone." Sir Xue had a car pick him up for his monthly health check-ups, sometimes even a big Jeep. She had seen it many times.

Counselor Xiang’s eyes lit up, "That would be great."

The awkward moment seemed to be resolved.

After dinner, as the sky grew completely dark, Li Qiao and Qin Jin saw Counselor Xiang and Qi Yuanbin off.

Until the two vanished into the night.

Li Qiao said, "Jin, what about your colleague?"

Qin Jin’s gaze turned icy, and he said sharply, "What do I care about him?" He could tolerate Cheng Cheng bad-mouthing him in private, but he couldn’t stand it in front of his wife and her teacher. It was already dignified of him not to hit him.

If it had been his old temper, hmph.

Li Qiao said, "Still, let’s take him home. It’s late at night, and if something happens to him by himself, it’ll be troublesome for us."

Considering his recent driving test, Qin Jin decided it would be best not to cause trouble and chose to be the good guy for once.

He helped Cheng Cheng walk.

Li Qiao followed with the bicycle while Cheng Cheng, drunkenly realizing a beautiful girl in white clothes beside him, mumbled.

"A fairy, a fairy?"

Qin Jin slapped him across the face, "It’s your Granny!"

"Ow, that hurts," Cheng Cheng complained while holding his face, "You dare hit me, you wait!"

Another slap from Qin Jin.

A loud smack.

Cheng Cheng yelped in pain.

Li Qiao grimaced, clearly in pain, "Jin, stop hitting him. What’s the point of stooping to a drunkard’s level? If he shows up tomorrow with handprints, people will definitely suspect you did it."

Qin Jin said, "Right." He then slapped Cheng Cheng a few more times, "Now that it’s all bruised up, you can’t tell it’s from a hand."

Li Qiao: "..."

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