Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 983 Disaster

A woman unfamiliar with Luo Qiao and her husband asked, "Yuanyuan, who are that couple?"

Song Yuanyuan shifted the child to a different position and, with uncertain thoughts, glanced at the woman beside her, "They’re my neighbors next door, the man works at the city’s public security bureau, and the woman is a Ph.D. student at Beijing Medical University. They are both very busy every day."

Another elderly lady nearby commented, "Those two children are usually taken care of by the old couple from the Rong Family, right?"

Song Yuanyuan nodded, "Yes."

The woman who had asked the question earlier nodded, "Oh, no wonder I’ve never seen them."

She then thought to herself how handsome that man was and, for some reason, walked over to Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen, holding her child.

Luo Qiao smiled as she watched her two little girls chasing the older children, and Lu Yichen held a fan, constantly fanning her, "Our girls are quickly catching up in height to kids who are two years old."

With a smile on her face, Luo Qiao playfully glanced at him, "Both of us are tall, so how could our daughters be short?"

When the two little ones were tired from running, Yanyan ran over first, "Mommy, water."

As Yanyan came over, Lu Yichen reached into the stroller to get the little water bottles for their daughters and handed Yanyan hers, "Don’t drink too fast, you’ve just been running."

Yueyue also came over from behind, "Daddy, Mommy, I want some too."

The woman who had asked a question earlier approached with her child in her arms, "How old are your children?"

Upon hearing the question, Luo Qiao turned and saw an older woman smiling at them with a boy in her arms and politely replied, "One year and three months."

The woman made small talk, "Wow, you even prepared two water bottles for them, you are really meticulous."

Luo Qiao simply smiled without responding further, and the woman, not hearing a reply from Luo Qiao, didn’t seem to mind and continued to stand by, occasionally glancing at Lu Yichen.

Sensing this with her keen perception, Luo Qiao stepped back, "Have you seen enough? Is my man not handsome enough for you?"

Lu Yichen frowned, his deep eyes showing contempt as he looked at the woman, hoisted both daughters onto the stroller, and turned to Luo Qiao, "Let’s go have a look over there and then head home."

After the family had left, someone burst into laughter, "She really has no shame. Can’t she just admire a good-looking man without making a fool of herself?"

The woman who had been scorned glanced fiercely at the departing family of four and gritted her teeth at the woman mocking her, "Zhang Chunxi, you have such a foul mouth, always ready to slander. There are so many people around, what have I done? Unless you explain it clearly today, I’m not going to let you off."

The mocking woman laughed even louder: "Yan Zaihong, everyone knows what you’re like. How many beatings have you received over this? You have no idea, and you say you won’t let me off? Seems like you’re itching for another beating today. If your husband hears about this, let’s see if he can forgive you."

She said, challenging Yan Zaihong who was holding the child.

Yan Zaihong’s reputation in the area was indeed not good, and being called out like that was something she couldn’t stand, so she put her child down and lunged at the other woman. The two quickly began fighting.

Since Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen were walking slowly while pushing the stroller and had good hearing, they heard the entire exchange clearly.

Luo Qiao turned her head to look at the two women fighting in distance, "You really are trouble, bringing two women to blows over you in just one visit to the plaza."

Lu Yichen didn’t even turn his head and looked sideways at his wife with annoyance, "Do you even know how to speak? What do you mean they came to blows over me? How am I trouble? Is that how a wife should talk?"

Luo Qiao laughed, "Well, you are sort of related to this, aren’t you? In the future, stay away from that woman. If she tries to blackmail you, I won’t let it go."

Lu Yichen looked at his wife’s feisty manner with an indulgent smile and whispered in her ear, "Don’t worry, apart from you, I don’t care for anyone else. I’m all yours."

Luo Qiao thought that this was, after all, the plaza. These days entering a park required buying a ticket, but though this plaza wasn’t very large, it was open to the public. Therefore, it wasn’t just a gathering place for locals with young children but also where people came for evening walks after dinner.

She slapped Lu Yichen lightly, struggling to contain her laughter, "Watch your image."

Lu Yichen kept teasing their two daughters, "Girls, your mom’s bullying me."

Luo Qiao pouted, "I bet your girls are thinking inside, ’Well deserved.’"

Then she also bent down to the girls, "Yanyan, Yueyue, isn’t Mommy right?"

The children thought their parents were playing with them and began to laugh joyfully.

With her daughters so delighted, Luo Qiao played with them even more enthusiastically, and Lu Yichen watched the laughter of his wife and daughters, his heart feeling warm, his eyes full of affection.

The children complained about the limited space in the stroller and made a fuss to get down. Each parent picked up a child, and Luo Qiao suggested, "Let’s walk a bit more before we go home."

Behind them, the fighting women were pulled apart, and Yan Zaihong couldn’t help but glance in the direction Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen had departed, thinking that someone working at the public security bureau should have come back to break up the fight.

If Lu Yichen knew what she was thinking, he would surely say, "Please, continue..."