How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 103: Intentions_1

"I thought you were hurt," Qin Jin was quite embarrassed.

"So you found a doctor to come over and give me an IV? I’m not that fragile!" Li Qiao immediately understood and started to punch his chest furiously with her small fists.

"Later I realized my mistake and told the doctor you had fainted from studying too hard, so he hung a bag of glucose for you," Qin Jin quickly explained, then added in a low voice, "There truly is nothing between you and Cai Hechuan, I misunderstood you before."

This was the first time she confronted him, and he was very happy.

But even if it wasn’t, he wouldn’t be much angrier. Her whole life belonged to him, and it was pointless and meaningless to fuss over such trivial matters.

Li Qiao ground her back teeth. The truth came out and it’s all settled with just a misunderstanding? She deliberately tormented him, "It’s fine. Just help me deliver my notebook to the educated youth, and tell them to finish the two sets of test papers inside by today. I’ll check them for them tomorrow when I leave."

"During the time you were on the IV, Du Xinxin came by, and your notebook has already been borrowed," he said.

Li Qiao: "..." So exactly how many people knew about her getting an IV? "My head hurts."

"You brought the headache on yourself by drinking, you deserve it!" Qin Jin had no sympathy, he had said that girls should not drink, but she wouldn’t listen. "This is the gift they all chipped in to get you, to congratulate you for getting into university." He picked up the little paper box on the bedside and stuffed it into her hand, then tucked the blanket around her snugly. "I’m going out to play, you get some good rest."

He stepped away and left.

Li Qiao was incredulous.

Going out to play when it’s dark?

Shouldn’t he be staying and sleeping with her?

Sure enough, once he got what he wanted, he no longer cared.

She was so angry that she was breathing heavily, not even in the mood to look at the gift, and pulled the blanket over her head.

"Qiaoqiao."

This time it was Old Mrs. Qin who pushed the door open, her aged face beaming with a loving smile: "Tired, huh? I’ve stewed some pork ribs soup, come and have some."

Li Qiao was indeed a bit hungry.

Getting her stomach filled was the priority, so she sat up and took the bowl of soup.

The white broth with tender green onions floating on top, and the ribs were partly visible.

Mouth-watering.

She carefully took a sip. The soup was rich in flavor, warm and comforting to the stomach.

She bit into a piece of meat, which was tender and melted in her mouth.

Delicious.

After drinking half of the soup, she felt the burning gaze of Old Mrs. Qin and, unable to bear it, bit her lip, "Grandma, could you please not look at me like that?"

Old Mrs. Qin’s face broke into an indulgent smile, "How come you look so beautiful even when eating? I won’t look if you say so. Finish your soup and go back to sleep. Jin has been kicked out, he won’t disturb you."

Li Qiao suddenly realized that it was Old Mrs. Qin who had sent Qin Jin away.

Her depressed mood instantly felt much lighter.

The ribs in the bowl tasted even better now.

After finishing, she got up to put the bowl and utensils back in the kitchen cabinet, but just as she stepped out of her room, Old Mrs. Qin said:

"Qiaoqiao, leave it there, you don’t need to wash it."

Li Qiao was filled with an indescribable discomfort and at that moment didn’t want to do any housework, so she obediently set it down.

Back in her room, she opened the gift from the educated youth. It was a silver wristwatch.

A classic women’s model with fine craftsmanship.

Inside was a warranty card dated today—had it just been bought?

So thoughtful.

But she couldn’t accept it. A watch was a valuable item, and it couldn’t have been easy for those few to save up money being away from their homes. She planned to return the gift and instead invite them to her home for dumplings tomorrow.

She gave Old Mrs. Qin a heads-up and walked out with a flashlight in hand.

The youth’s compound gates were closed, but light was seeping through.

Li Qiao knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It’s me, Li Qiao."

A moment later, Du Xinxin opened the door and asked with concern, "Your grandma said you fainted from studying too much, are you alright?"

Li Qiao’s face turned red in secret, as it was not from studying at all. "I’m fine now, thank you for the watch you gave me. I appreciate the thought, but it’s too valuable for me to accept." She held out the box with the watch, trying to press it into Du Xinxin’s hands.

"It’s just a small gesture from all of us, please take it." They had heard the rumors in the village and had made a special trip to the county town to buy it.

Several voices echoed in agreement.

"Yes, Li Qiao, just accept this little token of our affection."

Hearing this, Li Qiao was no longer reserved, "I must respectfully comply then." She put on the watch in front of everyone and lifted her wrist, "It looks great! Thank you."

"You’re welcome."

"By the way, Li Qiao, how many points do you need to score in that competition to get admitted to Beijing University?" Wang Nannan asked curiously.

Li Qiao smiled, "Here’s the thing..."

She recounted the process of the competition.

"National first place! Isn’t that just like being a Top Scholar? No wonder you could visit Beijing University, you were there as a prospective student. That’s wonderful! By learning from you, we’re also basking in a Top Scholar’s glory."

Li Qiao chuckled lightly, "You flatter me too much."

"And with the half pig you got as a reward, you’ve made everyone in the village so envious. Today, several aunties even brought their kids over asking us to tutor them, saying they want to go to university in the future too."

Li Qiao was surprised; she had become an example for the village. After exchanging pleasantries, she explained the purpose of her visit. They all assured her they would visit on time the next day.

"I won’t keep you from your test papers any longer," said Li Qiao as she got up to leave.

The group made a motion to see her out but she stopped them.

She walked back, using her flashlight for guidance.

The night in the countryside was particularly quiet, and occasionally there would be an unidentifiable cooing from the bushes.

As she passed the crossroads, a sharp and mocking voice rang out.

"Oh! Look who it is, the university student from Feng Family Village."

Li Qiao looked back and saw it was Cai Hechuan’s mom, He Qiurong. What was this woman doing here at this time of night instead of sleeping?

There are no relatives of the Cai family in the village, right?

She didn’t engage and continued on her way.

"Last year, you bragged to me about how well you did, and in the end, it amounted to nothing. This year you’ve started to fool the Qin family, making the whole village aware. Aren’t you afraid that the Qin family will be humiliated and irritated enough to kick you out?" He Qiurong persistently followed her, saying, "It’s a good thing I firmly opposed Hechuan marrying you. A woman like you, extravagant and unrealistic, would affect three generations if brought into the family."

Li Qiao took a deep breath to steady her emotions and stopped to say earnestly, "Did I somehow desecrate your family’s grave in my past life? Even walking down the road, I get scorned by you." Cai Hechuan couldn’t truly be serious, right? Was his mother so hostile because she saw Li Qiao as a threat, a thorn in her side?

"Scorning you is the least of it," He Qiurong said with a sideways glance. "A flirtatious woman like you is only worth being played with by my son."

Unable to hold back, Li Qiao slapped her across the face. "Old witch! Didn’t the last beating teach you a lesson?"

Caught off guard, He Qiurong received the slap straight on her face, and with a loud cry of agitation, she lunged at Li Qiao.

Li Qiao quickly dodged.

He Qiurong stumbled forward, trying to regain her footing to retaliate, but her momentum carried her forward, and she fell face-first to the ground.

As Li Qiao ran home, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"You little wretch, if you’ve got the guts, just stand there and don’t move!" He Qiurong shouted furiously as she scrambled to her feet.

Ignoring her, Li Qiao ran for a while and then switched to walking.

When she reached the gate of her house, she gently pushed on the door and it swung open instantly.

Li Qiao entered the yard and fastened the gate behind her; the room remained as she had left it.

Hadn’t Qin Jin come back yet?

She felt a bit disappointed.

Didn’t he know there was someone at home waiting for him this late at night?

And he was supposed to take his medicine today; would the rural health center sell it?

She would feel too embarrassed to buy it. freёweɓnovel.com

While soaking her feet, she suddenly heard a thump outside. She called out warily, "Who’s there?"

"It’s me."