How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 308 - 310: Teasing_1

Li Qiao gave a vague response, not because she intended to conceal the situation of her residence in the city but because Li Jiaojiao had soft ears and was easily deceived by Li Shengcai.

If the address got exposed, dealing with Li Shengcai and Dong Lamei showing up at her doorstep would be too troublesome.

As the sky darkened, Li Jiaojiao invited Li Qiao to stay for dinner, which she refused.

In a little while, it would be dark and difficult to see clearly on the road—quite inconvenient.

Li Qiao rode alone to the junction, where, by coincidence, she encountered Cai Hechuan’s mother, being chauffeured by a middle-aged man.

"Oh, isn’t this the Top Scholar? Finally deciding to come back home for the summer holiday," He Qiurong said with a sarcastic tone.

Li Qiao ignored her.

He Qiurong boasted, "Our Hechuan has also been assigned a job in Beijing, with a dormitory provided by the unit. He plans to bring me to Beijing to stay for a few days."

"Jin’s household registration has been transferred to Beijing too," Li Qiao began to boast as well.

He Qiurong said shrilly, "You’re bragging, right? He’s got neither a job nor an education. Which unit would take him in?" Her own son, a college student, hadn’t even transferred his household registration to Beijing yet.

"Jin has a job. He passed the self-taught accounting qualification, and now he’s an honorable accountant, working in a transportation unit, and he’s even been recommended to learn to drive," Li Qiao bragged about Qin Jin’s abilities. She knew He Qiurong’s intention was to compare Cai Hechuan with Qin Jin and to belittle Qin Jin.

In fact, there was no basis for comparison between the two.

Because Cai Hechuan couldn’t even match up to one of Qin Jin’s fingers!

He Qiurong felt off-balance.

A literary nobody like Qin Jin, how could he possibly get a Beijing household registration?

She said through clenched teeth, "What does it matter how capable he is, he’s still sleeping with my son’s leftovers."

Li Qiao: "..."

Mr. Cai said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I’m not speaking nonsense!" He Qiurong said adamantly. Even if there were no truth to it, she had to claim there was.

Spreading the word that her son had been with the Top Scholar would bring so much face!

When one day Qin Jin confronted her about it.

She could deny she ever said such a thing, and instead accuse Li Qiao of not being able to forget her son.

Li Qiao, gasping with anger, pedaled her bicycle furiously, attempting to leave the two behind.

He Qiurong patted Mr. Cai’s back with her hand, urging him to go faster.

Mr. Cai, unable to argue while cycling, hastened his pace to catch up to Li Qiao just to avoid being hit.

He Qiurong continued to taunt, "What’s there to be proud of, being a worn-out woman my son has been with?"

Li Qiao was incensed. Insisting on dragging her and Cai Hechuan into the same boat to make her miserable, right? Fine! "Yes, indeed I have slept with him, but your son was no good, just like a root vegetable. In the end, it was Jin who helped me transform into a woman; he’s the real man, and I’m crazy in love with him. Your son is nothing!"

"You’re talking nonsense!" He Qiurong almost choked, "My son is definitely not like what you described."

"Oh, so you’ve seen for yourself, have you? Old pervert! Your son is a grown man! ...." Li Qiao fought fire with fire, her sharp tongue unrelenting.

He Qiurong nearly fainted, "You, you, you! Old Cai, hurry up and hit this shameless witch for me."

"You’re the shameless one, old witch!"

"You, you, you!" He Qiurong couldn’t comprehend.

"You, you, you, you’re just a dog, biting people everywhere. Just wait, I’ll have Jin come over to your house and turn everything upside down!"

He Qiurong’s face turned red, unable to respond.

Li Qiao said, "You better not die from holding your breath." She whistled a rogue’s whistle, declaring victory in the verbal battle.

With Jin, he didn’t allow her to whistle.

Now, nobody controlled her. How wonderful!

She sped up once more, overtaking Mr. Cai.

Passing the crossroads, she changed direction.

Once He Qiurong caught her breath, she gritted her teeth and said, "That damn Slut! Sooner or later you’ll fall into my hands! Old Cai, why aren’t you chasing her? Are you running out of steam?"

Mr. Cai, gasping for breath, replied, "She’s on an empty bicycle, and I’m carrying someone who weighs around 130-140 pounds. Is it the same? And you’re talking about her falling into your hands—I’m worried about Loser Qin showing up to fight. Have you forgotten how mad he got when Li Shengcai and Dong Lamei came to demand elder care fees during the New Year? He keeps causing trouble in our village every other day, making everyone anxious. He even remembers being pushed around as a kid and brought a gang to ransack the place. Just look at you, what a mess you’ve made now...."

"Didn’t Li Qiao say Loser Qin became an accountant? If he dares to cause trouble, I’ll go to his workplace," He Qiurong said.

"Do you even know where her workplace is, and you’re making such a fuss?"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a dog appeared.

Mr. Cai hit the brakes hard.

He Qiurong was thrust forward, slamming into Mr. Cai’s back.

Mr. Cai, losing his balance, fell off the bike.

He Qiurong also fell to the ground, clutching her leg and wailing in pain.

Mr. Cai got up, "Are you all right?"

"My leg hurts, ow, ow, it’s all that slut Li Qiao’s fault."

Mr. Cai was helpless.

The situation had developed to this point, and he was to blame, too. If he had firmly taken his son’s side from the beginning, Top Scholar would’ve been his daughter-in-law by now.

Their family life would probably have been harmonious and happy.

Alas!

Regret!

......

Li Qiao returned home, and it was already getting dark. She was too lazy to cook dinner, so she washed some grapes to eat, then washed up and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, she heard a ghostly, mournful cry. She immediately woke up and turned on the light, and the crying stopped at once.

When she turned off the light, it started again, scaring her to the bone.

She suspected Yan Xiaoyu was playing tricks on her, but she had no proof.

Unable to sleep with the lights on, she flipped through a novel to pass the time.

She didn’t know when she fell asleep, but when she opened her eyes, it was already eight o’clock.

She quickly got ready and ran to her workplace.

When she reached the main entrance, she saw that many doors in the distant office area were locked, and then she realized that today was the weekend and she didn’t have to work.

She decided to find Ma Ling for company. When she arrived at Ma Ling’s place, Ma Ling had just gotten up and yawned, "What kind of wind brings you here?"

Li Qiao, "I came to hang out with you."

"So you must be Top Scholar, huh? Have some water," Ma Ling’s mom offered her tea.

"Thank you, auntie."

"Don’t mention it." After Ma’s mom left, only the two of them remained in the room.

Li Qiao told Ma Ling about the eerie incident at her house the night before.

Ma Ling’s first reaction was, "It must be man-made, what’s there to be afraid of?"

"That’s easy to say, but it’s really creepy in the dead of night." Li Qiao with a pained expression, "Would you be able to stay at my place tonight?"

Ma Ling laughed, "I can’t sleep in someone else’s bed, and besides, your bed has been slept in by your partner, it wouldn’t be appropriate."

"I have a spare room at my place."

Ma Ling, "Xu Feng has a dog at his place, if you’re afraid, I can go over and bring it back to keep watch for you."

"How could you bring Xu Feng’s dog? Does the dog know you? Have you been to Xu Feng’s place?" A barrage of questions from Li Qiao—the two weren’t getting along, right?

"Because I gave him the dog, my mom wouldn’t let me keep it. As for his place, well, my mom and his mom know each other, so I visit occasionally."

Li Qiao suddenly realized, "So you two are childhood sweethearts." She had always thought they had met at work. No wonder they argued daily but never fell out completely.

"Pah! Who’s childhood sweethearts with him." Ma Ling got out of bed.

As she changed clothes, Li Qiao automatically left the room.

Ma’s mom was sitting in the living room listening to the radio. Seeing Li Qiao come over, she turned off the sound and smiled, "Qiaoqiao, take a seat."

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"Our Little Ling always praises you, saying how smart and pretty you are. I didn’t believe it before, but now I do." Ma’s mom smiled kindly. She really was beautiful, with skin white and tender like soft tofu.