How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 353 - 355: Sleazy_1

Yu Xiu wanted to be more direct, but upon hearing Li Qiao call her, she immediately responded and then left the young man to enter the house.

"Sister Yu Xiu, I’ve finished these books, I’ll give them to you," Li Qiao said, pointing to the books she had just sorted out from the box.

Yu Xiu felt a warm sense of affection. During her university days, she was so focused on her studies that she always declined invitations from the girls in her dormitory to go shopping or watch movies. Eventually, they stopped asking her to join them. It was not until after graduation that she thought to suggest staying in touch with them.

But they had better jobs than her and directly accused her of trying to curry favor, leaving her deeply humiliated.

It depressed her for a long time. freewebnσvel.cѳm

This was the first time she felt like she had made a friend.

Her throat tightened unconsciously, "Okay."

"Qiaoqiao, when is your sister Yu Xiu leaving?" Xue Jingyi asked from outside.

"Brother Xue, you’re here. Tomorrow, I was just planning to ask Jin later to request your help to see Sister Yu Xiu off. I’ve heard they’ve increased the train frequencies, with one now at seven in the morning. Jin bought a ticket for the early train that will conveniently get her home the next morning. Can you help see Sister Yu Xiu off? It won’t delay your work," Li Qiao said.

Xue Jingyi was more than willing, "Sure, no problem."

Li Qiao paused and asked curiously, "Have you moved to this area recently?" They used to meet once a month at most.

But these days, he had been coming over voluntarily.

Bringing her delicious food every day, even though her injury hadn’t been caused by Xue Sufen, why did he suddenly start treating her so well?

Something seemed off.

When did he come?

She had been focused on sorting out the box and hadn’t heard any noise from outside.

Had he come specifically for Sister Yu Xiu?

She thought about it; Yu Xiu’s refusal to be set up with Xue Jingyi was the right decision. After all, with a troublemaker like Xue Sufen at home, what if they really got together? Wouldn’t Yu Xiu suffer at the hands of her sister-in-law later on?

Xue Jingyi made an excuse, "Grandma asked me to come live here. It just so happened you were injured, so I wanted to check on you. Is that not okay?"

Li Qiao: "....Sure." But you’d better not let Qin Jin hear you say that, he would become jealous, and then he’d lock you out, not allowing you into the yard.

She left the latter words unsaid.

......

After Xue Jingyi left.

Yu Xiu picked out books; some she had read and already owned at home, so she set them aside. "I’ll take the ones I haven’t read."

Li Qiao: "Okay."

"What would you like to eat? I’ll cook it for you," Yu Xiu said again.

Li Qiao: "You don’t need to help; Jin should be back soon."

Yu Xiu still went into the kitchen to rinse rice and wash vegetables.

While steaming the rice, Qin Jin came back, carrying a wheelchair in one hand and crutches in the other. He put down the items and headed into the house, catching sight of Yu Xiu in the kitchen and saying to her, "You don’t need to do that." Then, he stepped inside to check on Li Qiao, "Does your foot still hurt?"

"It’s a bit better," Li Qiao said. The first night, the pain was so intense she couldn’t sleep and felt like crying whenever she opened her eyes.

Qin Jin teased mysteriously, "Guess what I bought...."

At that moment, Yu Xiu stepped out and noticed the wheelchair and crutches in the yard, asking instinctively, "That wheelchair looks good, how much did you buy it for?"

Qin Jin frowned.

Li Qiao chuckled and poked him between the eyebrows, "Look at you, she didn’t mean anything by it and you’re upset. Don’t be so sensitive. Can you carry me over there to sit?"

"Alright," Qin Jin agreed and settled Li Qiao in the wheelchair.

Li Qiao moved the wheelchair with her hands, "It works pretty well, not strenuous at all. The only thing is, going downhill might feel like flying."

Qin Jin laughed until he was out of breath. "I’ve already spoken to Liu Er’s wife; she’ll be pushing you to and from school every day."

"Our classroom is on an upper floor," Li Qiao pointed out.

"She said she can carry Liu Er without any problem, so carrying you will be even easier," Qin Jin replied.

This time Li Qiao laughed, surprised by Hu Zhuyun’s strength. "Okay."

......

Early the next day.

Yu Xiu had left, and with Hu Zhuyun’s help, Li Qiao also made it to her classroom.

Her classmates were concerned about how she had injured her leg.

Cao Liwan, who had a grudge against Li Qiao, whispered to the person next to her, "I heard that a while back, a reporter who interviewed her ended up losing their job after publishing her name and being reported by her. Now that she’s hurt her leg, could it be revenge from that reporter?"

"Reported for publishing a name? Isn’t having your name published a good thing? If it’s not published, who would know about her?"

"Right? She’s just bad!"

"......"

Li Qiao didn’t know that her reputation had been tarnished again by Cao Liwan. She went to her classes and spent her usual time in the library, just like any other day.

While translating books, Li Qiao would take breaks when tired, laying down her pen to rest. She noticed Hu Zhuyun across from her, staring out the window and lost in thought. She whispered, "Isn’t it boring here?"

Hu Zhuyun’s gaze returned, and she smiled, "A little."

And she felt nervous.

Qin Jin had said that until Li Qiao could walk independently, she would take care of her Monday through Saturday, and the pay was the same as operating a sewing machine.

But it was too easy.

Li Qiao hardly needed her help at all.

She felt uneasy about taking such high wages.

Li Qiao said, "Didn’t Liu Er bring your child over? Why don’t you go home and spend time with your kid? I don’t have classes in the afternoon. I’ll stay in the library and won’t go anywhere. Just come to pick me up before nine o’clock."

"What about dinner?"

Li Qiao replied, "The nearest canteen doesn’t have steps; I can go there myself in the wheelchair. It’s fine."

Hu Zhuyun disagreed, "That won’t do."

Hearing this, Li Qiao didn’t continue to persuade her. After finishing her day of study and heading home, just as they were nearing the school gate, Hu Zhuyun suddenly complained of stomach pain, "Where’s the restroom?"

Li Qiao pointed.

Hu Zhuyun said, "Stay here, don’t move. I’ll be right back."

Li Qiao naturally agreed.

Hu Zhuyun ran a few steps then came back and pushed her into the streetlight, "This is more visible." She then left.

Li Qiao waited quietly, and soon, a middle-aged man appeared beside her.

"Young lady, are you in a wheelchair because your legs are disabled?"

The weather had turned cool, and sitting in a wheelchair without moving could easily get cold.

She had draped a thin blanket over her legs to block the wind, covering the leg in a plaster cast.

It did look somewhat like a disability.

She didn’t want to chat with a stranger, so she hummed noncommittally.

"For a cripple like you, it must be hard to find a partner. Why not come with me? I’ll take care of you. I’m only forty-nine this year, still young."

Li Qiao: "...." Sweat?

Had she encountered a madman?

In the village, a forty-nine-year-old’s grandson would have grown into a strapping young lad by now.

He still considered himself young?

He was older than her father.

To even have such thoughts, utterly shameless.

And he was talking down to her as if he was above her.

What? Pity her? Bestow charity on her?

Credulous man.

No, a lecher!

She replied in a cold voice, "No need."

"It’s easy to find someone now because you’re young, but who will want you once you become an old maid in a few years?" The middle-aged man said, reaching for Li Qiao’s hand, ready to coax her.

Li Qiao recoiled in alarm.

But she was sitting in a wheelchair, with no way to escape.

All she could do was slap his hand away forcefully.

The man retreated his hand in pain.

Since they were on a school campus, and although there weren’t many people around, the occasional student would pass by, so he didn’t dare to cause a scene. Instead, he began to speak softly again while boasting about his family background, claiming his father was a retired district official and his mother was the director of a research institute.

They may be retired, but their connections remained.

If she were to follow him, she would be falling into a nest of blessings.