How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 400 - 402: Waiting for Delivery_1

After the bell for class rang, the students returned to their seats, and Li Qiao continued teaching. Whenever the blackboard needed to be wiped, Qin Jin would step up to the stage and do it, leading to private discussions among the students about how well-matched the two were.

After living such days for a week, it came to Li Qiao’s final lesson of her internship. She arranged for everyone to have self-study and encouraged them to take their final exams seriously right before class ended, saying, "If fate allows, we’ll meet again."

Afterward, she left the classroom in a wheelchair pushed by Qin Jin and went back to the office to submit her internship report.

Only after receiving a red seal on it did her internship concludes.

She handed the stamped report to the homeroom teacher and returned to the dormitory, while Qin Jin helped pack her luggage, remarking, "Finally, we’ve managed to get through the internship."

Li Qiao patted her stomach, feeling proud of her child.

During the early stages of pregnancy, she hadn’t experienced any morning sickness, and apart from walking a little clumsily in the later stages, she had no discomfort whatsoever.

This was also thanks to Jiayue. Having adopted her for not even half a month, the rewards were plentiful, including receiving two precious ginseng roots that replenished her vitality.

Suddenly, she felt an immense sense of luck and happiness.

Qin Jin finished packing Li Qiao’s luggage. "I’ll leave these things here for now, and I’ll take you home first."

Li Qiao: "Okay."

After pushing the wheelchair some distance from the school, Li Qiao stood up to walk.

Xue Sufen also came out of the school and saw Li Qiao walking with Qin Jin, who was pushing an empty wheelchair from afar.

She was very surprised, thinking Li Qiao couldn’t walk due to a sprain. It was Nan Chuyi who personally examined and declared that it would take at least a month to recover.

It hasn’t even been half a month, has it?

From the back, Li Qiao’s way of walking seemed quite strange.

Clumsy.

She called out.

"Li Qiao."

Li Qiao jumped in shock. Without turning her head, she immediately sat back in the wheelchair.

Xue Sufen caught up and found Li Qiao’s appearance very odd. "You really seem to have gained quite a bit of weight; there’s a lump on your stomach."

Li Qiao: "....."

Xue Sufen continued, "You still remember Cheng Shuqin, right? She got her leg broken by a gang not too long ago."

The corners of Qin Jin’s mouth curled into a cold smile. That he hadn’t killed her was already showing restraint. He had found out that since Cheng Shuqin had returned to school, she had been inquiring about Qiaoqiao’s whereabouts, which in his view, was a prelude to revenge. He had merely struck first as a show of strength. "What’s that got to do with us? Are you kicking us while we’re down?"

Xue Sufen: "....That’s not it. Although she has deceived me, it’s all in the past now. I was just gossiping with Li Qiao. By the way, do you still keep in touch with the little girl you adopted before?"

Her parents and brother all said.

From now on, they needed to get along well with Li Qiao, better yet to draw close to her. Otherwise, if she were to speak ill of her father and elder brother to the child’s father, even Sir Xue wouldn’t be able to salvage their careers.

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, wondering if bringing up the child was Xue Sufen’s way of trying to butter her up. "We saw her last weekend." All pink and white, very pretty—everyone who sees her likes her.

Xue Sufen uttered an "Oh": "You’re heading home now?"

"My internship ended today, so I can leave," Li Qiao said.

Xue Sufen racked her brains trying to make conversation until they parted ways at the entrance to the alley.

In a soft voice, Li Qiao said, "I wonder if she realized I’m pregnant."

"Even if she did, she wouldn’t dare say anything, unless she wants to be beaten to death by Sir Xue," Qin Jin said. How she had made a scene before had not caused any real harm to Qiaoqiao, and out of respect for Sir Xue, he hadn’t held it against her.

But if the news of the pregnancy got out, as long as it didn’t affect Qiaoqiao’s studies, it would be fine. Otherwise, he wouldn’t show any consideration, no matter whose face it might save. "The father is responsible for his child’s lack of discipline," and he’d start by using his connections to take Mr. Xue down a peg or two.

......

Qin Jin took Li Qiao home and then returned to school to fetch the luggage.

By the time he got back, Li Qiao had fallen asleep.

He sat at the tea table outside, brewing tea to drink while casually picking up a book nearby.

Being with Li Qiao, he had developed the habit of reading every day, and the knowledge he acquired greatly benefited his business.

At this moment, Liu Er came to see him.

He closed the door and went to the tailoring area to find Old Mrs. Qin, "Grandma, I have to go out for a bit. Qiaoqiao just came back and is sleeping alone at home, please take care of her."

Old Mrs. Qin immediately put down her work, instructed Hu Zhuyun to do quality control, and then went home to accompany Li Qiao.

Li Qiao was still sleeping, so she sorted and put away the luggage, then quietly went into the kitchen to make soup.

.......

Awoken by the aroma of food, Li Qiao got out of bed following the scent and discovered Old Mrs. Qin sitting in the yard, enjoying the flowers. She smiled, "Grandma, when did you come back? It smells so good in the yard."

"You’re awake? I made chicken soup. I’ll serve you some right now," replied Old Mrs. Qin.

"Alright."

Li Qiao finished the piping hot soup and broke into a sweat.

Old Mrs. Qin asked, "Did Jin tell you when you’ll be going back to your hometown?"

"He didn’t say, but probably in the next few days," Li Qiao replied. She was eager to leave Beijing too, as her belly had grown quite large and her residence was close to the school. She was worried about running into classmates or being recognized and gossiped about if she went out.

After all, she was still a student, and if teachers at school heard about it, it would not be good for her reputation.

"After we return, we’ll directly stay in the county, not going back to the village. I’ve been thinking, we should stay in the hospital a week before the due date," Old Mrs. Qin planned.

Li Qiao was very willing: "That’s fine."

In the evening when Qin Jin returned, Li Qiao asked about this matter. He said, "Tomorrow, I have already bought the tickets. Fugui will take you back, as he also wants to move his parents and children over."

Li Qiao asked, "You’ll come back when I give birth, right?"

"Of course, I’ll come back a week in advance. After you finish the confinement, we’ll return to Beijing together," Qin Jin said.

"Won’t you be working then?"

Qin Jin replied, "I’ve already arranged for someone to install a telephone back home. We can stay in touch by phone." If there were any issues he couldn’t handle, it wouldn’t be too late for him to come back to Beijing.

No matter how busy he was, he couldn’t neglect his wife and child.

Li Qiao said, "You can hire people for that. You’re at a critical period in your career now, and I can’t be holding you back."

"What does it matter if it’s a critical period or not? Can’t work be done at any time?" Qin Jin said.

Li Qiao smiled with eyes curving, cherishing the feeling of being valued.

.......

The next day, Li Qiao and her group took the train back home, reaching the county after a night’s journey.

Feng Fugui set down his luggage and said, "Old Mrs. Qin, sister-in-law, I’m taking off now."

"Eh, take care," Old Mrs. Qin saw him out the door.

Li Qiao looked around the courtyard and rooms, which were clean and tidy, and noticed the old-fashioned telephone added to the high table in the living room.

In the house, there were also a baby crib, clothes, formula, and Li Qiao’s hospital bag prepared for the child.

After sending Feng Fugui out, Old Mrs. Qin entered and saw everything with satisfaction. "This lad is really thoughtful. He has prepared everything."

Li Qiao smiled: "After all, he has experience with raising children."

Old Mrs. Qin nodded in agreement.

Li Qiao sat by the high table, first calling the leather shoe factory. The operator transferring the line said no one was there, so she then called Sir Xue’s home. After being transferred by the operator, she heard the voice of Jiang Wanqiu.

"Madam Xue, it’s me, Qiaoqiao."