Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 282: Failed to Steal the Chicken

Jiang Xingye thought he still needed some time to recover, but unexpectedly, Li Ninghua’s voice had a miraculous effect.

He immediately went downstairs.

Jiang Xingye straightened his body, glanced at Li Ninghua, his gaze lingering briefly below him, "Get lost!"

He couldn’t be bothered with this idiot right now; it was his wife that was worrying him.

"What were you doing with that woman just now? Oh, being a hooligan, I’m going to report you..."

Li Ninghua couldn’t finish his sentence before a punch hit him in the face, instantly knocking him to the ground. When the stars cleared from his eyes, Jiang Xingye was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it!" Li Ninghua felt like his nose was broken. He got up from the ground, stumbling to the wall for support. For a moment, he thought that if it weren’t on the roadside, Jiang Xingye could have killed him with one punch.

"Dare to hit me; I’ll make sure you can’t get away with it!" Li Ninghua went home, prepared to complain to his dad and let his stepmother make trouble for Jiang Xingye.

Besides, he needed treatment for that place, which had been delayed due to Jiang Xingye and Xu Qinghuan’s recent trip and the heavy rains a few days ago.

Today he really couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Especially after seeing Jiang Xingye like that.

In the state-run restaurant, seeing Xu Qinghuan enter, Song Wanlin and Lu Nianying breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Nianying eagerly grabbed Song Wanlin’s hand, "Mom, I’ve brought her here. You have to keep your word."

"Do you and I need to say such things? Anyway, when have I not kept my word?" Song Wanlin gently patted her hand, then discreetly withdrew her hand, "Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to bring you back to the city."

Before Xu Qinghuan approached, she added, "Even if you don’t help the family with this favor, I’ll still bring you back to the city."

Lu Nianying hastily added, "Mom, are you really going to make her marry my big brother?"

Song Wanlin glanced at her lightly, "We’ll talk about it later."

Xu Qinghuan was already in front of them, glancing at them, "Ms. Song, your face looks much more haggard."

"This child, it’s all for you!" Song Wanlin stood up, "Now that you’re here, let’s go to the house!"

"The house?"

"Yes, the house. You two are both here, and at this moment can’t return, so I’ve rented a place nearby. I’ve had someone cook at home; let’s eat there since we’re all together."

Xu Qinghuan smiled; they’d go to any length for her, "Can’t we eat right here? I’ll treat."

"How can I let you treat? If that gets out, wouldn’t I be laughed at to death?"

Lu Nianying quickly hugged Xu Qinghuan’s arm, "Come on, Mom said they made your favorite braised pork and green pepper stir-fry. I can benefit too, I’m starving."

She forced Xu Qinghuan to walk outside.

Not far away, Jiang Xingye watched this, seeing them head towards Qilin Road, and followed them from afar.

After the rain, the midday sun was fierce, autumn sunlight like fire.

Qilin Road No. 17 was a small courtyard with three rooms, surrounded by a garden. The previous owner had planted a few rows of vegetables, and behind was another garden with a high wall, next to a river, where chicken coops were built. Chickens and ducks were raised there before; now, there’s nothing.

The house had signs of life; Liao Yongqiang was cooking, wearing a floral apron, while a young officer in his twenties was constantly looking out from the stone steps.

Seeing the three approach from afar, he was both nervous and excited, hurriedly ran to open the gate.

"Brother!" Lu Nianying called out to Lu Jiabai upon seeing him.

Song Wanlin pushed Xu Qinghuan through the gate, signaling Lu Jiabai to quickly close it, then introduced in the main room,

"This is Lu Family’s eldest grandson Jiabai, now a company commander in the army. Jiabai, this is Xu Qinghuan, whom I’ve mentioned to you. Today fate brings us together for a meal."

Liao Yongqiang swiftly set the table, glanced twice at Xu Qinghuan, then at Lu Jiabai, whose eyes seemed glued to Xu Qinghuan, thinking this time it would work.

"Come, have tea, have some tea!" Liao Yongqiang handed a cup of tea to Lu Jiabai, who hurriedly said "oh" and offered it to Xu Qinghuan with both hands.

Xu Qinghuan accepted it, softly saying thanks and light sniffing, knowing something was added inside. She slightly frowned, causing everyone to tense, relaxed when she sipped a bit, they were relieved.

It’s done!

"This is your Uncle Liao, he’s visited our home before. Nianying, Uncle Liao carried you when you were a child."

Lu Nianying smiled and greeted, "Hello, Uncle!"

Gathered around for food, Song Wanlin delightedly kept putting food into Xu Qinghuan’s bowl, urging Lu Jiabai to do the same, "Quick, give Huanhuan more food, let her eat more."

Lu Jiabai gave her a portion; the two sat on a long bench, his face nearly touching hers as he smiled, a breath that made her nauseous wafting over.

Xu Qinghuan couldn’t eat anymore, placed her bowl down.

Lu Jiabai was a bit displeased; he gave her food, yet she pulled a face. Truly spoiled by someone.

A woman engaged to another man, had his family not exerted pressure and her appearance decent, he truly didn’t want to marry her.

This kind of woman is fine to play with; he certainly wouldn’t be foolish like his second uncle to bring someone home, it’s self-made trouble.

"Huanhuan, what do you think of Jiabai? If you two get together, after you marry in, you can always stay with me." Song Wanlin gave a signal to Lu Jiabai.

She saw two red spots appear on Xu Qinghuan’s face, her gaze becoming enraptured, knowing the drug’s effect was kicking in.

"You seem unwell, let Jiabai help you to a room to rest!"

Xu Qinghuan moved like a puppet, Lu Jiabai was already eager, reaching for Xu Qinghuan without delay.

Xu Qinghuan sneered; those four seemed as if paralyzed, their eyes even more lost than hers, as if suddenly thrust into a strange dimension, and once oriented, began to stir.

This house contained two bedrooms, the main room in the center.

Lu Jiabai reached for Xu Qinghuan again; she slapped him across the face, waking him briefly, but as Lu Nianying lunged at him, Lu Jiabai was once again driven by desire.

Xu Qinghuan pinched her chin thoughtfully, separated Lu Jiabai and Lu Nianying, dragging him and Song Wanlin into the east room, and Liao Yongqiang and Lu Nianying into the west room.

Liao Yongqiang had some awareness, trying to resist, but when Lu Nianying instinctively rubbed against him, rationality collapsed.

Xu Qinghuan pulled out a camera and snapped them while they hadn’t stripped down, then kindly shut the door, leaving the courtyard.

Jiang Xingye was about to rush in, seeing Xu Qinghuan safe, and sighed in relief.

"Are you okay?"

"What could happen to me?" Xu Qinghuan walked out alongside him, "I told you not to worry, though they tried to set me up, but I turned the tables."

Jiang Xingye didn’t ask how she accomplished it; he only felt lingering fear.

"This matter should be made as big as possible," Xu Qinghuan initially considered Song Wanlin as her original body’s parent and hadn’t intended to blow it up, but now felt cheated.

"Leave it to me!" Jiang Xingye replied.