Chapter 118: Then She Can Only Go Back By Herself
When Lan Mingxuan got home, he told them what had happened.
Mother Lan and her daughter were furious when they heard.
"Did Qin Wenying really say that?" Mother Lan’s face was ashen.
Lan Mingxuan nodded.
"It’s not like you don’t know what kind of person that Qin Wenying is. I just had the bad luck to run into her—"
"Damn it! She’s an old maid who’s so old she can’t get married, so how does she have the nerve to meddle in her sister-in-law’s affairs?"
Mother Lan was about to explode with rage.
She had never seen such a domineering sister-in-law.
"How dare she say something like that! Is she—an old maid who can’t get married—the one running the Qin family?"
She was already in her late twenties and still not married. Was she planning to stay in her parents’ house for the rest of her life?
Lan Qingman’s eyes were bloodshot. "Qin Wenying... on what grounds? I’m going back to the Qin family right now. I’m going to make her repeat what she said to my face—"
Mother Lan immediately said, "That’s right! Make her apologize to you. You’re her elder sister-in-law, how can she be so disrespectful? Don’t bother packing your things, just go back now—"
Lan Qingman couldn’t wait another moment. Her face a mask of fury, she headed for the Qin family’s home—
Liu Ya: ?...
’Oh well! The big shot is finally gone.’
Filled with rage, Lan Qingman returned to the Qin family’s home.
But when she saw Qin Wenying sitting in the living room, chatting with Mr. Qin, her fury instantly vanished.
"Grandpa—"
Mr. Qin looked at her and said mildly, "It’s good that you’re back!"
Lan Qingman: ...?
’Good that I’m back? What’s so good about it?’
’This time—I’ve lost both my dignity and my pride.’
’It was one thing when I hadn’t seen my sister-in-law in person.’
’But the moment I saw her—I was too cowardly to even question her.’
"I’m going upstairs to check on the children—"
She quickly ran upstairs.
Watching her cowardly retreat, Qin Wenying couldn’t help but sneer.
’With so little nerve—why does she even bother stirring up trouble?’
’Wouldn’t it be better to just live her life peacefully?’
Mr. Qin paid no mind to his granddaughter-in-law’s affairs. He looked at his granddaughter. "When are you heading back to your unit?"
Qin Wenying replied, "I leave tomorrow."
"Be safe." Mr. Qin was fondest of this granddaughter.
Even though she said she wouldn’t marry, he would never pressure her.
If it was right, she’d marry. If not, she wouldn’t. His granddaughter was so wonderful—she deserved the very best.
Besides, he didn’t for a moment believe that his granddaughter wouldn’t be able to get married.
In the blink of an eye, the day for Fu Mingxue’s school registration arrived.
She had spent quite a lot of money during this time.
Her savings were already gone.
She had even accidentally dipped into the more than three thousand yuan she’d received in red envelopes from the wedding.
This wasn’t just burning money; it was burning her very life away.
Fortunately, the results were good. She had more or less absorbed the entire book. After all, with her photographic memory, she was a very fast reader.
Furthermore, she had formed a preliminary idea.
A book produced by the system was naturally top-notch.
This book also detailed the current state of existing engine technology in the world.
This saved her the time she would have spent looking up information—after all, some of that information wasn’t something she had access to anyway.
Ever since Mrs. Fu learned that her daughter was finally going to register for school today, she had been too excited to sleep a wink last night.
"Daughter, do you want me to go with you?"
"Sure! Mom, let’s go together. We can bring the kids too and let them experience the university atmosphere."
’Get them to fall in love with learning.’
’The Tiger-Parenting System—I still have to push them hard to earn those rewards.’
’After all, I’m so poor right now!’
’The money is almost gone.’
’So, everyone has to get on the grind.’
The twins felt a sudden, inexplicable chill, but alas, they were too young to express it—
After seeing her daughter agree, Mrs. Fu hesitated again. "This... won’t this be bad for you?"
’I’m from the countryside, and I look so rustic—will people find out that my daughter has a mother like me, who’s not presentable?’