Chapter 663: Runs Faster Than a Rabbit

"—Then let’s drop the matter. Let’s not turn this into something ugly. As for a child, we’ll just adopt one."

After saying this, Song Chuan had no desire to stay at the Ji Family’s home any longer and left in a hurry.

The moment he left, Luo Lanqing came out.

"I told you this wouldn’t work. Your sister just wouldn’t listen—"

"That’s enough. My sister didn’t expect the Qin family to place so much importance on those two kids either. Don’t go over there again for a while."

’After a few years—once the children are older, I refuse to believe they won’t acknowledge their own mother.’

Luo Lanqing heard this and let out a sigh of relief.

She gave a compliant nod. "Okay!"

’In truth, she didn’t want to go at all.’

’Who enjoys getting the cold shoulder?’

’Besides, those two kids... she always felt a sense of guilt around them, and it made her deeply uncomfortable.’

’Anyway, she had her own child now.’

’As for whether it was a son or not... it wasn’t like she couldn’t have more children. She could just have another one, right?’

’That boy wasn’t from the Ji Family anyway, so what was the point of bringing him into their home?’

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Fu Mingxue didn’t give the matter a second thought.

After all, she had great faith in her father-in-law’s capabilities.

Since he said he would handle it, she was sure it would be handled properly.

Sure enough, the woman didn’t show up again for the next several days.

Mrs. Fu, who had been a little worried, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The day before Qin Wenying was due to return to her unit, she made a special trip to say goodbye to Fu Mingxue.

And after her month of teaching assignments was over, Fu Mingxue hurried back to the base.

She was spending most of her time at the base now.

By the time things started to wind down, it was already August.

So, she returned to the family compound.

Wang Xiang was stunned when she saw Fu Mingxue. "Mingxue! Y-you’re back?"

"Yes, I just got back from a work trip."

"Oh, that’s wonderful! It’s so good to have you back. By the way, what about your mother and the two children? They didn’t come back with you?"

"No, they’re in Beijing City. They’ll come over next year, once the kids are a little older."

’She would definitely be stationed here for a few more years.’

’The children could go to school here in the family compound, too.’

’After all, she and Qin Wenhao spent most of their time here.’

"—Well, that’s good too. Say, you must be hungry, having just gotten off the train. Why don’t you come over to our place for lunch in a little while?"

"Thank you for the offer, but there’s no need. I have to head to the factory soon."

Hearing that she was heading straight to the factory right after getting back, Wang Xiang couldn’t help but marvel at how driven she was.

"—Alright then. When your Qin Tuan gets back, I’ll let him know."

Fu Mingxue didn’t mind either way.

"Thank you. I’m going to head inside now."

"Okay, you go on in!"

Wang Xiang knew the other woman was busy, so she didn’t dare hold her up any longer.

Fu Mingxue unlocked the door and found the yard was surprisingly clean and tidy.

Clearly, Qin Wenhao had been cleaning it often.

She carried her luggage inside.

Her eyes quickly scanned the room.

The inside of the house was also spotless.

Especially the thin quilt on the bed, folded into a perfect square like a block of tofu—she had to admit, the sight was quite endearing.

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Meanwhile, Qin Wenhao was in the middle of training exercises.

Director Xie, having heard the news, went to find him.

"Qin Tuan, your wife is back!"

He yelled it quite loudly.

The men he was training all heard it.

They stopped in unison, all turning to look at Qin Tuan.

Qin Wenhao froze for a second before roaring at the men, "What are you all staring at? Give me twenty more sets, all of you!"

This time, none of them dared to stop.

They immediately resumed their training.

Qin Wenhao paid them no more mind.

He turned and bolted—

The men: ...?

’Having Qin Tuan’s wife back really makes a difference.’

’He runs faster than a rabbit.’