Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife

Qin Jiao was speechless. "Classmate Shen, snap out of it. Do you take me for Thumbelina? Or do you just plan to keep dreaming now that it’s dark?"

"What’s wrong with dreaming? After all, anyone with a dream is amazing."

"Oh. In that case, our ambitious Classmate Shen can come wash all these dishes."

"Okay!"

Shen Yi actually still revealed his ’young master’ temper from time to time. When it came to things like manual labor, he would avoid it if he could—unless it was for Qin Jiao.

Of course, at present, only Qin Jiao could order this young master to do any work.

Washing dishes, mopping the floor, doing laundry, tidying up—he now knew how to do it all.

They had both moved their things here, and since Shen Yi was about to go on a long trip, he needed to pack his luggage.

But in the middle of packing, the two of them somehow found their way to the bed.

After their passionate interlude, Qin Jiao took a shower. When she returned, she found Shen Yi leaning back and complaining pitifully, "Jiao Jiao, you’re not even going to ask me to stay? I’m leaving tomorrow, and I’ll be gone for fifteen days!"

Qin Jiao was in the middle of blow-drying her hair. Without turning around, she said, "Oh. Then don’t go."

"I can’t do that. For our future, I have to make this trip. It’ll lay a solid foundation for the electronics company we’ll open later on."

After Shen Yi finished speaking in all seriousness, he scrambled up from the bed and came over to help Qin Jiao blow-dry her hair.

His long, slender fingers ran through her thick, dark hair. "Jiao Jiao," he said, "I suddenly feel that this—striving together like this—it makes me so happy."

Gazing at her and Shen Yi’s reflection in the mirror, Qin Jiao felt the corners of her own lips curve into a smile.

’Even though every day was a flurry of activity, her life truly felt so much more fulfilling than in her past life.’

When school started, they were both sophomores, each busy in their own fields. While Shen Yi had followed his professor to the South for research, Qin Jiao, aside from her classes, was spending most of her time at the Jiuyi Clothing Factory.

Jiu Yi’s new summer collection had been another resounding success, and they were now beginning to prepare the winter line.

While other clothing factories tried to imitate Jiu Yi’s style, Jiu Yi’s clothes were more exquisite. Moreover, their advertising was extremely effective during new releases, so when other people wore similar clothes, it always looked like they were just wearing imitations.

The term for it in a later era would be "knockoff."

In addition to Jiang Xiaoyue sending over winter clothing designs, Du Liya, who was far away in another country, would also fax over design sketches. Qin Jiao and the others would then choose from these to decide on the featured items for the winter collection.

Business at Youjia Noodle House was also excellent. Although the daily flow of customers wasn’t as explosive as it had been on opening day, it was still quite large, and the restaurant was bustling every single day.

Fortunately, thanks to Qin Jiao’s suggestion, a few of the noodle dishes that were difficult to prepare and had time-consuming toppings, but were extremely popular, were changed to a limited supply.

Every day, as soon as the noodle house opened its doors, customers would rush in, afraid they would miss out on those special dishes if they came too late.

Mr. Du would sometimes visit the noodle house, too. He’d sit to the side, listening to storytellers, sipping tea, and playing chess with his old friends.

After school, Xiao Shi would help Su Yun prepare vegetables, and sometimes Xiao Cheng would join in and learn as well.

The appearance of his biological mother had been like a flash in the pan, and it hadn’t brought too much trouble to this big family of theirs.

One time, Xiao Shi tentatively asked Xiao Cheng if he still missed his biological mother. Xiao Cheng thought for a moment before saying, "I don’t want her to come back. I’m scared."

The boy had been abandoned by his own mother, and that bone-deep fear would likely stay with Xiao Cheng for the rest of his life.