Chapter 169: My Son-in-law Is Indeed Upright and Glorious
Ruan Hongfei’s eyes instantly turned red.
She couldn’t accept that Qin Wenhao was actually married.
’How could he get married?’
Maintaining her last shred of composure, she forced a pained smile. "It’s nothing. I was just curious. Sorry to have bothered you."
With that, she turned and left.
Mrs. Fu watched her leave, her brow furrowing slightly. ’It’s obvious this girl has a one-sided crush on my son-in-law.’
’Otherwise, it wouldn’t be my daughter he married.’
She breathed a sigh of relief at the thought.
Just as she was about to close the door, her next-door neighbor, Wang Xiang, came out. "Auntie, that girl who just left was Ruan Hongfei from the Art Troupe."
Hearing that she was from the Art Troupe didn’t particularly faze Mrs. Fu.
The girl was certainly pretty, and she had a good job.
But she thought her own daughter was even prettier, and her daughter’s job was more impressive.
’After all, who else could earn a monthly salary of one hundred and thirty at such a young age?’
’Plus, my daughter is a college graduate!’
Seeing Mrs. Fu’s lukewarm reaction, Wang Xiang swallowed the rest of what she was about to say.
’Forget it,’ she thought. ’I won’t be a busybody.’
Qin Wenhao didn’t get back until two in the afternoon.
"Mom, I brought the packages back. Quick, open them and see if anything got damaged."
’Did my mother-in-law really ship over everything they just bought for the new house?’
Mrs. Fu was overjoyed. "Ah, they finally arrived! I didn’t expect them to get here so fast."
Now that these items had arrived, she could finally put them to use.
Suddenly, she remembered something. "It’s a shame we couldn’t ship the TV over. If you don’t use it for a while, won’t it break?"
Qin Wenhao immediately replied, "The TV won’t break. And even if it does, we can just find someone to fix it."
The moment Mrs. Fu heard the word "fix," she grew anxious.
’That’s a brand-new TV, and it cost a fortune! I shouldn’t have bought it if I’d known this would happen.’
"I forgot when we were here last time. We should’ve had your mom take the TV home to watch. It would be a waste for it to just sit there and get moldy."
"Mom, it won’t get moldy," Qin Wenhao reassured her.
’Of course, he wasn’t about to tell her that electronics left unused for a long time really were quite likely to break down.’
Mrs. Fu was just voicing her concerns.
If it really did get moldy and break, there was nothing to be done about it.
"Next time you call home, just tell your mom to take the TV over to her place to watch. We gave her a key when we were here."
Qin Wenhao nodded. "Alright. I’ll tell her next time I call."
Only then did Mrs. Fu finally relax.
"By the way, a young woman from the Art Troupe came by the house this morning."
As she said this, she deliberately watched her son-in-law’s expression.
The moment Qin Wenhao heard a girl from the Art Troupe had come to the house, his brow furrowed.
He didn’t even have to guess who it was.
"Mom, what did she say?"
"She didn’t say much. Just asked who I was. I told her I was your mother-in-law, and then she left."
Mrs. Fu’s words made Qin Wenhao’s frown deepen.
"Mom, if she comes again, you don’t have to pay her any mind. I don’t know her well. If she needs something, tell her to take it up with the Art Troupe."
Hearing this, Mrs. Fu was immensely relieved.
’Judging by my son-in-law’s straightforward attitude, he had absolutely nothing to do with that girl.’
’She knew her son-in-law was an upstanding and honorable man.’
"Alright, I understand. I’ll go check if anything in these packages is broken."
Wenhao: ...?
’Don’t tell me my mother-in-law actually shipped something fragile?’
The packages were quite large, so he hadn’t been able to tell what was inside just by handling them.