The Valiant Farmgirl's Blackhearted Husband Wants a Hug - Chapter 93
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There were rumors in the Academy that Song Que had been pestered by a ferocious shrew, and he had even married her eventually.
So it was actually true.
Haha! Now that they knew about this, they were no longer angry at the couple. What was going on?
Qin Xiaoyao saw the expressions on the four guys’ faces, and the anger in her heart instantly surged again.
!!
Then, she forcefully suppressed it.
She took a side glance at Song Que. After seeing that her attractive husband did not have any reaction, she felt a little more at ease.
“If you want medical fees, sure.” Suddenly, Qin Xiaoyao spoke up.
Seeing the scholar who had just spoken look at her in surprise, she said, “But your injuries are obviously not serious enough! Why don’t I break it for you, and then you can go to the clinic to help you reconnect it?”
As she spoke, Qin Xiaoyao took a step forward.
That scholar’s expression immediately changed drastically, and he took a step back.
“And your leg. Why not try and break it as well? This way, you can have a taste of being laughed at as a cripple.” As she spoke, Qin Xiaoyao looked at the scholar’s leg again.
The scholar quickly retreated so far back that he was practically hiding behind another scholar.
The other three scholars hadn’t even had the chance to complain about Qin Xiaoyao.
Qin Xiaoyao laughed menacingly.
“Hmph! A bunch of gutless trash!”
As soon as these words came out, all the scholars’ faces turned red with anger.
However, before they could say anything, they heard Qin Xiaoyao say, “Leave your names and addresses, and promise not to slander my husband. Otherwise, if I find out, I’ll kill you all!”
After she finished speaking, Qin Xiaoyao took the thickest brush pen from the side.
Then, she used her hands to break the brush pen into two.
She couldn’t be bothered to complain to the Academy.
She liked to get physical, the kind of physicality that killed people.
At this moment, the four scholars and the rest of the people, including Song Que, were stunned.
How… how much strength did she have to break such a thick brush so easily?
The four scholars’ expressions completely changed. They knew that they had messed with the wrong person this time.
Previously, they had heard that Song Que’s wife was unusually fierce and seemed to be a female hooligan in the town.
Now, looking at her methods and her style of doing things, it seemed to be true.
Being pestered by such a female hooligan and getting beaten up was a small matter, but what if she coveted the victim and he ended up like Song Que?
For a moment, the four scholars looked at each other, all of them somewhat panicky.
Eventually, it was Mr. Wang who came back to his senses first. He asked the shop assistant to get the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Since Madam Qin had already subdued these four people, then he would proceed according to her wishes.
The four scholars were extremely regretful that they didn’t follow Mr. Wang’s advice when he offered them a way out before. Helplessly, they could only leave their names and home addresses.
They didn’t dare to write false information because they weren’t sure if Mr. Wang and Song Que knew where they lived.
If they were discovered to have left behind a fake address, they were not confident that Qin Xiaoyao would let them walk out of the bookstore in one piece.
After Qin Xiaoyao received the information from the four, she let Mr. Wang and Song Que read them.
After making sure there were no problems with the contents, she put the paper away.
Then, she looked at the four of them and said, “It’s time to apologize.”
The four of them were shocked.
They had already left their contact details, yet they still had to apologize?
“Huh?” Qin Xiaoyao’s tone was filled with displeasure.
“I’m sorry, Brother Song!”
“Brother Song, please forgive me!”
“Brother Song, Sister-in-law, please forgive me!”
“…”
The four of them hurriedly bowed with their hands cupped in apology in front of them.
Only then did Qin Xiaoyao’s expression become less threatening.
“I’ll give you one last warning. Don’t tell anyone about what happened in the bookstore today. Otherwise… you will have to be careful for the rest of your life,” she growled in a low voice.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Someone quickly answered, and the four of them bowed.
“Get lost!” Qin Xiaoyao finally relented.
The four of them quickly dashed out as if they were running for their lives.
When Mr. Wang and the shop assistant saw this, they couldn’t help but admire Qin Xiaoyao.
This Madam Qin was indeed… extraordinary.
After the four of them left, Qin Xiaoyao turned around and bowed respectfully to Mr. Wang, completely changing her terrifying and tyrannical attitude.
“Those four people have evil intentions. I’m afraid Mr. Wang won’t be able to deal with them easily, so I took action. I hope Mr. Wang Can forgive me.”
“I’ll compensate you for this brush.” She then looked at the brush that she had broken.
Mr. Wang smiled and waved his hand.
“There’s no need for compensation. It happened in my bookstore, but I didn’t stop it in time. It’s my fault.”
“But…” As Mr. Wang spoke, he looked at Qin Xiaoyao as if trying to persuade her.
“It’s against the law to hurt people. Madam Qin, you must not be impulsive in the future.”
Qin Xiaoyao smiled. “Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wang. I know what to do.” She looked very confident and calm.
Mr. Wang also knew that there were ways to deal with scumbags.
Since he had already spoken out to persuade her, it wasn’t good to say more.
Thereafter, he spoke some more to Song Que and Qin Xiaoyao.
He accepted the money that Qin Xiaoyao insisted on giving him as compensation for the broken brush before seeing the two of them off.
Mr. Wang couldn’t resist stroking his beard as he watched the couple leave, one sitting on the handcart, the other pushing the handcart.
He suddenly felt that this couple was actually not that incompatible…
As she pushed the handcart, Qin Xiaoyao’s mind began wandering.
In her mind, she kept recalling the scene when her attractive husband said she was his wife…
Until she was brought back to reality up by the sound of Song Que knocking on the handcart.
Looking at Song Que with a red face, Qin Xiaoyao only realized then that her attractive husband’s face had already darkened ominously.
“Wha… what is it?” she asked guiltily.
“I’ve called you so many times. Why are you daydreaming?” Seeing Qin Xiaoyao’s flushed face, Song Que’s anger subconsciously subsided substantially.
“I… I…” Qin Xiaoyao wanted to come up with a reason to explain, but she realized that her brain was like mush, and she couldn’t come up with anything at all.
Song Que looked at Qin Xiaoyao and said, “Alright! Let’s turn back and take a look at that fabric shop.”
Qin Xiaoyao was surprised.
She turned around and realized that they had indeed passed by a fabric shop and had overshot quite a distance.
Hence, she quickly turned the handcart around and pushed Song Que back.
Damn it! No wonder her attractive husband got so angry.
He must have asked her to stop a few times just now, but she didn’t hear him.
Not daring to be distracted again, Qin Xiaoyao put down the handcart in front of the fabric shop.
Then, she helped Song Que into the shop.
It was almost noon. Not only were there not many people on the street but there were also no customers in the fabric shop.
When the shopkeeper saw the couple enter, he came up to welcome them.
“What kind of fabric would Mister and Mistress like?” He asked enthusiastically.
Song Que tilted his head and looked at Qin Xiaoyao, who was grinning foolishly. He couldn’t tell what Qin Xiaoyao was thinking, and a hint of helplessness flashed through his heart.
“I want both fine cotton and coarse cloth. The fine cotton cloth is for making innerwear, while the coarse cloth is for outerwear. There are three adults and two children in the family,” Song Que said straightaway.
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