Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 837: Chapter 505: Parental Hearts

"I like you too?" Yu Wenze chuckled in disbelief. He had known Yue Lingqin for so long, how had he not noticed this comedic side of her?

"Yes, doesn’t the teacher like me?" Yue Lingqin tilted her head, sizing up Yu Wenze. "Teacher, you are really handsome, the more I look at you, the more handsome you get. I really like it!"

Yu Wenze frowned as he stared at Yue Lingqin, "Allen, tell me the truth, what did you add to the coffee?"

"Add what?" Yue Lingqin rolled her eyes and tapped her forehead, suddenly slapping Yu Wenze on the shoulder, "Teacher, don’t you trust me? I remember all your habits, you prefer milk over creamer..."

Yu Wenze interrupted her, "That’s not what I meant, I’m asking... did you add any drugs?"

"Drugs?" Yue Lingqin wrapped her arms around Yu Wenze’s neck, rubbing back and forth, "Why would I add drugs? What drugs should I add? Teacher, tell me what drugs to add, and I’ll add them for you..."

Seeing her thoughts were already in disarray, knowing it was useless to ask further, and feeling the desire within him uncontrollably rising, Yu Wenze pushed Yue Lingqin away and dashed into the bathroom, turning on the faucet to drench himself.

"Teacher, open the door, open it quickly, teacher..." Yue Lingqin rubbed against the doorframe in discomfort, continuously knocking on the door.

By now, she also understood that there was something wrong with the coffee, yet when she thought about it, she didn’t blame Yang Miao.

The other party must have done it to help her, fearing she’d be too embarrassed to face it, so instead of blaming Yang Miao for the underhanded tactic, she felt grateful for the opportunity it presented.

Perhaps after tonight, she could actually be with Yu Wenze. From what she understood about him, if something happened between them, the teacher would surely take responsibility.

However, things weren’t as simple as she imagined. No matter how she knocked, he just ignored her, and she was on the verge of breaking down, feeling as if thousands of ants were biting inside her, itchy, swollen, wanting to scratch but not knowing where to...

...

The Han family living room.

Han Xue and her father, Han Leming, were playing chess. Their faces red with argument over a taken-back move, Principal Han, unable to win against his daughter, protested with a flushed face, "You’re such a headstrong girl, who would dare to marry you in the future?"

Han Xue widened her eyes and huffed in displeasure, "Dad, judging by how you speak, it seems like you think my chances with Yu Wenze are really slim, right?"

"You...I...I didn’t say that!" Han Leming quickly refuted.

"That’s exactly what you meant!" Han Xue squinted at her dad, "You used to nag me every day about not having a boyfriend, fine, I listened to you and found one, but here you are again with your disheartening talk, sigh!"

Knowing he couldn’t out-argue his sharp-tongued daughter, Han Leming quickly looked towards his wife for help, "Yue Xiu, quickly, be the voice of reason. Did I mean it like that?"

The busy Mrs. Han, working on cross-stitching, looked up at her husband, and said casually, "You did mean it, our daughter didn’t wrong you."

"You, you two mother and daughter...!" Han Leming was speechless, not knowing what to say to his wife and daughter.

Han Xue yawned, "Are we going to continue playing or not? If not, I’m going to bed."

Han Leming grabbed his daughter, "We have to finish this game, take back that last move."

"No way!" Han Xue stubbornly said, "Just because you’re the elder, you can’t bully me."

"It was a hand mistake, pure hand mistake, Xuexue, you should give dad a chance to correct his mistakes, let dad go back, also, daughters should be filial to their fathers, be good..."

Listening to her dad’s nonsensical and unreasonable excuse, Han Xue was truly defeated, impatiently waving her hand, "Dad, I really admire you. Fine, fine, take it back."

"That’s my good daughter."

Mrs. Han glanced at her husband and shook her head helplessly, "Old Han, you certainly put on quite a decent act outside, but at home, you’re just a rascal. If people heard, they’d think your daughter and I were maligning you!"

"With you two at home, relaxing a bit, how else can I live?" Han Leming said matter-of-factly.

"Fine, fine, you’re always right, I can’t argue with you. As long as our daughter is willing to give in to you, do whatever you like. But when the son-in-law comes in, you’d better be careful, otherwise, your image will be completely ruined."

"What’s the big deal, can my own son-in-law laugh at his father-in-law?" Han Leming said, pausing his actions, squinting proudly, "Let me tell you, remember a few days ago I went to Beijing for a meeting?

At the meeting, I happened to meet Yan Sanping. That guy, when he heard our Xuexue and Yu Wenze were together, his face turned sour immediately. Hmph, he’s been competing with me all his life, and now finally lost to me in terms of a son-in-law, hahaha..."

"Look at how little ambition you have!" Mrs. Han pointed her finger at her husband and turned to their daughter, "Xuexue, don’t you think your father is disgraceful?"

Han Xue scoffed, "Dad, Yan Meitao isn’t even thinking about finding a boyfriend right now. You and Uncle Yan are just bored!"

"But considering Meitao’s age, she should start looking. She’s two years older than Xuexue, and if she waits any longer, it’ll be hard to find someone," Mrs. Han said with a sigh. "At her current age, if she’s looking for someone, it’s either someone divorced or widowed." She turned to Han Xue and said, "Xuexue, you really have to cherish this. To meet someone like Yu Wen at your age is a rare blessing, even in ten lifetimes. Your father and I never imagined in our wildest dreams you’d have such a perfect match."

"Why are we talking about this out of nowhere again? Aren’t you tired of this all day?" Han Xue looked at her parents, speechless. "Alright, you guys chat slowly; I’m heading back to my room to rest. I have class tomorrow."

"No way..."

"What do you mean no way? I gave you a chance just now, and you didn’t seize it. Overruled! It must work!" Han Xue interrupted Han Leming and returned to her bedroom without turning back.

"This kid is obviously afraid of losing." Han Leming said while playing his chess piece, "Look, the knight moves here, and the cannon goes there... Checkmate, I win!"

Mrs. Han looked at her husband, speechless: "I think you should just play by yourself in the future, so everyone’s ears can have peace."

Han Leming waved his hand: "What’s the point of playing by myself? By the way, Yu Wen plays chess very well. He might take a vacation soon, and then I can have some fun."

"When he takes a vacation, he’s sure to fly back to France to see his parents. Who are you to him?"

Han Leming raised his eyebrows smugly: "I’m his future father-in-law. Do you think he’d dare not try to please me now?"

Mrs. Han stopped arguing with her husband, paused her work, and looked at him seriously, "By the way, Old Han, I want to discuss something with you."

Han Leming glanced at his wife, "What is it? You know my principles; anything other than that is negotiable."

"Okay, I haven’t been with you just for one day. How could I not know your fear of rules? Besides, when have I ever presented you with a hard problem?" Mrs. Han said, dissatisfied, giving her husband a side glance, and continued, "I was thinking of going back to my hometown in a few days to ask my mom to help buy some new cotton and sew a few quilt covers. Xuexue might get married this year, and we should prepare early, don’t you think?"

Han Leming waved his hand, "What’s there to discuss? Just do it."

Mrs. Han snorted, "Can it work without discussion? You’ll start suspecting I’ve taken advantage of some trainee’s family again!"

"Wife, I know I was wrong; please don’t keep bringing up my mistakes." Han Leming moved closer to his wife, holding her arm. "That time, wasn’t it just a coincidence? Li Xiaobei’s family had just come over, and you gave me jujubes to eat. Connecting the dots, wouldn’t I overthink?"

Mrs. Han raised her eyebrows at him, "So according to you, it’s all my fault?"

"No, no, it can’t be the lady’s fault. It’s my fault, all my fault. I’m just explaining the reason because I don’t want the lady to be angry." Han Leming apologized repeatedly.

"You’ve explained it more than once; are you going through menopause?"

"Alright, just assume I’m going through menopause." Han Leming affectionately wrapped his arm around his wife’s shoulder, "Yue Xiu, all these years I’ve often wronged you. Thinking about it, I’ve truly put you through some grievances."

"Honestly, acting like this, I’m really not used to it." Mrs. Han moved slightly aside, "Hurry up if you have something to say. Don’t try to blind me with charm again."

Han Leming declared with an innocent face, "I really feel like I’ve let you down a lot. Look at you, you don’t trust me at all?"

"Stop pretending." Mrs. Han nudged her husband, followed by a look of concern, "Old Han, I know the difficulties you face. Being in this position, even a tiny mistake could lead you to disaster. I won’t do anything foolish, rest assured. As for those wrongful accusations against me, they sometimes happen because of timing and your anxiety, leading to careless words. Besides, people only make such mistakes in front of those closest to them; I understand."

"That’s good, that’s good." Han Leming hugged his wife without saying another word.

"Knock knock knock..."

A sudden rush of footsteps sounded, and before the couple could react, Han Xue was already disappearing at the doorway.

"Xuexue, what’s going on?" Han Leming and Mrs. Han hurriedly got up and chased after her.

"Dad, Mom, I might be back late. I’m with Yu Wen; don’t worry." Han Xue turned back to explain, her pace accelerating, disappearing quickly, leaving her parents staring at each other.

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