Because she needed to drive, Qin Xiaoyu had Master Xu make two pairs of pencil pants, one of which was also capri pants, revealing a section of her jade-like ankles, which was incredibly sexy.

The top was also custom-made, made of fine, soft, milky-white chiffon. It was a simple and well-fitting style, and the stand-up collar was her modified version. Unlike the original, which always covered the neck tightly, the collar curved downwards at the intersection, revealing a bit of skin. Paired with the ruby ​​collarbone necklace that her wife had given her, it was dazzling.

The crocodile skin handbag was brought back from Hong Kong by Ding Xiaojie. Fashion goes through a cycle every thirty years, and it looks good in any era. The well-fitting top, paired with off-white cotton pencil pants, made her stand out on the streets of the 1980s. Everyone would take a second look, and she looked absolutely stunning in it, leaving no room for criticism.

Back then, big shoulder pads, puff sleeves, and bell-bottoms were all the rage. With her wide, broad shoulders and wide trouser legs that could sweep the floor, she walked out gracefully. To others, this outfit was considered bizarre.

In her previous life, she was always worried about her hair. She stayed up late every night playing on her phone, and her hair was falling out in clumps. She even suspected that she would become bald by the time she turned thirty.

But in this life, her hair was outrageously good—black, shiny, and incredibly thick. She reluctantly had Master Wang shave off a lot of it, making it thinner, so she could finally style it into a bun.

Because her hair was cut into short sections, some stray hairs kept falling down. Qin Xiaoyu had to carry hair clips in her bag. When she felt there was too much messy hair, she would gather it up with one hand, take out a hair clip with the other hand, bite it to keep it in her mouth, and then tilt her head to pin it back up.

It was an unintentional gesture, yet it possessed a unique charm. Compared to her usual decisive and efficient demeanor, this coquettishness captivated many hearts. Some gossipy and jealous individuals, however, began to spread rumors and stir up trouble.

The rumors about the young widow from the Tang family causing trouble spread among the neighbors. Soon, Grandma Hanhan couldn't sit still anymore and tried to talk to her cousin-in-law about it several times, but was always met with a rebuke.

My cousin's wife treats Qin Xiaoyu like her own sister. Even if Qin Xiaoyu were in trouble, my cousin's wife would protect her.

Qin Xiaoyu was unaware that trouble was brewing behind her back, as she was busy with matters concerning the new school. Tang Wenwen took leave to come and help, running errands and quickly becoming her capable assistant.

"Sister-in-law, I might as well quit my job and work for you." Tang Wenwen is already learning to drive and has quite a bit of ambition.

“You’d better save your sister-in-law some trouble. If she finds out you’ve lost your job at a state-owned enterprise, see if your mother doesn’t tear her apart!” Master Wang immediately jumped out.

"Huh? Wenwen isn't at work?"

Master Wang's mouth is blessed; whoever he speaks of will appear. Grandma Hanhan walked in carrying a large bag of vegetables.

"Mom, what brings you here?" Qin Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"I was just passing by while I was buying groceries... so I came to take a look." Grandma Hanhan wasn't used to lying; she didn't actually pass by the hairdressing school when she went grocery shopping—she took a long detour.

Qin Xiaoyu didn't expose her, and just let her sit down.

"I'm not sitting here anymore, I have to go back and cook. Oh, by the way, Madam said she wants you three to come home for a meal. It's been a few days since you've been home, she misses you."

When Grandma Hanhan was leaving, she stopped in front of the two cars in the yard.

"A friend lent me this. The new school is opening soon, and it's too far to ride a bicycle here," Qin Xiaoyu quickly explained, already having a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"If you take someone's money, you're bound to be indebted to them. You have to think things through." Grandma Hanhan hesitated for a moment, but it was a subtle reminder to her.

Although her words were unpleasant to hear, they were sincere, and Qin Xiaoyu knew she meant well, so she didn't take them to heart.

"Sister-in-law, let me go home with you tonight. I think this is a trap," Tang Wenwen said thoughtfully, watching Hanhan's grandmother's retreating figure.

"We'll deal with whatever comes our way; that's always how it is. I'm going to pick up the two boys. Do you want to come with me?"

"Let's go. Why would I walk when there's a car available? Am I stupid?" Tang Wenwen said with a grin as she walked towards the red flag.

"Drive this." Qin Xiaoyu pouted. She knew Zhou Xing would be unhappy if he saw her driving Qi Si's car. But now wasn't the time to worry about him. What mattered was what Zhou Xing's mother thought. If she saw her son getting Qin Xiaoyu a car, she would inevitably be suspicious.

Bai Weiwei obtained crucial evidence but hesitated to act, her reserve making everyone uneasy. Qin Xiaoyu felt like she was walking on thin ice.

Qin Xiaoyu found it troublesome to bring Tang Wenwen inside, so she left the car at the entrance and went in to pick up the child herself. When she came out, she saw Zhou Xing chatting with Tang Wenwen, and he gave her a cold look when he saw her coming.

"Get in the car." Qin Xiaoyu carried the two children up, not even glancing at Zhou Xing.

Although Zhou Xing was unhappy, he could only watch helplessly as she drove away.

"Sister-in-law, you're amazing! I think you're the real expert." Tang Wenwen made a face.

"What kind of expert?"

"You really understand matters of the heart. Look how completely Zhou Xing is under your control."

"You're wrong. Who can control whom? They're all just trapped." Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little sad.

As she turned the corner, she glanced in the rearview mirror and, in a fleeting moment, saw Zhou Xing's figure still standing alone at the street corner.

Every time Qin Xiaoyu goes home, she buys a lot of things, carrying large and small bags, which everyone is used to.

She went to the lady's house to pay her respects, but found it was bustling with activity; several neighbors were sitting there chatting happily.

When Qin Xiaoyu returned, Hanhan and her brother followed, and Tang Wenwen came close behind. The little house was soon full, so they had no choice but to reluctantly say goodbye and go home.

"I'm just using the fan for fun," Tang Wenwen said cleverly with a smile.

Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but chuckle. He had originally intended to help his wife cool off in the summer heat, but now he had even brought her someone to keep her company, so she wasn't lonely at all.

"Xiaoyu, does Zhou's son have a girlfriend?" The wife took the opportunity to call Qin Xiaoyu aside.

"I don't know. I don't pry into their family affairs," Qin Xiaoyu said, but for some reason, her face turned red.

The lady was a jack-of-all-trades; she understood everything. She felt a lump in her throat. But Qin Xiaoyu had held back, so she couldn't delve too deeply into it.

Come to think of it, as Chairman Mao said, "It's going to rain, and a mother will remarry." Qin Xiaoyu is a young widow, capable of earning money, and beautiful; it's probably only a matter of time before she leaves the Tang family.

From then on, the wife became more cautious and gradually distanced herself from Qin Xiaoyu.

Grandma Hanhan is not as gentle as Mrs. Wanyue. This time, she invited Qin Xiaoyu back to discuss serious business.

That night, Tang Wenwen wanted to sleep with Qin Xiaoyu, but she stopped her.

"Go sleep in Mrs. Ma's room, it's cool there."

"No, I want to sleep with you, I want to talk to you."

"There's so much to say, why not say it during the day? My room is already stuffy, what if you squeeze in and make the baby get heat rash!" Qin Xiaoyu said anxiously.