Transmigrated into a Book on Her Wedding Night in the Seventies, the Cold and Rough Man is Infatuated

She was a favored daughter of heaven, doted on by everyone. But in her friend Qi Qingmei's book, she became a universally despised villainess. The campus heartthrob who pursued her was in love ...

Chapter 300: A claw left three scratches on his face

Three days later, Zhu Qiaolan's verdict came out.

The penalty is eight months in prison!

Kang Chenggong, thinking of Zhu Zhiqiang's dedication to the factory over the years, personally brought a lawyer to the office.

After all, it did not really harm the interests of the factory.

He has watched Zhu Qiaolan grow up since she was a child. She went astray for a while. He hopes that this lesson will help her return to the right path.

What Kang Chenggong didn't know was that his kindness did not make Zhu Qiaolan return to the right path, but instead turned her into a completely evil person!

Of course, this is a later story and we won’t talk about it here.

"Old Kang, thank you!" Zhu Zhiqiang said to Kang Chenggong with gratitude.

Zhu Zhiqiang knew that Kang Chenggong must have interceded on behalf of the factory for Zhu Qiaolan, otherwise the sentence would not have been so light.

Kang Chenggong reached out and patted Zhu Zhiqiang on the shoulder.

"Qiaolan has been a good kid since she was young. I believe that after this incident, she will become a better person in the future!"

Zhu Zhiqiang twitched the corners of his mouth, forced a smile and nodded.

He has been reflecting on himself these days. He has been busy with his work and left the education of his three children entirely to Wang Guimei.

Wang Guimei had a difficult labor when she gave birth to Qiaolan, and she doted on this daughter much more than her two sons.

He didn't take it seriously, thinking that there was nothing wrong in pampering a girl a little more.

Who would have thought that Zhu Qiaolan's personality would develop into this, and it almost caused a disaster.

"Lao Kang, there is something I want to ask you for help!"

"What's the matter?" Kang Chenggong looked at Zhu Zhiqiang in surprise.

This was the first time he used the word "ask" in all these years.

"Longlong, stop playing and do your homework!" Tong Ailing put her hands on her hips and frowned at her naughty son.

Kang Long was playing with a toy in his hand. Hearing this, he looked up at his mother and put the toy down reluctantly.

"Longlong, continue playing. Do your homework after you eat."

Wang Guimei heard Tong Ailing's words in the kitchen and came out holding a spatula.

Kang Long's eyes lit up and he continued to play with the toy, looking at his mother with a smug look in his eyes.

"Longlong." Tong Ailing frowned and looked at Kang Long angrily.

Kang Long was afraid of his mother. He looked at her timidly and clenched the toy in his hand.

He was afraid of Tong Ailing, but couldn't bear to put down the toy in his hand.

Wang Guimei frowned and looked at Tong Ailing, "It's almost time for dinner, let the child play for a while and do homework after dinner."

"Mom, this is not a question of whether to do homework or not. It is about cultivating good habits for him. He should do his homework first after school and then play after finishing his homework." Tong Ailing explained.

"Didn't you ask him to do his homework?" Wang Guimei looked at Tong Ailing in confusion. "Just cook one more dish. It will only take a few minutes. Ask him to write a few words."

Tong Ailing said helplessly, "You have to write even if it's just one word. It's about developing a habit, not about writing."

"Aren't you just urging him to do his homework?" Wang Guimei said frankly, "What difference does it make if you're a few minutes late?"

Tong Ailing, "..."

There was a sound from the door lock, and then Zhu Zhiqiang pushed the door open.

There was a hint of anger on his face.

He stood at the door and heard the conversation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law clearly.

When he looked at Tong Ailing, Zhu Zhiqiang's expression softened a bit, "Ailing, educate Longlong as you should, don't worry about your mother."

Without waiting for Tong Ailing to speak, Zhu Zhiqiang said to Wang Guimei with a cold face.

"From now on, don't interfere in Longlong's education. Let his mother take care of it."

With a "bang", Wang Guimei threw the spatula in her hand heavily onto the stove.

He looked at Zhu Zhiqiang with grievance and anger.

"What? Now you think I'm not good at educating my kids, what about you?

Have you ever taken care of three children for a day?

The second child is in the hospital with a cold and fever, and I can’t take care of the parent-teacher meeting for the eldest child, so I asked you to go.

As a result, when my eldest child went to high school, you went to the junior high school to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him, and asked me where to hold the meeting when there was not a single parent in the school.

How can you say this now?"

Zhu Qiaolan was sentenced to eight months in prison, and everyone in the hospital said that she had not taught her daughter well.

She felt aggrieved, but didn't want to argue with these gossips, as it would only bring more rumors.

She didn't expect that Zhu Zhiqiang thought the same way.

Zhu Zhiqiang was already feeling guilty, but when Wang Guimei complained about him in front of his daughter-in-law, he immediately became furious.

He growled, "Why shouldn't I care? Don't you know what's going on?

These years, I've been so busy with work that sleep is a luxury. I felt confident leaving the education of our three children to you, but what happened? What kind of person did you turn Qiao Lan into?

Qiaolan was so well-behaved and obedient when she was little, how come you taught her so much that she went astray and shamelessly likes a married man?

If it weren't for Comrade Jiang's firm will, Qiaolan would have been charged with destroying someone else's family."

"Zhu Zhiqiang!" Wang Guimei was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She yelled and pounced on Zhu Zhiqiang.

A claw went over and left three scratches on his face.

Zhu Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, and after he came to his senses, he pushed away Wang Guimei who was trying to tickle him again.

He reached out and touched his burning face, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy!" Wang Guimei's chest heaved with anger, venting all the resentment that had accumulated over the years.

"For the sake of this family, I was transferred to an easier position when I was young, so that I would have time to take care of the family and let you focus on your career.

As a result, your career is flourishing and your daughter has only made a small mistake. As long as you are willing to ask Director Kang for help, Qiaolan will be fine.

But you don’t want to. Is the position of sales director so important?

Is it more important than your daughter’s lifelong happiness?

Now that she's in jail, can she still find a good family? Can she still get a good job?"

Zhu Zhiqiang looked at the crazy Wang Guimei, closed his eyes, and didn't want to argue with her anymore.

He looked at Tong Ailing who was standing aside in astonishment.

"The factory will allocate housing next month. Zhihong has one. When the housing is allocated, you can move out."

"Ah? Oh...thank you, Dad!" Tong Ailing reacted and said quickly.

Zhu Zhiqiang waved his hand without even looking at Wang Guimei, "Educate Longlong well in the future, and don't let him become like his aunt."

"Dad, don't worry, it won't happen." Tong Ailing suppressed the excitement in her heart and said with bright eyes.

Finally I can move out.

Finally, the three of them can live their own lives.

It’s not that my mother-in-law is a bad person. Helping her take care of the children allows her to work with peace of mind.

But her mother-in-law dotes on Longlong too much. Every time she educates her child, her mother-in-law becomes the stumbling block!

Zhu Zhiqiang nodded, reached out to touch his grandson's head, and went back to the factory.

Over the years, he has gotten used to living in the office.

It's nonsense to say that he is too busy at work to go home.

When he was young, his children were small and their chattering gave him a headache and prevented him from concentrating on his work, so he simply moved into the office to live.

Later, when the children grew up, Wang Guimei became more and more nagging, saying the same thing over and over again, so he continued to live in the office in order to get some peace and quiet.

Now when he returns home, he feels uncomfortable and sometimes feels like a guest.