Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife

Chapter 393: Chapter 393: Learning Taekwondo and Practicing Piano

Even Gu Yunqi from Class 1, Year 3, who had always ranked first in the entire grade, paid special attention to Qin Jiao.

But everyone knew that Qin Jiao had a boyfriend—the person standing next to her in the photo.

And in the photo Shen Feng was holding, the face of the person standing next to Qin Jiao had been completely blacked out with a pen...

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The man whose face had been blacked out now lowered his head, bringing a basin of water for Qin Jiao’s feet and placing it before her.

He said, "Jiao Jiao, I don’t regret being jealous, but it was wrong of me to give you the cold shoulder for no reason."

Qin Jiao pulled off her socks, revealing her small, pale feet. She said with a sigh, "Shen Yi, are you ever going to stop?"

"Alright, we won’t talk about it. Have you decided when you want to start learning taekwondo?"

Now that the clothing factory was starting to run smoothly, neither of them had to keep an eye on it constantly. They could go back to focusing on their studies.

Qin Jiao put her feet into the basin and said, "We can try to squeeze in time for taekwondo every day. I also want to learn piano. Oh, right, Shen Yi, in my past life, where did you get the piano that was in your old house? It’s not easy to buy a piano these days, is it?"

"It was a gift from a distant elder of the Du family on my twentieth birthday. He was a pianist who was about to go abroad, so he gave the piano to my mom. She then turned around and gave it to me as a birthday present."

But the Shen Yi of that time wasn’t the type to play the piano at all; he was the type to smash it.

"Ah, your twentieth birthday... that’s still a few months away." ’I should probably just save up the money myself,’ Qin Jiao thought. ’But for now, learning taekwondo is more important. That way, if I run into any trouble, I can handle it myself.’

They made plans to have lunch together the next day, then go to the taekwondo dojo. Afterward, they each went back to their own rooms to sleep. Shen Yi waited until the light in Qin Jiao’s room went out before turning off his own and rolling over.

’This autumn feels so cold all of a sudden,’ he thought. ’The bed is so chilly. It would be great to have a wife beside me.’

’Guess I have to keep trying harder!’

But Qin Jiao wasn’t actually asleep. Instead, she entered her space. She and Shen Yi had redecorated it, making it exceptionally cozy and fully equipped with everything they could possibly need.

She’d forgotten an umbrella once, so this time, Qin Jiao had bought and stored backups of daily necessities like umbrellas in the space.

She walked into the courtyard. The Spiritual Spring Water was still bubbling away cheerfully, BUBBLE, BUBBLE. Qin Jiao’s gaze softened.

This Spiritual Spring Water had helped her in so many ways, and it had greatly improved her health and that of her family.

"Thank you." Qin Jiao raised her head, then surveyed the small house within the space and whispered, "And thank you, too."

’My family isn’t struggling for food or clothing anymore,’ she mused. ’But this space appeared when I was reborn. There must be a reason for it.’

As Qin Jiao paced around, a thought suddenly struck her. ’I was worried about disturbing the neighbors if I practiced piano outside, but I can practice in here!’

’I can buy an electronic keyboard first; I have enough money for that. I’ll practice on it for a while, and then buy a real piano when I have more money.’

However, just as Qin Jiao was about to leave the space and go to sleep, she noticed something in a room that had previously been empty. There was an easel with some paints, and on it rested a half-finished painting.

It was just a simple sketch that hadn’t been colored in yet, and the drawing itself was incomplete. But Qin Jiao recognized the subject immediately: it was her, carrying a basket and picking strawberries.

Shen Yi’s feelings were as intense as his fiery temper from their past life, and he made almost no effort to hide them.

But Qin Jiao still found herself hesitating.

She wanted to rip the drawing down, but after a moment’s thought, she held back. Instead, she turned and left.