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Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 820: Love Me, Love My Dog—He Has No Principles When It Comes to Her
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Chapter 820: Chapter 820: Love Me, Love My Dog—He Has No Principles When It Comes to Her

Mrs. Qin had barely left when Jun Ruyi’s call came chasing after her: "How did things go?"

Mrs. Qin’s teeth were still chattering with cold: "Miss Jun, I really can’t do anything about this. Just now Young Master almost killed me on the spot!"

Jun Ruyi narrowed her eyes: "Isn’t the one he should be killing Qin Xin?"

Mrs. Qin: "Anyway, I followed your instructions, told him everything step by step. But he burned the test report and threw a huge fit."

Jun Ruyi: "Useless. Didn’t you spice it up and describe to him how miserably Qin Xin got ruined?"

Mrs. Qin: "He has to be willing to believe it first. He could even tell at a glance that I’d brought a recorder—tell me, with a man like that, how am I supposed to con him? Anyway, he absolutely refuses to break off the engagement. Miss Jun, I really did my best. If you’re still not satisfied and keep going after our Rou’er, I... I’ll have no choice but to tell Mr. Emperor it was you who sent me to him!"

Forced into a corner, Mrs. Qin could only resort to this, turning around to threaten Jun Ruyi instead.

On the other end of the line, Jun Ruyi’s eyes gleamed with cold light: "Mrs. Qin, keep that mouth of yours in check. You’ve pissed off too many people already—don’t end up getting hit by a car one day with no one to collect your corpse."

Jun Ruyi finished in a mocking, yin-yang tone and hung up the call.

Mrs. Qin’s back was already soaked with a thin layer of cold sweat.

Terrifying. In this upper-class circle, even a casual threat could be bone-chilling.

Her fingers trembling, she found her phone and dialed out: "Rou’er, are you home? What? You’re still in the classroom working on design drafts? Don’t rush back yet, Mom will come pick you up from school later. It’s not safe outside right now. From now on, Mom will drive you to and from school every day. Mm, wait for me, I’ll bring you your favorite snacks..."

Thankfully, Rou’er was a promising child.

The piano path had been a bit rocky, but she quickly started over and switched to the design route.

I heard she’s the only student in the Medical College who signed up for the national design competition.

Truly something to be proud of.

She had to protect this second daughter well.

As for Qin Xin, she pressed her fingers to her brow. How was it that this eldest daughter only ever brought her terrifying ordeals and endless trouble?

She really couldn’t handle any more.

==

Xinghe Bay.

At the dinner table.

Xiao Shuang sat next to his sister, with his brother-in-law across from him and a table full of good dishes and soups in front of him. He ate to his heart’s content, happy and satisfied.

"Sis, brother-in-law, last week when you two weren’t around, I was going crazy at the Qin Family. Every night at dinner I had to listen to Mom blowing rainbow farts about Qin Wenrou. It was so cringe, she bragged so much I couldn’t even eat. I’m still happiest eating with you guys."

Qin Xin’s brows were calm as she picked up a piece of foie gras for him: "Eat more."

In fact, Mrs. Qin had always been like this, praising Qin Wenrou to the skies since she was little. It was just that Qin Xin used to be too busy to pay much attention.

Nalan Ye Jue first picked up a piece of foie gras for Qin Xin, then placed a shrimp in Qin Xiaoshuang’s bowl: "You’ve got the fingerprint code for Xinghe Bay now. This is your home. From now on, you’ll live here."

Qin Xin glanced at him.

Never mind that she hadn’t agreed not to divorce him yet.

Even if they did end up married, no man would be willing to let his brother-in-law live with them long-term. For many men, this was a matter of principle.

Could Nalan Ye Jue really be serious?

Qin Xiaoshuang’s eyes also widened in surprise: "Brother-in-law, are you serious? Me living here all the time... that doesn’t seem quite right..."

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