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

The profit wasn’t huge—just over ten thousand—but they had achieved a turnaround in an incredibly short amount of time!

Everyone was thrilled when they heard the news. Du Liya announced over the phone, ”I’m booking a big table at a fancy restaurant for tomorrow! We have to celebrate this properly!”

Qin Jiao smiled. She could tell how genuinely happy Du Liya was, since she could have just waited until she got back to the courtyard house to tell them.

Sure enough, after everyone returned that evening, Du Liya repeated the good news all over again. Meanwhile, Beidou secretively pulled Shen Yi aside.

Once they found a private spot, Beidou said, ”My father wants to give you two a wedding gift. He heard you’re both at North City University, so he went ahead and bought an apartment over there. It’s not huge, just a three-bedroom place, a little over a hundred square meters. Why don’t you check it out? If you don’t like it, you can just sell it.”

Shen Yi asked for the name of the residential complex and confirmed that it was a new development and very close to the university.

His eyes darted thoughtfully. ”Please thank your father for me,” he said. ”When I meet him, if it’s alright, I’d be honored to call him Grandpa.”

Beidou snickered for a moment, then gave him a suggestive look. ”I knew you’d take it. You’ve still got three and a half years of university left. That’s a long time. You should get the place fixed up soon. Then, you know, if the weather’s bad one day and it’s inconvenient to come back to the courtyard house, you’ll have a place to stay.”

’Only a stepdad would talk like that, not a real father.’

But Shen Yi found he really liked this kind of easygoing relationship with Beidou. There was no pressure at all.

He took the keys, a wide grin spreading across his face.

He didn’t tell Qin Jiao about it right away, though. ’I’ll go check it out myself first,’ he decided. ’If the apartment isn’t up to snuff, I’ll just make Beidou buy a new one!’

Beidou was both understanding and thoroughly disgusted.

’It’s all sweet talk when he wants a favor, then back to just ’Beidou’ when he’s giving orders!’

「The next day」

Those who were working finished their shifts, and those in school finished their classes. A boisterous crowd of more than a dozen people, arriving in several carloads, piled into a private dining room and promptly ordered all the most expensive dishes on the menu.

You would think they’d made hundreds of thousands, not just ten thousand, but no one cared. Everyone was just too happy!

It was proof that all their hard work hadn’t been for nothing!

Even the children came along, since school was out for the day. Mr. Du sat with them, a broad smile on his face as he looked from one to the next. At a glance, he seemed to be in even better spirits than he was last year in Ping’an Town!

Du Liya noticed it right away. ”Dad,” she exclaimed, ”I think you look even younger than you did last year!”

Mr. Du just smiled gently.

Beside him, Beidou immediately chimed in, ”Liya, you look younger than last year, too! And even more beautiful!”

Nearby, the more reserved couples—Qin Zhonghui and his wife, and Qin Na and her husband—smiled and covered their mouths as they chuckled.

Meanwhile, Shen Yi, sitting beside Qin Jiao, leaned in and whispered in her ear, ”Jiao Jiao is getting more and more beautiful, too.”

Qin Jiao’s ears flushed. She gave him a speechless push. ”Alright, are you just copying what you hear?”

”It’s not the same,” Shen Yi replied smoothly. ”He was paying a compliment. I’m stating a fact.”

Though the young couple was whispering, Du Liya overheard them. She was inwardly delighted that the two were growing closer, but she put on a show of mock anger. ”Xiao Yi, you’re really something, aren’t you? Get a wife and you forget all about your own mother!”

Without even glancing at his dramatic mother, Shen Yi turned to Beidou. ”You’d better go appease your wife.”

Beidou threw up his hands. ”I’m not the one who made her mad.”

Shen Yi looked at Du Liya. ”Mom, you should get a new man.”

Du Liya pretended to consider this seriously before sighing in resignation. ”But I’m not sick of this one yet. What am I supposed to do?”