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

Qin Jiao had no idea that those men were still watching her. However, ever since her talk with Shen Yi, she had been on high alert, paying constant attention to her surroundings.

Her doctor had told her that since she could still walk around, she should do so as much as possible for the baby’s sake. Besides, Qin Jiao was the type who couldn’t sit still, so she got a fair amount of exercise every day.

However, Shen Yi was too worried about her and had forbidden her from going to Jiu Yi and Jiuyi. It was the end of the year and work was frantic. Even though Shen Yi was exhausted every day, he couldn’t bear to see his wife tire herself out in the slightest.

One day, Qin Jiao watched him come home and fall asleep from exhaustion right in the middle of a conversation with her. ’It was heartbreaking to see.’

When she brought it up with Shen Yi, he just held her small hand, kissing it as he spoke. ”You have it hard, too. You’re undertaking a very noble mission—a mission that only you can accomplish for our family. I can’t do what you’re doing, so I can only do what’s within my power. But don’t you worry. It’s just busy because it’s the end of the year. Things will get better after the New Year.”

The Jiuyi Clothing Company was already well-established. Qin Jiao and Shen Yi didn’t have to worry about anything short of a major crisis.

As for the Southern Nine Billion Company, this year-end was a critical period. In another year, it should also be running smoothly on its own.

By then, Shen Yi would have more time to spend with Qin Jiao.

Their restaurant was doing fine. It was operating normally and managed by people they knew and trusted. Business was good, so it required very little of their attention.

In a few more years, the couple wouldn’t be so busy anymore. They would have truly laid a solid foundation for their future.

All their hard work over the past few years wouldn’t have been in vain.

Since Shen Yi was busy and Qin Jiao still needed to take frequent walks, Xiao Shi, who was on winter break, took over the duty of accompanying her sister.

Qin Jiao teased her, ”Xiao Shi, don’t you wish you could split one minute into two just so you could study more?”

Xiao Shi replied, ”Yeah, but what’s more important than keeping my sister company? Besides, I can study while I’m with you.”

The young girl carried a bag full of various test papers, workbooks, and textbooks, and her personal cassette player was loaded with an English listening tape.

It was a Sony Walkman that Qin Jiao had bought for her on her last trip abroad. You couldn’t even find them in stores here yet. Xiao Shi treasured it, using it for her studies.

Occasionally, she would also listen to English songs to relax.

Qin Jiao watched her sister, who had grown much taller. Her eyes shone with confidence and composure, and her entire demeanor had undergone a monumental change over the past few years.

Qin Jiao felt a sense of relief. ’My little Xiao Shi is getting so mature.’

”Sis, I’m already so grown up, of course I’m mature. Besides, I’m really looking forward to my little niece or nephew being born.”

Xiao Shi looked curiously at her sister’s big belly.

Qin Jiao was a little surprised. After all, her sister had always given the impression that she only loved studying and wanted to be rich in the future, with no interest in anything else.

She asked curiously, ”Xiao Shi, you like babies, too?”

”I do. That’s why I’m wondering if it’s possible for me to just have a baby in the future without getting married.”

”...”

Qin Jiao was suddenly at a loss for words. ’How did my sister’s way of thinking get so strange?’

But thankfully, her sister was still young. Qin Jiao decided that once Xiao Shi got into college, she would try to instill some other ideas in her—for example, that if she ever truly found love, she shouldn’t let it pass her by.

That way, she wouldn’t have any regrets later on.

Of course, if she never found it, she shouldn’t just settle for less.

In fact, you could compromise on almost anything in life, but never on love.