Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 315 - 310: My Wife Runs a Tight Ship at Home

Chapter 315: Chapter 310: My Wife Runs a Tight Ship at Home

"In a hurry?"

"The Embroidery Workshop Bureau changed their mind; they no longer want our designs."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao frowned slightly, feeling a bit disgusted with the people at the Embroidery Workshop Bureau.

Perhaps someone offered them benefits.

She then followed the servant to the Ruyi Shop. For the first time, Wei Yun’s face was noticeably displeased, showing how angry he was inside.

This was understandable. After spending money and effort, seeing it about to succeed, then being told it couldn’t, even the most good-tempered person would be upset.

Lin Qiao earnestly suggested, "Why don’t we skip the Embroidery Workshop Bureau route? Ruyi Shop has gained some reputation in the past few years. As long as we don’t produce shoddy work, it won’t take a few years to establish a foothold in the Capital."

Wei Yun neither agreed nor disagreed, just scoffed coldly, "If they dare to toy with me, I naturally won’t let it slide."

He paused for a moment, pursed his lips, and added, "There’s someone who can help."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao thought briefly and knew who it was, Song Tingfan.

She was slightly troubled, not really wanting to trouble Song Tingfan, but she didn’t refuse either, after all, she held shares in Ruyi Shop, "I’ll talk to him when I get back."

"If this thing works out, there will be benefits for you," Wei Yun glanced at her neck, pausing slightly.

Noticing his gaze, Lin Qiao unnaturally tugged at her collar, feeling a bit annoyed with Song Tingfan.

Why leave it on the neck of all places?

When she gets home, she’ll give him a mark as well.

...

Song Tingfan had been home for a while and didn’t see her come back, so after saying something to the family, he went to the shop to find her. The shop was empty, and hearing from the workers that a servant had called her away, he roughly guessed where she went.

He pursed his lips; he didn’t want her associating with Wei Yun at all.

Later, he went to the Ruyi Shop, but she was already gone.

Lin Qiao had just gotten home when Song Tingfan arrived. Turning her head to look at him, "Why are you home so late today?"

Before Song Tingfan could speak, Song Qin came out of the hall and pulled her, "Niu Niu went looking for you, Qiao’er, quickly, come eat."

Hearing this, Lin Qiao quickly explained, "I forgot to have someone leave a message. Next time I’m not back, no need to look for me, nothing will happen here."

The few of them went into the hall, and Song Tingfan silently served them rice, then sat next to Lin Qiao, adding some food to her bowl, "Eat more."

"Okay."

Lin Qiao remembered something and then asked, "The Li family in the alley is hosting a banquet. Are we going?"

"You decide," Song Tingfan replied without hesitation, as if she was in charge of the household.

Lin Qiao didn’t dwell on it, thought for a moment, "Then let’s send about ten cents, we’re neighbors in the alley, need to maintain relationships."

"Alright." Song Tingfan nodded.

After eating, the two went to the kitchen to clean up, and Song Qin and the others tactfully didn’t disturb them.

While washing the bowls, Lin Qiao looked at the man washing a large bowl next to her, "Tingfan, I need to talk to you. Ruyi Shop’s designs were rejected again by the Embroidery Workshop Bureau. They were intercepted. Can you discuss this with them?"

Before he could speak, she hastily added, "If it’s too difficult, forget it, it’s not a big deal."

This was the first time she actively asked him for help, and a trace of joy flashed in Song Tingfan’s eyes. He immediately agreed, "I’ll go talk to them later."

He paused and then said, "Wife, give me a kiss." After speaking, his earlobes were slightly flushed.

Facing the woman’s astonished expression, he restrained his embarrassment, couldn’t be timid, or else she’d treat him like a child?

Lin Qiao choked on her saliva, "Cough, cough..."

She couldn’t help but give him a side-eye, "Can’t you be serious? If Grandma hears us, it’ll be bad."

"They won’t."

"..."

In the end, Lin Qiao compromised to his attractiveness, and leaned in to give him a quick peck.

With Song Tingfan handling it, the design issue fell back to Ruyi Shop, and this time, the agreement was solidified, and a contract was quickly signed with Ruyi Shop.

No signing of a contract was complete without going out for drinks. Someone ingratiatingly invited Song Tingfan to join, but without any hesitation, Song Tingfan refused, "Not going, my wife at home keeps a strict watch."

It’s rare for a man to admit that his wife keeps a tight rein on him, leaving the group momentarily speechless until someone managed to squeeze a compliment, "Vice General Song and Mrs. Song are truly in love."

Wei Yun glanced at Song Tingfan, suddenly understanding a bit why Lin Qiao would marry him, then helped him make an exit, "Then you can head back."

Song Tingfan nodded, checked the time, then went to a dry goods store to get some supplies, and then rode back home.

However, before walking a few steps, he encountered Qin Dewen and his group, including Qin Wuli.

As a subordinate, he naturally had to dismount and salute. He halted his horse, dismounted, "General."

Although Qin Dewen was smiling, he appeared somewhat stern, "Perfect timing, join us for a meal."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips, "Alright."

...

The night sky was dark with scattered stars.

A figure stood at the courtyard gate, looking left and then right, muttering, "Why isn’t he back yet?"

After a while longer, the sound of hooves came from the alley, and soon, a horse and rider emerged from the dark.

Before Lin Qiao could approach, she smelled a strong scent of alcohol and cosmetics. She instinctively frowned, then reached out to help him dismount, "Why drink so much?"

Logically, the people at the Embroidery Workshop Bureau wouldn’t force him to drink.

Song Tingfan grabbed her hand, explaining, "I ran into General on the way. I didn’t touch any women."

Initially uncomfortable with the scent of makeup, hearing his urgent explanation made Lin Qiao smile, "Alright."

However, she worried a bit internally, why was it always Qin Dewen, like a tangled knot that couldn’t be undone.

Helping him inside to lay down, he held onto her without letting go, "Sleep with me."

Lin Qiao: "..."

Smelling of alcohol and still wanting to sleep together, she reached out to pinch his cheek, "Just sleep already, or I’ll hit you."

Perhaps Song Tingfan was truly drunk because hearing those words made him close his eyes, though he still didn’t let go of her hand.

Lin Qiao tugged a bit but couldn’t pull away, so she lay beside him, unexpectedly feeling at ease.

Anyway, she’s fallen for him.

...

On the day of the Li family banquet, it coincided with the shop’s opening day. Though the first day’s business wasn’t excellent, it wasn’t bad either.

Lin Qiao was busy in the kitchen and couldn’t get away, so she let Song Tingfan and his family attend the banquet. Song Tingfan didn’t go, though. After delivering the gift money, he let Song Qin and the others eat, then came to the shop to help.

Gao Qiang and Zhou Fu’an, hearing that their Vice General was opening a shop, naturally came to show support, and ended up eating so much they couldn’t stop.

Gao Qiang had three bowls of cold noodles, belching contentedly, "I finally... understand why Vice General Song always wants to go home, darn it, if it were me I’d want to go home too, a wife who’s both pretty and a great cook."

"Where can I find someone like her?"

Zhou Fu’an finished his last bite of cold noodles, raising a hand to call the waiter, "Another bowl of round dumplings, a big one."

"I want one too," Gao Qiang quickly added.

But there were no round dumplings left, so Song Tingfan went over to them, "Time to go."

The cook couldn’t make these, naturally, it was Lin Qiao making them.

Reluctantly, Zhou Fu’an and Gao Qiang stood up to settle their bill.