The Petite Wife of An Eighties’ Villainous Big-Shot - Chapter 12
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Chapter 12: The Scumbag Breaks the Engagement
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qi Mianmian dug deep into the memories of her character.
She realized that in the two years she had been studying medicine under her grandfather, the rest of her family had remained in the countryside without returning to the city. She nodded decisively. “Yes, I do. Here, let me teach you how to knit something beautiful. How about we knit a button-up shirt?”
In her previous life, Qi Mianmian had been forced by her adoptive father to work herself to the bone, but she also liked to show off.
She loved knitted shirts, especially open, button-up shirts. She learned many sewing and knitting techniques from her kind and gentle foster mother.
“You know how to knit button-up shirts?”
This time, not only was Qi Zhen pleasantly surprised, but Qi Tian, who had been focused on sewing, also stopped what she was doing. “Grandpa has always said that our youngest sister is the smartest in the neighborhood. Indeed!”
There were many people in their neighborhood who knew how to knit, but there were very few who knew how to knit open shirts. Furthermore, most of those came from good family backgrounds and could afford wool.
Their family was so poor that they could not afford much wool to practice with. If the younger sister had this ability, it could only be attributed to her innate intelligence.
Qi Mianmian laughed. “I was lucky enough to meet a good teacher that year.”
Qi Mianmian cleverly took an old lady who had passed away five years ago to be her knitting teacher.
As no testimony was possible, Qi Tian and Qi Zhen believed her without doubt.
Their room, though shabby, was filled with joy and harmony. Outside, Qi Moli and Zhao Xiulian were gloomy and miserable.
Zhao Xiulian had heard that Qi Moli might have contracted a sex disease. She kept her distance from Qi Moli all the way home from the hospital.
Elderly Lady Qi had initially wanted to keep this possibility a secret from the rest of the family.
When Zhao Xiulian and Qi Moli returned, she asked for the results of the checkup. Upon hearing that it was inconclusive, she immediately shouted, “You wretched girl! Get away from us and go to your room. Stay there. Zhao Xiulian, lock her door for me. Don’t let her out of the room before the results are out. You, too, stay away from the others for these two days.”
Without waiting for Qi Shan to ask, Elderly Lady Qi continued in a low voice, “Qi Shan, the doctor said that Qi Moli might have contracted a dirty disease. Remember to stay away from her and tell Mianmian and the rest. Oh my, what a piece of bad luck for the family. The Qi family is going to lose face now…”
The more Elderly Lady Qi spoke, the sadder she became. She sat down in the courtyard and began to cry.
Qi Mianmian and her two sisters smiled at one another and continued with their work.
Qi Shan came in and told them what had happened. After Qi Shan left, Qi Tian said, “Will this really affect our family’s reputation?”
That would be terrible.
She had a boyfriend. Although her future in-laws were difficult to deal with, Qi Shaohua1 was a decent person. She was no longer young and she did not want to lose this engagement.
Qi Mianmian shook her head. “No, this illness will cure itself within 48 hours. By then, the rumors will be gone.”
Qi Tian patted her chest. “You scared me to death. I’ve been worrying about this.”
Qi Mianmian only wanted to frighten Qi Moli a little. She did not expect there to be an even better surprise after that.
While the family was having dinner, Zhao Xiaoguo suddenly appeared at the door of the Qi family’s house. Without even entering the courtyard, he shouted for Zhao Xiulian, making such a ruckus that she had no choice but to go out. Then, he said with a cold expression, “I heard about Qi Moli’s scandal. I want to break up with her. Please let her know.”
Zhao Xiulian’s face turned red. She wanted to say something, but Zhao Xiaoguo had already strode away.
Qi Zhen, who had gone out to the courtyard to listen, went back into the house and spun around happily. “Ah, all my anger has dissipated. Mianmian, you’re so great. Mianmian, did you plan this long ago? Ah, I’m so happy…”
Qi Zhen was overjoyed, but Qi Tian was anxiety-ridden. She was worried that Qi Shaohua would cancel the engagement too.
Qi Mianmian quickly comforted her. “It’s alright, Sister. If Brother Shaohua comes over, I’ll treat Qi Moli immediately.”
It was only then that Qi Zhen realized how upset Qi Tian was. Embarrassed, she said, “Sister, your situation is different from Qi Moli’s. Even if Brother Shaohua wanted to end the engagement, he wouldn’t have come today.”
Qi Tian did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Qi Zhen might as well not be comforting her.
Fortunately, Mianmian’s words were reassuring.