Chapter 840
Disputes on Campus
Chapter 840 Disputes on Campus
Lu Qiaoge realized that Xiao Ninglu was incredibly shameless, as if the unpleasant incident at the Friendship Hotel that day had never happened.
She became much more well-behaved, no longer trying to show off by pedantic quotations and classical allusions, but simply standing obediently behind Chairman Feng, becoming a silent shadow.
When they parted, Xiao Ninglu even politely invited Lu Qiaoge: "Miss Lu, if possible, you are welcome to visit Hong Kong. I will certainly do my best to be a good host and show you the local customs and culture."
Yes, at this point he looks like a normal person.
With all these things to do, plus some miscellaneous tasks to handle during the holiday, Lu Qiaoge's days were exceptionally fulfilling.
Sure enough, under the warm spring sun, Qin Hengzhi and Lu Qiaoge were strolling leisurely near the campus, talking about these very things.
"...Director Bai also relented and approved my leave for half a month. That means I don't need to report to the State Administration of Foreign Trade for these two weeks." Lu Qiaoge said this with a relaxed smile in her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Qin Hengzhi's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly as he turned to look at his wife earnestly: "Qiao Ge, do you feel tired from working non-stop like this?"
In his mind, Qiao Ge didn't need to go through all this trouble.
Even if she does nothing but play carefree with Huahua and Xiaohei at home, he feels perfectly fine.
He had enough confidence to protect her for life, ensuring she would never have to worry about making a living.
He even imagined how wonderful it would be if he could find a vast, secluded place nestled against the mountains and by the water, privately owned it, and build it into a paradise for Qiao Ge and the little animals.
Although the current domestic environment does not allow it, he already has connections and plans, and is just waiting for the right time.
Of course, all of this is based on what kind of life Qiao Ge herself wants.
Lu Qiaoge stopped and turned to look at him, her clear eyes questioning, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"I'm just worried you'll get tired," Qin Hengzhi said in a low, gentle voice.
“Not tired at all,” Lu Qiaoge shook her head, her tone light. “I know how to manage my pace. And every time I accomplish something, I feel a real sense of accomplishment. On a grand scale, I’m making a small contribution to the country; on a smaller scale, I’m realizing my own value. Of course…” Lu Qiaoge paused for a moment, “The most straightforward reason is—I like this fulfilling life.”
Seeing her radiant with joy, Qin Hengzhi didn't ask any more questions, but simply sighed softly in his heart.
The capable are often burdened with more work, and the capable are often more tired. He felt sorry for her, but he also respected her choice.
The only thing I can do is clear away those unnecessary troubles for her so that she can focus on doing what she wants without any distractions.
Having worked as a mediator for so long, Lu Qiaoge naturally knows that in this era, it is extremely difficult for married women to balance their careers and families.
Both women work, but when they get home, it's the woman who takes care of the children, cooks, cleans the house, and does all the housework.
Even if a woman earns more than a man, she still can't avoid it.
This seems to be a woman's natural duty.
Often it's out of necessity.
Just as the two were about to continue walking, a sudden commotion ahead forced them to stop.
It's the start of the school year, and the area near the school gate is bustling with people.
Unlike the unfamiliarity of the first semester, most students are now familiar with each other, and the argument on the roadside corner quickly attracted a lot of attention.
Lu Qiaoge looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly woman, about sixty years old, dressed simply but with an arrogant expression, pointing her finger at a young female classmate and berating her. That female classmate was none other than Jin Yurong, Lu Qiaoge's classmate.
"...Jin Yurong, please understand me. My daughter gave birth in another city. As her mother, I can't help with anything else, but I should at least go and take care of her during her postpartum period, right?"
I told you back then that you could apply for a year's leave of absence and come back to school when your child is older. It's not like the school is stopping you from attending!
But you insisted on coming, saying you could handle the child's problems yourself.
And what happened? They just shoved the kid into my arms, dusted him off, and off to school!
The old lady had a loud voice and spoke very quickly, her spittle almost hitting Jin Yurong's face: "I'm telling you right now, I'm not taking care of your two children for even a day! I've already bought the train tickets, we're going to Haicheng first thing tomorrow morning!"
Jin Yurong's face flushed red, a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and utterly helpless awkwardness.
She gripped the strap of the canvas bag tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her voice low and almost pleading: "Mom, can't we talk about this at home? Why do you have to stay here..."
"Why are you saying this here? Because you've always been avoiding me! I've said so many times that we should discuss this, but you always say you're busy or tired! You have to give me an explanation today!" The old lady persisted, her voice rising even louder.
At that moment, a tall young man wearing overalls squeezed into the crowd; he was Jin Yurong's husband.
Clearly, he had followed later, and now he joined the fray with an impatient look on his face, pointing his finger directly at Jin Yurong: "Mom's right! Jin Yurong, do you have any conscience? What kind of wife is like you? You ignore your child and run off to university on your own? Mom is getting old and still has to worry about your child. How can you bear it? If you really want to go to school, bring your child to school!"
These words sparked murmurs among the onlookers.
Some people sympathized with the old lady, feeling that Jin Yurong truly neglected her family.
Some people felt that the husband's words were harsh, but out of consideration for face, most of them just watched in silence.
Jin Yurong trembled at her husband's words. She looked up at him, her lips moved, but no sound came out. Only tears welled up in her eyes.
"That's right, Yu Rong, you should go back and discuss it with your mother-in-law. We'll ask your teacher for leave for you first," said Chai Juan, a kind-hearted female classmate, trying to smooth things over.
Jin Yurong looked at the old lady and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, then... let's go back first."
The old lady gave a smug hum and turned to walk out of the school gate first.
Jin Yurong carried a heavy canvas bag, head down, following behind like a defeated general. His thin figure looked particularly frail and helpless in the bustling crowd.
The man followed behind with a cold laugh, completely ignoring Jin Yurong.
At this point, a female classmate couldn't stand it anymore and frowned, saying, "Hey buddy, you're a man, why aren't you doing anything about your wife carrying such a heavy canvas bag?"
Surprisingly, instead of feeling ashamed, the man said confidently, "Isn't she capable? If she's so capable, what's a little bag-carrying?"
The female student was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Jin Yurong's expression turned even uglier.
She knew she shouldn't take her anger out on her, and she knew her female classmate meant well, but what was the point of helping if she couldn't help? It only gave her husband an opportunity to say hurtful things.
Thank you caroletu for the donation, thank you all for your support, and thank you for pointing out the errors, which made the reading experience smoother. Love you all!