How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 389 - 391: Biological Parents_1

"Okay." Li Qiao saw Mrs. Tao out.

Mrs. Tao still couldn’t quite grasp what had happened, this being the first time she’d encountered such a situation.

Li Qiao returned inside.

Zhuang Shu lay beside the crib, fast asleep, her hand clutching the sleeve of the baby’s clothes as if afraid the child would go missing again.

Li Qiao looked at the scene before her and could only feel it surreal—the child’s mother had appeared too coincidentally.

Ever since she had come to Beijing, she had never been to that park. Yet today, the moment she went, she ran into the child’s biological mother, and Qin Jin had also shown up, wasn’t he supposed to be busy expanding his business recently?

Li Qiao left the room to the woman and went next door to read and pass the time.

Her mind was still preoccupied with the matter, feeling something was off, like being manipulated, and she was uncomfortable inside, empty and desolate, even though it was a happy occasion that the child had found her birth mother.

About two hours later, the sound of the child’s crying reached her, so she put down her book and walked to the next room.

Zhuang Shu had already picked up the child to comfort her: "She’s probably hungry again. Babies need to be fed every couple of hours."

Li Qiao busied herself making formula while Zhuang Shu took the opportunity to scrutinize her, a girl of around eighteen or nineteen, delicate features, fair-skinned, and focused and efficient in her movements. Truly beautiful, more so than any other girl she had seen. "Why did you want to adopt a child at the time?"

"The situation was rather complicated, too complex to explain in a short time. I don’t want to talk about these things right now. When my grandmother comes back, I’ll let her decide what’s best for you to take away." Li Qiao put down the bottle and returned to her own room.

A little while later, Zhuang Shu called from outside the door: "The baby’s finished drinking."

Li Qiao went to wash the bottle clean, threw the soiled diaper into a tub below the eaves, and went back to her grandmother’s room.

Just as she settled in, Old Mrs. Qin returned.

"Grandma. Was it Jin who asked you to come back?" Li Qiao’s gaze swept around and landed on Yu Cuiying who had also followed, which puzzled her. Why would Cuiying come when Old Mrs. Qin was returning to say goodbye?

"No, Cuiying cut her hand. I came back to get some money to take her to the clinic." As Old Mrs. Qin was speaking, she inquired about the child.

Li Qiao whispered in her ear.

Old Mrs. Qin’s eyes widened. The child’s birth parents had come looking for them? "That’s wonderful, it’s always best for a child to be with their own parents."

At that moment, Zhuang Shu came out: "Good day, Madam."

Old Mrs. Qin smiled faintly: "Eh," and she stealthily asked Li Qiao, "Are you sure?"

Li Qiao nodded: "Certain." They are surnamed Shangguan and were able to describe the child’s unique features.

And the woman’s behavior earlier, her manic state, all spoke of the agony of losing her child.

If it had been her own child stolen, she would probably have gone insane too.

She had seen on TV, how wrongs can happen in hospitals, intentional switches.

When she gives birth, she’ll definitely ask Qin Jin to accompany her in the delivery room, to prevent any foul play.

Old Mrs. Qin went inside to look at the baby, sleeping peacefully, then said, "Your Cuiying needs her hand attended to, I’ll take her now and come back later."

Li Qiao: "Okay."

About half an hour later, Old Mrs. Qin returned.

Zhuang Shu sincerely thanked her.

Old Mrs. Qin waved it off: "Don’t thank me, thank my granddaughter-in-law. We don’t have children in our family yet, so we didn’t plan on adopting at first, but my granddaughter-in-law liked the idea. She was pregnant, and we didn’t want to upset her, so that’s why we agreed to adopt. This crib for the little one was personally designed by her and custom-made. It was just delivered a few days ago."

Zhuang Shu was quite moved.

If it hadn’t been for this family taking her in, she figured she might never have seen her daughter again in this lifetime.

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Around three o’clock.

The door was knocked. Li Qiao opened it to find not just Qin Jin but also Shangguan Qingyuan from the park, along with a man in a black coat.

A man in his thirties, tall and well-proportioned, with handsome features and an aloof expression in his eyes.

Following behind was a tall man wearing a Zhongshan suit.

Li Qiao guessed that the man was the child’s biological father, and the tall man following him was his bodyguard.

Indeed, Qin Jin began the introduction, "Qiaoqiao, this is the child’s biological father."

Li Qiao greeted him amicably, "Hello, how should I address you?"

"Shangguan Qingfeng, just calling me by my name is fine."

Li Qiao didn’t call him by his name. Since Qin Jin didn’t introduce his name, it indicated that he was a big deal, and he didn’t dare to say it out loud. So he only introduced him as the child’s biological father to her. When the child’s father courteously returned the greeting, she couldn’t take it seriously.

At this moment, Zhuang Shu opened the door while holding the child, "Qingfeng, come over and look."

The man quickly entered the room.

The already small room became quite cramped all at once.

Upon seeing the child, the man’s face softened, and he reached out to poke the child’s cheek, "Looks like he’s put on some weight."

"They have been feeding him well."

Li Qiao brought over some tea, and only Shangguan Qingyuan took it.

In the few hours he had been away, he had people investigate.

It turned out that Qin Jin’s partner was the Top Scholar of the 1978 unified exams, only 21 years old this year at best, who skipped from freshman to junior year without completing the first, achieving top grades each semester, publishing several professional papers, and translating and publishing two books.

He had also assisted the criminal investigation team in cracking a major case, causing a sensation at the time.

Qin Jin was a bit of a troublemaker but had guts and was quite capable. He had followed her to attend school and had taken several certifications, starting to do business even before it was officially allowed.

"Let’s go home," Zhuang Shu said.

"Alright," Shangguan Qingfeng replied, expressing some words of thanks before preparing to leave.

Li Qiao swiftly packed up the milk bottles and milk powder, "Should you take this with you? The child is quite used to this milk powder."

"Thank you," Shangguan Qingfeng said.

The bodyguard took the bag and walked out.

Li Qiao and the others saw them off.

As the child was carried away, Li Qiao felt as if something was missing in her heart, a bit of sourness creeping in. In the future, she would never again take care of someone else’s child, and tears fell from her eyes.

Old Mrs. Qin was also sad. Peng Chunhua’s child was a different story; they were planning to raise this one for the long term, having invested genuine affection, yet she still joined Qin Jin in comforting Li Qiao.

"Finding the parents is a good thing, and looking at the child’s parents, they seem quite capable."

Li Qiao hummed in acknowledgment and turned back into the house.

Zhuang Shu remarked, "That girl seemed to have cried, she really treated our child as her own."

"She’s soft-hearted, I guess. Lucky for us that we met her, or my little niece’s life would have been miserable."

Zhuang Shu neither agreed nor disagreed, "Prepare a generous thank-you gift for them later, and get them a bigger house."

Shangguan Qingyuan commented, "There’s a house registered under Qin Jin’s name. This courtyard must be the one they rented when they first came to Beijing. Judging by the wall paintings they have, they seem to be hand-painted. That young wife is actually a top student at Beijing University, now a senior and will start postgraduate studies before year’s end. Scholars prize their integrity; she would definitely take a gift as an insult."

"Beijing University, huh? I couldn’t tell. I thought she was just a housewife."

Shangguan Qingfeng picked up the conversation, "A housewife wouldn’t be like that; she looks like a scholar." Qin Jin didn’t dare to mention his name, and she didn’t either when he deflected, very clever, also quiet, her dress, demeanor, all looked good, very polished.

Qin Jin must be considerate of women; a woman who has been mistreated wouldn’t have her poise.

"Let’s invite Qin Jin’s family of three to a meal in a couple of days," Shangguan Qingfeng suggested. He also needed to investigate how they happened to find his child so coincidentally. "Qingyuan, arrange it."

"Okay."

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