Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry! novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Improved Hair Dryer

"Mom, I haven’t lost any weight," Fu Mingxue said, then turned to greet the rest of the Qin family. "Grandpa, Grandma, Dad."

Then she looked over at Qin Wenze and the woman standing beside him. ’This must be the new sister-in-law Qin Wenshu mentioned, the one he just married.’

"Eldest Brother! Sister-in-law!"

Gao Lan hadn’t expected Fu Mingxue to address her directly.

She quickly offered a smile in return.

Just then, Mr. Qin spoke up. "It’s good to have you back! Don’t just stand there talking in the doorway. Come on in."

Fu Mingxue nodded.

The family went inside.

Qin Wenhao stayed with Fu Mingxue.

As for their luggage—Qin Wenshu had that covered!

The moment they entered the living room, Qin Wenhao spoke up before anyone else. "Grandpa, Grandma, Mingxue is tired from the long trip. Let her go freshen up first, and she can come down afterward."

Mrs. Qin immediately chimed in, "That’s right, go freshen up. You can come down for dinner in a bit."

She knew how exhausting the long train ride was.

Fu Mingxue didn’t want to be all sticky and smelly, either.

"Okay, I’ll head up first then."

"I’ll go with you," Qin Wenhao said, carrying the luggage upstairs.

He didn’t spare Qin Wenze a single glance the entire time.

He didn’t even look at his new sister-in-law. ’It doesn’t matter who my brother marries.’

’The only thing that matters is that she can take good care of my niece.’

Besides, Qin Wenhao genuinely had a problem with Qin Wenze getting married so quickly.

’His niece just went through such a major trauma, and he couldn’t even wait a little longer to get married?’

’Even though his niece had recovered and was talking again, wouldn’t it have been better to postpone the wedding?’

Qin Wenze, however, didn’t notice Qin Wenhao’s expression.

But the sensitive and observant Gao Lan did notice.

Her heart sank. ’Does my younger brother-in-law have a problem with me?’

’After all, he didn’t even glance at me.’

Once the couple was upstairs and the door was closed, Fu Mingxue said to Qin Wenhao, "I’m going to take a shower first."

Besides, she didn’t know this new sister-in-law well, so giving her a hair dryer that was better than anything on the market would be inappropriate.

’Shanghai-brand hair dryers are pretty good, too. If it comes down to it, I can always buy one for her later.’

For now, however, she had no intention of doing so.

Qin Wenhao had already had his suspicions when he first saw it; after all, it resembled a hair dryer.

But his wife’s version looked a bit better.

"Let me dry your hair for you."

"No, don’t! I’ll do it myself!"

Fu Mingxue’s refusal was useless.

Qin Wenhao had already found a power strip and plugged it in.

"Do I press here?"

Seeing where his finger was pointing, Fu Mingxue nodded. "Yes."

She walked over, took the hair dryer from him, and said, "You go take a shower. I’ll dry my own hair."

’Did he even wash his hands? And he wants to dry my hair.’