Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry! novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Slinking Away

The Fu family’s eyes were green with greed. They looked like they wanted to tear her apart.

Just then, a clear male voice sounded from behind Mrs. Fu:

"Mom, what’s wrong?"

Qin Wenhao was standing beside Mrs. Fu.

He was tall and carried himself straight. As his sharp gaze swept over them, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The Fu family members and the neighbors were stunned when they saw Qin Wenhao.

’Heavens, what did Fu Mingxue do in her past life? The man she found is this incredible.’

"──Mom, are they here to cause trouble?"

"Son-in-law, these are people from the Fu family. For elders, they have no dignity or grace. They’re trying to force me to hand over Mingxue’s betrothal gift!"

The Fu family members: ...?

’Shameless!’

’We might have been thinking it, but when did we ever force her?’

Qin Wenhao’s presence became overwhelming.

His gaze, even sharper now, swept over the Fu family members.

"You want my wife’s betrothal gift?"

His frigid voice was chilling, sending a shiver straight up from the soles of their feet.

Eldest Fu hadn’t expected the man’s gaze to land directly on him.

That look—he was sure of it. It was filled with killing intent, as if the man wanted him dead.

He immediately and meekly stammered, "N-No—we just—came to see you—"

"Son-in-law, back then, the Fu family took eight hundred yuan from Mingxue’s father’s pension. Later, they tried to take our house, so I had no choice but to give them five yuan every month. I’ve been giving it to them all these years. I could let that slide, but now they’ve even got their eyes on my Mingxue’s betrothal gift money. I can’t tolerate this anymore—"

Qin Wenhao immediately said, "Mom, don’t worry. The betrothal gift belongs to Mingxue. No one is going to take that money."

After he finished speaking, his sharp eyes once again swept menacingly over the Fu family members.

"My father-in-law’s pension back then was one thousand yuan, and you took eight hundred? And you made my mother-in-law pay you five yuan a month? What, was my father-in-law the only son in the Fu family?"

The Fu family members: ...?

The neighbors: ...?

But you couldn’t blame the Fu family for being cowards.

Given the imposing presence of Fu Mingxue’s husband—they would have been just as scared.

"Mom, come on, let’s go inside."

Qin Wenhao’s repeated use of "Mom" made Mrs. Fu overjoyed.

It also made the lingering neighbors endlessly envious.

’Where did she find such a good son-in-law?’

The front door was closed once again.

"Son-in-law, eat up!"

Mrs. Fu placed a large chicken drumstick in Qin Wenhao’s bowl.

Qin Wenhao moved the drumstick into Fu Mingxue’s bowl.

Fu Mingxue: ...?