Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

After arriving home, Jiang Mingyuan carefully placed the bicycle downstairs in the family courtyard.

He looked around to make sure the bike was placed safely and securely.

The environment of the family courtyard is quiet, the surrounding neighbors have returned to their homes, and only a few lights shine warmly through the windows.

Although Jiang Mingyuan's movements were slight, they attracted considerable attention in this quiet family courtyard.

Neighbors around him poked their heads out of their windows or doorways, curiously observing the usually taciturn young man and his new bicycle.

"Oh, this is the new bicycle bought by Mingyuan!" Aunt Li, an enthusiastic neighbor who often chatted in the yard, came over and asked with a tone of curiosity and concern.

Jiang Mingyuan turned his head and faced Aunt Li, his expression still maintained that calm and composed expression.

Other neighbors also gathered around Jiang Mingyuan and his bicycle.

There was curiosity and envy on their faces. After all, a new bicycle is quite eye-catching in this small town.

As more neighbors gathered around Jiang Mingyuan's new bicycle, the atmosphere in the courtyard became warmer.

Uncle Wang pushed up his glasses and praised.

"This kid from Mingyuan is really capable. This car seems to be of good quality and makes traveling much more convenient."

Aunt Zhang next to her also chimed in: "Yes, I bought the bicycle as soon as I asked for it. It's really promising."

The children gathered around the bicycle, curiously touching the handlebars and wheels, and talking quietly.

"Wow, this car looks so cool! Brother Jiang is so lucky!"

Aunt Li approached Jiang Mingyuan curiously, her eyes full of speculation: "Mingyuan, is this bicycle bought for someone? Could it be..."

Jiang Mingyuan paused, his eyes flickered slightly, and then replied calmly: "I bought this for Qingyue."

"Oh, Qingyue is so lucky," Aunt Li said with a smile, her eyes full of approval.

Aunt Zhang also smiled and agreed: "Qingyue should be secretly happy to have such a good husband."

Wang Qingfeng stood aside, with imperceptible jealousy flashing in his eyes.

As the neighbors gradually dispersed, night fell, leaving only the dim street lights and the tranquility of the family's courtyard.

She took advantage of the fact that no one was around and quietly walked towards the bicycle that Jiang Mingyuan had just placed.

Her movements were quick and vicious, and the sharp weapon in her hand shone coldly in the moonlight.

After a slight "hissing" sound, the tire deflated instantly.

A sly smile appeared on Wang Qingfeng's lips, as if she had accomplished something proud.

Wang Qingfeng thought to herself: "Let's see how you attract everyone's attention again!"

He had just finished the prank and was about to leave quietly, but he didn't expect Jiang Mingyuan to witness everything in secret.

Jiang Mingyuan's figure looked particularly cold and calm under the dim street lights.

"Wang Qingfeng, what are you doing?" Jiang Mingyuan's voice was calm, and his eyes were as sharp as ice blades.

Wang Qingfeng was speechless for a moment. She didn't expect to be caught on the spot by Jiang Mingyuan.

A trace of panic flashed across her face, but she quickly returned to her aggressive attitude: "I was just joking."

"A joke?" Jiang Mingyuan's voice became even colder, "You are destroying other people's property. I can call the police to deal with it."

Wang Qingfeng's expression changed, and panic surged in her heart, but she still tried to respond forcefully.

"How dare you? Who doesn't know anyone here? You, a foreigner, dare to act wild here?"

Jiang Mingyuan's expression did not change at all. He took out his mobile phone and said calmly.

"I'm just safeguarding my own rights. It has nothing to do with whether it's from outside or not." Wang Qingfeng saw that Jiang Mingyuan was unwavering, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her voice was choked with sobs and a hint of despair: "I was wrong. I never dare to do it again. Please let me go."

The tears in Wang Qingfeng's eyes were particularly bright under the dim street lights. Her body was trembling slightly, like a little beast trapped in a corner.

She slowly approached Jiang Mingyuan, trying to tease his heartstrings with her weak gesture.

"Mingyuan, I know I was wrong, but you are a generous person and would not embarrass a woman, right?" Her voice had a seductive charm. .

Jiang Mingyuan's figure looked like a sculpture under the dim street lights, as motionless as a mountain.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes, calm and profound.

His voice was low: "Wang Qingfeng, your behavior has already gone beyond the boundaries of a joke. I will not ignore your mistakes just because you cry and beg."

As the police car arrived, the surrounding atmosphere became more solemn.

The arrival of the police comrades broke the tranquility of the family's courtyard. The surrounding residents poked their heads out and whispered.

The attitude of the police comrades was serious and fair. After listening to the statements of both parties, they made the decision to mediate.

"Ms. Wang Qingfeng, you are destroying other people's property and you must pay compensation."

Wang Qingfeng's face was pale, and her heart was full of humiliation and unwillingness, but she had to lower her proud head in front of the law.

She took out 50 yuan and handed it to the police officer, with complex and unspeakable emotions flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Mingyuan stood quietly aside, with no trace of pride or anger in his eyes, only deep calm.

Shen Qingyue walked slowly on the path in the family courtyard, the dim street lights casting mottled light and shadow, reflecting her calm and indifferent face.

The moment she walked into the house, Aunt Li walked by with a hint of envy in her eyes: "Qingyue, you are so lucky to be married to a good man like Jiang Mingyuan. You are really envious of others. "

Shen Qingyue frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart.

Her voice was calm: "Aunt Li, what do you mean?"

Aunt Li didn't seem to notice Shen Qingyue's confusion. She continued with a smile: "Oh, isn't it? So many people saw it tonight. Jiang Mingyuan stood up for you in the family home. How considerate!"

A trace of confusion flashed across Shen Qingyue's face, her eyes were as calm as water, but there was a hint of thought.

She said goodbye to Aunt Li politely, turned around and walked into the house, but she was thinking about what Aunt Li said.

As soon as Shen Qingyue entered the house, Dongdong ran over and took her hand excitedly: "Mom, come and see, there is a new bicycle downstairs!"

Shen Qingyue raised her brows slightly, infected by Dongdong's enthusiasm, and she followed him.

Under the dim street lights, a brand-new bicycle was parked quietly.

Shen Qingyue's eyes were full of surprise: "Whose bicycle belongs to?"

Shen Qingyue looked around. The night in the courtyard was getting darker, and the new bicycle under the street lamp was like a silent puzzle.

Her eyes moved slowly on the bicycle, seeming to be looking for answers.

An intuition told her that this bicycle was related to Jiang Mingyuan.

She gently dragged her bicycle upstairs, feeling astonished as if she was being blown gently by the night wind.

At the door, Jiang Mingyuan's figure was waiting quietly. His eyes penetrated the dim light and shadow and fixed on Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue stood still with calm eyes: "Mingyuan, did you buy this?"

(End of this chapter)