Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

In Chapter 172, did no one ask for her opinion?

Fu Mingxue really wouldn't eat anything, and Qin Wenhuo couldn't do anything about it.

When she comes back after taking a shower, tell her to go to sleep immediately.

Fu Mingxue was indeed quite sleepy, and within minutes of lying down, she drifted into a deep sleep—
After Qin Wenhuo saw that her breathing had calmed down, he pulled her into his arms.

Thinking of how tired she was, he had no other thoughts in his mind at that moment.

Holding the person in his arms, he slept very soundly.

When Fu Mingxue woke up and opened her eyes, there was no one beside her.

She glanced at her watch and realized she had gone to bed quite late; it was already seven o'clock.

I got up quickly.

Once outside, he saw Qin Wenhuo and couldn't help but complain, "Why didn't you call me?"

"You went to bed so late last night, I just wanted you to get some more sleep, so even if you're late, it's understandable."

Qin Wenhuo didn't think it was a big deal.

"Breakfast is ready for you. Go eat first, and I'll drive you there in a bit. It shouldn't be too late."

Fu Mingxue looked at him, "You didn't return your car from yesterday? Isn't it bad to keep using it? What if someone reports you? I'll just ride my bicycle."

Anyway, riding a bicycle is fast.

Qin Wenhuo didn't seem to care much about the issue. "It's fine to give someone a ride occasionally. I'll just drive the car away when I get back."

"How about we ride bicycles? I'll go to work by myself. It's so late for you to pick me up. I don't know how long I'll be off work tonight, it's unpredictable."

She still has to work in the workshop today.

Moreover, she was somewhat interested in learning a few tricks from that Master Yang.

There were some things that she watched with growing impatience, and she really wanted to try them out herself.

"I have nothing to do, so I can wait as long as I want. It's getting late, and I'm worried about you coming back alone. Alright, don't worry about me or feel sorry for me."

Fu Mingxue's face immediately burned.

She glared at him—what did he mean by saying she felt sorry for him?

When did she say she felt sorry for him?

Qin Wenhuo looked at her: "Didn't you say you were going to be late? Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face." Fu Mingxue: ...?
Forget it, she decided not to argue with him.

Fu's mother came out while Fu Mingxue was having breakfast.

Why were you so late last night?

Fu's mother felt a little sorry for her daughter.

Sure enough, this high salary is not so easy to earn.

Other cotton mills have three shifts! How come this one is working day and night?

"Mom, it's for work. My project is quite urgent, so we need to hurry."

“It must be tough for you to come back so late at night. Why don’t you sleep in the factory dormitory over there? That way you can get more sleep.”

Fu Mingxue pondered her mother's words—she felt that this was also a feasible option.

But Qin Wenhuo felt like the sky was falling.

If his wife goes to sleep in the company dormitory, won't he be left alone in an empty house?

Since they became husband and wife, he felt that even if they did nothing at night, just holding her would bring him immense satisfaction.

"Mom, it's actually better to sleep at home. We have everything here, Mingxue can take a shower, and you make breakfast in the morning, which is also very important. The food in the cafeteria is definitely not as good as your cooking."

Upon hearing this, Madam Fu thought it made sense.

She can also cook some delicious food to nourish her daughter.

"My son-in-law is right, let's go home! It'll be tonight—"

Qin Wenhuo immediately replied, "Mom, I can pick you up and drop you off if I'm not on a mission recently."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, son-in-law." Fu's mother's last worry vanished.

"Mom, it's not hard work, it's what I should do."

Fu Mingxue watched as the two of them made a decision about her matter after exchanging words.

Didn't they even think to ask for her opinion?

(End of this chapter)