How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 426 - 428: Theft_1

Qin Jin had an idea, "You can brainwash them, do a good job with ideological education, so they only know to obey and won’t cause trouble."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "You’re so scheming, Baby, is your dad scheming? You can’t learn from him."

Qin Jin: "....." Was it his Grandma? "My dear son, who’s better, me or your Great Grandma?"

The child closed his eyes and didn’t choose.

Qin Jin: "Have you fallen asleep?"

The child’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Li Qiao laughed, "He’s pretending to sleep, doesn’t want to answer your question."

"My darling, choose one, I won’t blame you," Qin Jin said.

The child opened his eyes, his chubby hand touching his mouth.

Li Qiao said, "He’s probably trying to say he can’t speak and can’t choose."

The child hummed in agreement.

Qin Jin: "Your hum means you like me, and spitting would mean you don’t like your Great Grandma."

Old Mrs. Qin rolled up her sleeves, "Are you itching for a spanking, young man?"

Qin Jin chuckled foolishly.

The family was full of joy and happiness.

.......

The next day was Saturday.

Qin Jin went to work, while Li Qiao stayed home with the child. By noon, the little one kept pointing outside, wanting to go out.

Li Qiao, disliking the cold, was reluctant, "Baby, the wind outside is very strong, you can’t withstand the cold."

"Daddy." The little fellow smacked his lips.

Li Qiao: "You want to find Daddy, huh?"

"Mhm."

Li Qiao thought to himself, it’s true that the one who spends more time with you ends up closer to you. Look, as soon as Qin Jin returned from his business trip, Baby is already clamoring to see him. "Your dad might be very busy today."

The child placed his hands under his head as a pillow and then closed his eyes.

Li Qiao understood, "When your dad is busy, you can stay in the resting room and sleep, right?"

"Mhm, Mama," the child said, giving a thumbs up.

Li Qiao couldn’t help but laugh: "You little rascal."

The distance to the shoe factory was not short. She took out a map, studied the route in advance, then informed Old Mrs. Qin of her plans. She wrapped Qin Baby warmly and took him on the bus to the shoe factory. After an hour’s journey, they finally arrived at their destination.

The security guard at the entrance told her that Qin Jin had left half an hour ago.

Li Qiao: "It’s alright, I’ll wait for him in his office."

"Do you have the key?"

Li Qiao: "Yes." How could she not have the key to her partner’s office?

She entered the factory with the child, and the gatekeeper took the things in her hands, saying, "It’s so cold that I can’t even extend my hand, was it convenient for you to carry so much on the road?"

"I’m not cold with the gloves on," Li Qiao said.

It was mainly because they were dressed warmly. After Qin Jin got home, he prepared fur coats for her and the child for everyday use, which were extremely windproof. Walking on the street, she didn’t have to worry about the child getting cold.

After entering the office, Li Qiao asked the gatekeeper to put the bag on the sofa and then set the child down.

Once the gatekeeper had left, she closed the door, carried the bag with the child’s things into the resting room, then returned to the child’s side, took off his clothes, and carried him to the window where the north wind was howling.

Qin Baby pointed with his small hand, "Mama, oh, oh..."

Li Qiao looked carefully, "Eh, it’s snowing." Tiny cold frost flakes, very small: "You have really good eyesight, I didn’t even notice."

Qin Baby watched for a while, then pointed toward the door of the resting room.

Li Qiao: "You want to go into the resting room?"

"Yes!"

Li Qiao always listened to the child, and took him into the resting room.

The child had many requests, one moment signalling her to read a book to him, and another moment gesturing for her to lie down and sleep with him.

Li Qiao agreed to everything he said, lay down next to him, and gently patted his chest until the child soon fell asleep.

Li Qiao also started to doze off when she heard the sound of the door opening outside. She thought it was Qin Jin, but because the child was sleeping, she got out of bed lightly and opened the door carefully. As the door opened a crack, what came into view was not Qin Jin.

It was a middle-aged man of average build.

He ran to Qin Jin’s desk and started rummaging through everything.

Li Qiao immediately went out to stop him, "What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man was startled, then immediately scolded, "Who are you? Get out of here, now!"

"I believe that’s my line!" Li Qiao reached out and snatched the documents the man had grabbed.

The middle-aged man pushed her.

Li Qiao skillfully dodged and punched him in the face.

Qin Jin had been away on a business trip for half a month; she had held the child more often, and the strength in her wrist was greater than before. The man winced in pain as he was hit.

Li Qiao called for security.

The middle-aged man, fearing that attracting attention would thwart his theft, hurried to Li Qiao’s front and made a move to cover her mouth.

He was knocked over with a kick from Li Qiao and captured.

The middle-aged man never expected Li Qiao to be skilled, he howled, "You’ve got the wrong person, you’ve got the wrong person, I belong to this factory."

Li Qiao responded coldly, "Who in this factory are you? You walk into the factory chief’s office without knocking and rummage through his things."

The security staff, hearing the commotion, came forward.

Li Qiao said, "You’ve arrived just in time. This old man was trying to steal something. Take him to the police station right now."

The security staff looked at each other.

Li Qiao asked, "Do you want me to take him there myself?"

Upon hearing this, they immediately restrained the middle-aged man, "Factory Chief Lu, we’re sorry."

Li Qiao then realized that the middle-aged man was the former factory chief. She asked, "How do you have the keys to the office?"

Factory Chief Lu, who had been hit by Li Qiao, was in pain all over and could only groan.

Li Qiao did not ask further; she guessed that Qin Jin had not changed the locks, the slacker! "You keep him detained for now; we’ll deal with him when Qin Jin returns."

The security staff took the man away.

The workers in the nearby workshop, hearing the noise, stopped their work to come and watch.

Among them was Zhou Ju, a girl who was particularly tactful. She addressed Li Qiao familiarly, "What’s going on with that person?"

Li Qiao replied, "I don’t know, but now is not break time, please leave." She dismissed the onlookers and returned to the room to check on the child; the child was still sleeping. She went to the desk in the office to sort out the documents; they were customer lists with order information on them.

Qin Jin sure was lax.

Luckily, she had come just in time.

She put away the documents and was about to lock the door when it was knocked on.

"Is Qiaoqiao inside?"

It was Qin Jin’s voice.

"You’re back, just now..." Li Qiao opened the door to explain what had happened.

"People outside have told me." Qin Jin was anxious to check the documents; thankfully, everything was in place. He sighed with relief, "Damn it, he actually dared to come here to steal. He’s got some nerve!" His attitude softened as he added, "Had you and the baby not come today, the client list would surely have been stolen."

Li Qiao said, "You should keep such important information in a safe. How risky to leave it in a drawer."

Qin Jin replied, "Who would have thought the old guy would dare to come right in and search?"

Li Qiao mentioned the security staff’s reaction to Factory Chief Lu, "It’s also because these guards are not vigilant enough. If I were you, I’d replace them sooner rather than later."

Qin Jin was considering this too. He put the documents into the locker in the resting room and locked them up, then walked over to Qin Baby.

As if sensing his presence, Qin Baby opened his eyes, stretched out his hands toward him with a hint of surprise, and said, "Daddy."

Qin Jin picked up the child and kissed his face.

The little child shrank his neck.

Waiting for Qin Jin to move away from his face, his neck stretched back to its normal length. His little finger pointed at the heavier snow falling outside.

Qin Jin asked, "You want to see the snow, huh? Want to touch it?"