Chapter 354: Model Husband

She stayed at the Qin family’s home until around seven.

Then, Qin Wenhao took her to the research institute.

Once they arrived, she said to Qin Wenhao, "I don’t know what time I’ll be done here. Why don’t you head back first? I can have someone from the institute take me home later."

"No, it’s fine. I’m not busy anyway, so I’ll just wait for you here."

Fu Mingxue was a little speechless when she heard that.

’Just wait here for several hours?’

"Then come back at ten."

When Qin Wenhao heard ten o’clock, he immediately nodded. "Alright, I’ll come back at ten."

With that, he rode off on his bicycle.

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’Is he worried I’ll work too late if he doesn’t come back to get me?’

And as it turned out, she was right.

That was exactly what Qin Wenhao was thinking.

...

Fu Mingxue entered the research institute. Director Zheng and Old Ji were both there.

When Old Ji saw Fu Mingxue arrive, he waved her over. "Mingxue, you’re here! Come take a look at this data."

Fu Mingxue walked over.

"Look, this came over from the aviation institute. The data for the cooling system is off. See if you can find out what went wrong—"

Director Zheng knew that when it came to engines, Fu Mingxue was truly exceptional.

Fu Mingxue began to examine the data.

Her expression gradually grew serious.

At ten o’clock, Qin Wenhao arrived to pick her up, right on time.

However, his wife didn’t appear.

Meanwhile, Fu Mingxue had completely lost track of time.

After all, she was completely absorbed in her work.

Fortunately, her hard work paid off. After pointing out the issues, she also offered some ideas for solutions.

All this work kept her busy until around twelve.

Director Zheng hadn’t left either. Seeing that things were more or less resolved, he said to Fu Mingxue, "It’s gotten a little late. I’ll reschedule my class for tomorrow—"

"No need. I can get up early tomorrow." Fu Mingxue glanced at her watch.

Suddenly, she remembered something—Qin Wenhao had said he would come to pick her up at ten.

She had gotten so busy that the thought had completely slipped her mind.

"Director Zheng, that’s all for now. I’m going to head out."

"—Alright."

Director Zheng watched Fu Mingxue rush out. He didn’t even have time to offer to have someone drive her home.

When Fu Mingxue stepped out of the institute, she didn’t see Qin Wenhao, which confused her. ’Where is he?’

’Did he not come? Or did he already go home?’

But then she realized that was impossible, because she could see his bicycle.

Just as she was looking around, Qin Wenhao came out of the security office.

"Honey, I’m over here."

Fu Mingxue turned her head. "You’ve been waiting long, haven’t you?"

Hearing this, Qin Wenhao replied directly, "Am I not supposed to wait for my wife?"

He didn’t ask her why she was so late.

He simply wheeled out the bicycle. "Come on, let’s go home."

Fu Mingxue got on.

Qin Wenhao got on the bike and they set off.

The cool night breeze was gentle, and it was actually—quite pleasant.

The couple returned home.

Fu Mingxue went to take a shower first.

When she came out, she found that Qin Wenhao had made her a late-night snack.

"Honey, come have a bite."

"What is it?" Fu Mingxue walked over for a look and was surprised to see it was wontons.

She looked up and asked, "Did you make these just now?"

"Not just now. I made them before I left to pick you up. Hurry and eat, then go to bed."

It was a long ride from the institute to their home, and it was already very late.

He was genuinely worried about his wife’s health.

Fu Mingxue had no idea what he was thinking.

Otherwise, she would have told him that she felt fantastic. After all, the effects of the Constitution Pill she’d taken last night were kicking in.

Despite how busy she’d been today, she wasn’t tired in the slightest.