Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2388: 2324: Coupon Without Minimum Purchase

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...
Ye Wanqing, facing expulsion and rampant school rumors about her affair with Deng Qingjiang, hardens her resolve and focuses her fears on whether she accidentally killed Chen Kaijin during a confrontation at her home. When Deng arrives amid the investigation, she tearfully confesses the incident, clinging to him for support as her only lifeline. Shocked and frustrated by her panic, Deng grapples with the implications, weighing his ambitions, stalled marriage to Chen, and emerging opportunities that might demand severing ties with Ye Wanqing.

“How on earth did you get into a fight with Kai Jin? Why couldn’t we hold off until I returned to sort this out? Alright, alright, I’m sure she’s okay. We should head back and take a look.”

“Head back?” Ye Wanqing’s tone sharpened.

Deng Qingjiang’s brows knitted together. “Naturally, we return. Even if you refuse, they already know that’s your place. Let’s return and inspect it!”

“But…”

“Let’s go, I’ll accompany you back, does that work?”

Deng Qingjiang pulled her along, spotting a police officer and offering a grin as he clarified, “These are classmates of my niece, young students from afar attending school in the Capital City. I serve as their collective guardian.”

That was his explanation to the authorities.

After all, they wouldn’t dig into their connections at this point, would they?

“The other two students mentioned that with proper compensation, the issue can be handled privately.”

“Right, right, we’ll make the payment.”

Deng Qingjiang felt a wave of shame upon discovering Ye Wanqing had been nabbed for swiping two boxes of pastries.

“What’s the amount?”

Yet, as he pulled out the cash, doubts crept in about those two girls. Merely two boxes of pastries, worth just a handful of yuan. Did they really need to involve the police over an old roommate?

The officer announced, “The total comes to one hundred thirty-six yuan.”

“What!” Deng Qingjiang nearly choked.

Two boxes of pastries costing one hundred thirty-six yuan?

“Is there more to pay?” he inquired, utterly stunned.

“Nothing else; that’s solely the cost for the two boxes. They’re Youqingwei pastries.” The officer eyed him briefly.

A touch of pity in that look.

Who could blame his niece’s pal for crossing her affluent classmates? The small ones sell for eight yuan each, yet these tallied up to one hundred thirty-six.

And yes, these treats truly carried a steep price tag.

Everyone knew of the Youqingwei shop; its offerings were costly, yet superb in quality.

Consider his own father, who scrimped and saved his entire life, squeezing every coin, but after being dragged to tea by his buddies, he now laments endlessly that their family brew pales against Youqingwei’s.

He was already plotting to treat his dad and spouse once his salary arrived this month.

Deng Qingjiang settled the bill and departed with Ye Wanqing, his expression far from cheerful.

Chiang Xiao had barely stepped onto campus when Qin Xiaojun and Wang Lili, who’d been lying in wait, tugged her to the side.

She felt a touch confused.

Though they shared a dorm, she rarely showed up these days and intended to drop the lodging after the term ended.

Thus, it had been ages since she last crossed paths with Qin Xiaojun and Wang Lili.

“What’s going on?” she wondered.

Wang Lili shot a look at Qin Xiaojun, urging her to explain.

“Chiang Xiao, Ye Wanqing showed up at the dorm last night!”

Qin Xiaojun’s first words sparked a flicker of curiosity in Chiang Xiao.

Expelled and still bold enough to return?

“What next? What went down?”

“She looked utterly pathetic! And she pinched my pastries! The Youqingwei ones I just bought, untouched by me, but she devoured both boxes!”

Qin Xiaojun spilled the details of the previous night.

Upon learning she’d summoned the police to haul off Ye Wanqing, Chiang Xiao couldn’t suppress a hearty chuckle.

Solely for that bold move, Chiang Xiao resolved to buy her some pastries.

She fished out two coupons from her sturdy cardboard booklet and passed them along.

“Seeing Ye Wanqing squirm brings me joy, so I’ll cover tea and pastries for you two. These vouchers are worth fifty yuan each, no minimum spend required.”

What did “no minimum” even mean? Qin Xiaojun and Wang Lili clutched them, sharing a puzzled stare.