Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s

Chapter 598 - 582 Twins of Misfortune is complete

"Well then." Qinglan said, "Zhao Chun... Uncle."

"Oh? Wait, what do you mean ’when I was young’? Lanlan, do you know how many young women are chasing after your uncle right now? Is your uncle really that old?" A flash of melancholy passed through Zhao Chun’s eyes. He smiled wistfully and said, "Well, maybe I am getting a bit old."

"My mom is the same age as you, and she already has four kids. But you’re still single," Qinglan tilted her head, pondering for a moment, "My mom says you’re what’s called a ’single dog.’ And not just a single dog—you’re the elite of single dogs, a golden single dog."

Zhao Chun burst out laughing, "Your mom isn’t wrong this time. Your uncle truly is made of gold. In the future, your uncle’s gold will be left to you, your sister, and your brothers."

"Zhao Chun, you still haven’t answered my question."

"Alright, alright, your uncle will tell you now. Back when your uncle was young, I got tricked into a little mountain village. That’s where I met your mom and your brother. Lanlan, you wouldn’t believe it—your mom back then was super dark-skinned and chubby. She was almost round like a ball. At the time, her strength was incredible. She could lift a grown man effortlessly..."

"Was this dark person my mom?" Qinglan asked after listening, her face full of doubt as she glanced at him.

But mom is clearly so beautiful.

"Of course it was her," Zhao Chun said slyly. "Your mom considers that her ’dark history.’ Even your dad doesn’t know all the details. She won’t let me talk about it. But your uncle, I witnessed her transformation from a dark, chubby duckling into a white, beautiful swan."

"One day, I’ll also watch you and your sister grow up and give both of you away to your husbands."

Qinglan vaguely understood the meaning of "husband," and frowned in displeasure. "I’m not getting married."

"Lanlan, that’s a very dangerous thought!" Zhao Chun leaned over seriously. "Did your mom tell you some new ideas again?"

"No."

"Then why don’t you want to get married? Don’t scare your uncle, your uncle’s already been scared too much in his life. Your mom nearly scared me sick back in the day."

"Because..." Qinglan lowered her gaze, her long lashes trembling slightly, and murmured softly, "When you were born, I hadn’t yet existed."

"Reading too much can be a problem, too, you know. So young and already so melancholic," Zhao Chun sighed with emotion.

Qinglan wanted to say that wasn’t it. It really wasn’t. It was because **when you were born, I hadn’t yet existed, and when I was born, you were already old.**

At eighteen years old, Qinglan and Qingduo both entered university. Qinglan, with her exceptional grades, was directly admitted to the Art Academy at Beijing University. Not only that, Qinglan also excelled in music and had gone on several international tours with a renowned domestic team. Qingduo, with her bright and lively personality, also attended college but was a fashionista in her spare time, often tagging along with Zhao Chun and dabbling in acting as a hobby.

"Chunzi, don’t you still owe me a promise?" Jiang Qingduo, dressed fashionably, stood by the street, grinning as she spoke into the phone.

"Don’t even think about acting. Your dad won’t allow it, and you have no chance," the deep male voice on the other end said calmly.

"Who said anything about acting? Look how nervous you are," Qingduo pouted. "I’m talking about swimming. You promised to take me to the ocean. So, how about it, get me a yacht? I don’t even have to swim; I’ll just flaunt it on the yacht."

"You little rascal," Zhao Chun could imagine the mischievous look on her face. "When did I ever say that? Don’t set me up."

"This time, I’m really not setting you up," Qingduo raised her eyebrows and said, "It’s my 8th birthday wish that you owe me. Now that you’re so rich, a yacht is a minor expense, right?"

Zhao Chun was silent for a moment before he suddenly remembered. "Alright, deal. But you’ll have to get clearance from your dad for this. I’m really busy and can’t spare the time to accompany you. Go have fun on your own. And by the way, take your sister along. Your sister is too much of a loner. You’re sisters, you can’t bully her."

"Hey, when have I ever bullied her? She’s my older sister, so if bullying happens, she’s the one who bullies..." Jiang Qingduo suddenly stopped mid-sentence, her eyes fixed on a young couple across the street, and she hung up the phone.

They were a handsome man and a beautiful woman, walking side by side like a painting on the city street. The boy was tall, with striking features and a gentle smile at the corners of his eyes and lips. The girl wore a light blue dress that rippled like a flower when she moved. Her pale cheeks and elegant features made her look clean, refreshing, and graceful.

"Qinglan, tomorrow’s Sunday. The club’s organizing an outdoor sketching trip, so don’t be late this time," Chen Juanzhi said with a slight smile.

Jiang Qinglan blinked in surprise for a moment.

Noticing her reaction, a knowing look appeared on Chen Juanzhi’s face, and he laughed lightly in exasperation. "Don’t tell me you..."

Jiang Qinglan, embarrassed, nodded sheepishly.