Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 141 - 140: Are You Afraid?

Chapter 141: Chapter 140: Are You Afraid?

"If I say no?" Qin Guanglin looked up at He Fang, asking cautiously.

Women in this period tend to be irritable and easily angered, or so he thought... It shouldn’t be a problem to tease her a bit, right?

The disappointment brought by so-called surprises, the soreness in his legs, and a slightly rebellious mindset made him want to be mischievous.

If He Fang showed any signs of anger, he would quickly get up and start running—

Arguing over such a trivial matter is really stupid.

"Absolutely not running?" He Fang leaned in and asked him.

"Absolutely..."

"Come on, I spent over two hundred dollars on my bike, and if you don’t run, wouldn’t that be a waste?" He Fang didn’t wait for Qin Guanglin to finish speaking, as she hugged his arm and swayed it back and forth, "And you eat so much, not exercising sooner or later will turn you into a big fatso. I’ll join you for running after a few days..."

Qin Guanglin was momentarily stunned. He was ready for her anger; how did she suddenly become so coquettish?

"Please, will you?"

"Um... I’ll reimburse you the two hundred dollars." His arm was rubbed unintentionally as He Fang rubbed against him, making his heart flutter. He turned his head looking away trying to divert his attention.

"No, you have to come and run with me."

Seeing Qin Guanglin turn his head, He Fang bent down closer, gently shaking him while whispering into his ear.

"Classmate Qin, behave and get up, we’ve been running for days now, quick—"

"I..."

"It’s just running— Look, have I ever asked you to do anything else? Such a small thing and you..."

He Fang stared at Qin Guanglin’s profile, her voice fading as she spoke, quickly changing to a pitiful look while gently rocking against his shoulder.

"Alright, alright, I’ll run, I’ll run."

Qin Guanglin helplessly stood up from the steps, patting his backside. If she kept going, he’d be unable to resist any reaction.

"I knew you were the best." He Fang pecked his cheek, turned around, and pushed her bicycle out of the hallway, lifting her leg to sit and holding onto the pedal, "You start running, I’ll follow behind."

"Who did you learn this from..."

Qin Guanglin sighed, "A shorter run then, forty minutes okay?"

Seeing He Fang shake her head about to refuse, he quickly added, "Otherwise, we won’t run at all."

"Fine, then forty minutes."

He Fang smiled as she watched him run a little distance ahead, then leisurely followed him on her bike.

She had plenty of tricks to make Qin Guanglin obediently jog—coquetry, anger, intimidation, temptation... No matter what, Qin Guanglin would inevitably give in.

But whatever the method, the fundamental reason was because he liked her, so he would compromise to do things he didn’t want to.

If someone liked her, why get mad if she could act coquettish?

She wasn’t foolish.

"Time is shortened, so you have to run a bit faster."

"What’s the difference between that and running for an hour? I don’t want to." Qin Guanglin controlled his pace so she wouldn’t have a hard time biking too slowly, "This is fine, just a bit faster than usual."

"Alright then, just don’t secretly slow down."

"If I slow down, you’ll just overtake me, how could it possibly be secretive?"

Qin Guanglin glanced at He Fang, who rested her elbows on the handles, biking next to him in a semi-crouched position, the evening breeze gently blowing her hair back, looking incredibly leisurely.

"Why do we have to decide by time, wouldn’t running a certain distance be better? I see others doing that."

"My brother does exactly this; he jogs each morning for an hour, has been doing it for many years." He Fang responded matter-of-factly, "An hour of running is definitely right, he never gains weight."

"I’m not fat either." Qin Guanglin felt aggrieved, "I wasn’t fat before starting to run."

"It’s likely you could get fat later, so it’s better to prevent it early."

"Thinking too much, how could I possibly become fat."

Qin Guanglin couldn’t comprehend her logic. Why not just lose weight if he actually got fat later? Why take preventions in advance...

"What does your brother do?"

"He’s a lawyer." He Fang curled her lip, "Every day helping people with divorce cases, he really doesn’t know how to accumulate virtue."

"Being a lawyer... huh... how is that not virtuous?"

"Have you never heard the saying, ’Better to dismantle ten temples than to destroy a single marriage?’ He ruins so many marriages every day."

"He doesn’t hit them, but they still get divorced. It’s not like he’s the one pushing them to split."

"Oh well, I just think it’s not right." He Fang glared, "My dad thinks it’s not good, my sister-in-law thinks it’s not good, and I think it’s not good too. What about you?"

"I also think it’s very bad." Qin Guanglin quickly expressed his agreement.

"Hmph."

He Fang shook her head contentedly, "My dad always scolds him, yet he has his excuses, he says... cough..."

She cleared her throat, imitating her brother’s tone, "Where am I ruining marriges? I am accumulating great virtue. For one lawsuit, I facilitate two couples; this is great merit. People don’t know how to thank me."

"Who asked for his help? If people want a divorce, just let them divorce, he doesn’t need to strip them of everything... Why are you laughing?" He Fang eyed Qin Guanglin suspiciously.

"I finally understand where all your absurd logic comes from." Qin Guanglin, supporting his waist with one hand and running forward, struggled to speak while laughing, "Stop... huff... I won’t be able to run soon."

"Hmph, don’t talk anymore."

Dissatisfied, He Fang leisurely pedaled her bike, slowing down to accommodate him, "What absurd logic? What’s absurd about it? My brother’s reasoning is flawed. My sister-in-law is also a lawyer, and she never touches divorce cases either. She also feels that sort of thing isn’t good..."

She suddenly stopped, leaned a little closer to Qin Guanglin on her bike, and chuckled, "Are you scared?"

"Scared of what?" Qin Guanglin was puzzled.

"There are two lawyers in my family. If you ever dare divorce, they won’t leave you even a pair of shorts, sending you out bare-bummed," He Fang giggled with great pride, "Stripped of everything."

"You’d have to marry me first for that to apply." Qin Guanglin grinned, "Once we’re married... huff... it’s all yours... huff... why would I go out bare-bummed?"

"True."

He Fang shook her head, "Stop talking, focus on running, or you’ll get a cramp."

"Don’t talk to me."

"I won’t talk to you."

Both quieted down, one jogging slowly forward, and the other softly humming a song while riding her bike leisurely onward.

Hearing her humming, Qin Guanglin couldn’t help but speak up, "Don’t just hum softly... huff... sing for me."

"What do you want to hear?" He Fang asked.

"Whatever you like, pick something you’d like to sing."

"Alright, let me think for a moment."

She slightly raised her head, thought for a while, cleared her throat, "Don’t laugh if it isn’t good."

"Go on and sing."

"I want... cough cough."

He Fang stopped and prepared herself before resuming.

"I want you close beside

I want you to dress me up

The night’s breeze blows

Tickling my heart

My beloved"

Her soft, gentle voice began to rise, turning Qin Guanglin’s head in surprise, as he hadn’t expected her to sing such a romantic song.

This was more of a mysterious delight than any old broken bike.

He Fang glanced at him, saw his pleased expression, and also started to smile.

"In a foreign land I gaze at the moon

Blaming this moonlight which crazily tempts

As you watch for the daylight wherever you are

I want beautiful garments

For you, against the mirror I apply blush

The night is too intense

Time too lengthy

Oh, my beloved

..."