Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 177 - 174: Favoring Two People

Chapter 177: Chapter 174: Favoring Two People

Waking up in the morning with someone in your arms always made one want to linger in bed.

Warm and soft, it felt good no matter how you held them.

It took Qin Guanglin a full twenty minutes, relying on his exceptional self-control, to extricate himself from the clingy octopus He Fang and crawl out of bed. He then caressed here and pinched there, provoking He Fang to turn over with the blanket in discontent. He chuckled quietly, tiptoeing out of the bedroom to wash up.

After tidying himself up, he returned to the bedroom and watched the still-sleeping He Fang, suddenly filled with regret. It was not easy to stay the night, so why on earth had he chosen a Tuesday?

If it were the weekend, he could indulge in a lazy morning, comfortably embracing her until noon... It had been a miscalculation; he definitely needed to find a way to stay here again on Friday without going back.

As he pondered whether to splash water on the bed at his place on Friday or brazenly stick around, Qin Guanglin arrived at the company.

Glancing around, he realized that because of his dalliance in bed, he was the last one to arrive. Others had finished breakfast and were getting ready to work, while he strolled in belatedly. Fortunately, the time clock was ten minutes behind the actual time, so he wasn’t late.

"Big boss overslept today?"

"Mm, woke up late," Qin Guanglin replied absently as he organized his desk, then looked over at Jiang Lingling, "Right, that Chou Mountain, anytime is fine, depends on when you all decide, but I think for accommodations, a homestay would be better."

He hadn’t camped before, but he imagined it wouldn’t be too glorious. It was summer, and wouldn’t camping just be delivering a meal to the mosquitoes?

"Oh, I’ve noted it down," said Jiang Lingling, jotting it down in her notebook. "Anything else?"

"No, that’s it."

"Okay... So, are you bringing your girlfriend?"

She had overheard Chen Rui and Qin Guanglin discussing the trip and mentioning girlfriends yesterday, and although she had some guesses, she wanted to confirm.

"Yeah, why else would I go by myself?" Qin Guanglin countered.

"Your girlfriend must be really clingy... She must like you a lot, right?"

"No, it’s me who’s clingy to her."

"..."

Jiang Lingling pursed her lips, "I’ve heard that being together all the time can make things stale quickly..."

"Who told you that?" Qin Guanglin looked at her surprised, "How could it possibly get stale? I wish I could tie her to me and carry her around 24 hours a day."

He paused, then said confidently, "Whoever told you that is either single or not really in love... Dating is really fun. I suggest you try it sometime and stop listening to such nonsense."

"I’d love to, but... sigh, I’m so envious of your girlfriend." Jiang Lingling sighed, her gaze lowered.

"Heh..."

Qin Guanglin chuckled and then said, "By the way, thanks for recommending that place yesterday, my girlfriend loved it—

When you have a boyfriend, you can have him take you there too. The ambiance is really nice."

"... I will."

Jiang Lingling responded dully, "You’re busy, big boss."

If they continued at this rate, she was certain he would start suggesting potential boyfriends for her, so she decided to end the conversation and turn to her own tasks.

Qin Guanglin actually had intended to do just that, to praise Sun Wen to her, but since she wasn’t engaging, he just shrugged and swallowed the words he had prepared, straightening up to concentrate on coloring his own drawings.

It seemed like Sun Wen was always contemplating getting back together. If he could get chased a bit, start a new relationship, maybe he wouldn’t be so fixated on reconciling.

He understood Sun Wen’s feelings. Putting himself in his shoes, if Teacher He changed in a couple of years and started arguing with him, he would absolutely struggle to break away and would instead try everything possible to return to how they were now.

Love isn’t a disposable commodity that you replace when it’s broken. When there are issues, you should try to mend them first, and only give up when it’s beyond repair.

"Brother Lin, what do you think of my drawing now?"

Yu Le came bounding over, eager for Qin Guanglin’s advice on his artwork.

With Qin Guanglin often giving pointers, Yu Le had made rapid progress in the past month and had rarely made those mistakes that beginners usually do. He could now be considered to have entered the threshold and was capable of drawing some simple things on his own without much issue.

"Not bad, keep it up, and you’ll catch up to Brother Wen by next year," Qin Guanglin complimented, noting the kid’s talent and the tenacious practice that reminded him of his own school days.

"My goal is to be about the same as Brother Lin," Yu Le said with a scratch of the head and a goofy smile.

"That might be difficult, as I’m also learning while you do," Qin Guanglin showed his pen in hand, "You’re going to have to work even harder."

"Then I’ll practice an extra hour tonight, hehehe... Brother Lin, can you help me see what I should focus on next? I feel like I’m lacking everywhere, just don’t know where to start improving myself."

"Just practice more, get those lines down..."

A leisurely day passed by. Qin Guanglin packed up his things, said goodbye to his coworkers, and finished work, while Sun Wen had already dashed out early with his bag, up to who knows what these past few days.

He first went to He Fang’s place to see if she wanted to come over for dinner together, only to get naturally rejected.

"You just slept over at my place yesterday, coming over now would feel strange, I’ll sort out my own dinner."

"Alright then, but don’t just eat anything randomly," Qin Guanglin opened the fridge to check – there were quite a few vegetables left, she must not have had a proper meal at noon again. "How about you wait to eat later? After I finish my meal at home, I can come over and cook for you."

"You have too much free time, don’t you?" He Fang leaned on the sofa with a cup in hand, giving him a sidelong glance, "You’re not seriously thinking of me as your daughter, are you?"

"You know..." Qin Guanglin tilted his head to ponder, "How about you call me ’Dad’ and let’s see if I feel anything?"

That feeling, it really was like raising a daughter.

"Are you itching for a beating?" He Fang rolled her eyes, "Even actual fathers don’t spoil their daughters like this."

Boyfriends are a strange creature, always liking to trick their girlfriends into calling them ’Dad’, one wonders what’s on their minds.

"If I had a daughter I would spoil her like this... no, even more than this," Qin Guanglin smacked his lips, "Remember to have a daughter in the future, and let you see what ’Qin Dad’ is like."

Daughters are so much better than sons, the little bundle of affection, especially if she takes after her mother, like raising a mini-Teacher He... just the thought made him happy.

Listening to his words, He Fang felt a gentle poke in her heart, a mixture of joy and a touch of pain.

Did you hear that Anya? Dad is thinking of you.

I must have a daughter.

"Why so silent? You don’t like daughters?" Qin Guanglin moved closer to give her a kiss, and said with a grin, "Then let’s have one boy and one girl, twins."

"How did we jump straight to me having your babies? Careful or I might bust out my ’feminist punch’." He Fang turned her face to avoid his gaze, then paused before speaking, "Just go back and help out with cooking."

"Alright then."

Qin Guanglin turned to leave but stopped at the door, "How about from now on, I eat a bowl of rice at home first, and then I come over here and have another bowl with you?"

Qin Guanglin thought this was a splendid idea, allowing him to enjoy a family meal at home and also a romantic dinner with his girlfriend. Simply great.

"You really have nothing better to do, just go and cook already."

"If you don’t start eating properly, I’ll have to start making these runs," he threatened, pulling the door open to leave.

"Wait."

"What else is there?" Qin Guanglin paused without closing the door.

He Fang propped herself on the back of the sofa and twisted around to look at him, "I like daughters too."

"Hehehe, I knew it," he said with a joyous laugh, pausing when he saw she wasn’t speaking further, and added, "Well, I’m heading back to cook then. I’ll come over afterward."

"Yeah, go on then."