Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 207 - 204: He’s 80% Likely to Become Your Brother-in-law

Chapter 207: Chapter 204: He’s 80% Likely to Become Your Brother-in-law

Night.

He’s Daddy’s bedroom.

The two of them sat facing each other.

Qin Guanglin had hardly slept the night before and had gotten up early in the morning to catch the express train, with his eyelids constantly fighting, but he still forced himself to stay awake.

Because He’s Daddy was still engaging him in conversation.

"Leaving off work so early, not drinking or playing cards, what do you do?" He’s Daddy, holding the teapot, poured more water for both of them. Ever since Qin Guanglin came in, the tea had never stopped flowing.

"Cook, eat, run, rest a bit, then go to sleep."

"Together with Fang?"

"Hmm."

Qin Guanglin nodded and yawned, and seeing He’s Daddy suddenly staring at him with an unkind look, his sleepiness was instantly swept away, and he quickly said, "No no no, I mean we run together, eat together, then each go back to our own homes."

"Ah... hahaha." He’s Daddy chuckled dryly, quietly relaxing his clenched fist, "Of course each to their own home—I was just asking if you run and eat with her, hahaha... Where does she live? At the school dormitory?"

"Hmm... yes." Qin Guanglin nodded seriously at He’s Daddy, "She lives in the school dormitory."

"Oh~"

He’s Daddy completely relaxed, "Haha, drink tea, drink tea—where do you live?"

"I live at home, my home is in Luo City, not too far from where I work, so I don’t need to stay in the dorms."

Qin Guanglin finally clarified why He’s Daddy had asked him to stay overnight, asking questions all the way from school to work, fortunately he and He Fang had communicated beforehand, and he managed to answer them all.

"That Fang... she has been to your house, right?"

"Been there, been there..."

...

In another bedroom.

He Shan, wearing pajamas, leaned against the headboard, a book entitled "Far Vision" lay open on his knees, a third of it already turned, he looked down as if he was studying seriously, but he hadn’t turned the page for a long time.

"What do you think?"

"Hmm?"

Sitting in front of the computer desk, operating the computer, Zhao Qing paused, then turned back and realized what he was referring to.

"Are you talking about Qin... Qin Guanglin?"

"Who else could it be? I guess he’s still next door chatting with Dad." He Shan gestured with his mouth to one side, "What do you think of him?"

"He’s not bad."

"What do you mean ’not bad’? You’ve got to specify what’s ’not bad’ about him."

"Humble, polite, gentle with people..."

"Stop stop stop, don’t give me that vague stuff." He Shan covered his forehead, somewhat helpless, "Be serious, this is the first person Fang has brought home and the first boyfriend I know of, we need to handle this properly. If there’s something off, we’ll have to have a good talk with Fang. If there’s no problem... well..." He suddenly hesitated, and after a moment let out a sigh, "I’ll let it be, let them develop on their own."

Zhao Qing curled her lips and scoffed, "Talk about what? You’re meddling in her love life, being careful she might not come back next time, and when she does, bring you a nephew."

"I’m her brother!" He Shan frowned at her words, "If this guy proves unreliable, of course, I’ll have to get involved."

"Sure sure, you get involved." Zhao Qing rolled her eyes, shut down the computer, slipped on her slippers, and clicked off the bedroom light as she crawled into bed, adding, "Don’t you have a feeling for what her boyfriend is like? You’re just asking me... just worry for nothing. I think Fang has good judgement. He may dress a bit plain, but he’s pretty steady, not at all impulsive like young people fresh out of school—"

Most importantly, he’s good to Fang. If you look through the photos Fang posted in the group chat, can’t you see how much Qin Guanglin... ahem, really likes Fang?"

"That photo is just a pose, it doesn’t mean it’s daily life, maybe it’s just that one occasion, which is why it’s taken... exactly, it’s the rarity that makes it worth taking a photo of and then casually sharing it in the group."

He Shan’s tight brow slowly relaxed, but he was still stubborn, trying to find concrete evidence to convince himself, "And what if..."

"What if nothing, you’re just being argumentative. A one-off occasion... Can a one-off make Fang treat him like a treasure? Are you blind to your sister or what?"

"Once someone falls in love, their IQ just goes whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"Stop whooshing," Zhao Qing couldn’t help but feel amused by his stubbornness and interrupted him, "You saw for yourself today, the intimacy between those two isn’t something that’s developed overnight. You’ve never even had my leftovers..."

"You’ve got to leave me leftovers first," He Shan chimed in, unable to resist.

Zhao Qing glared at him and continued, "Fang has always been smart and sensible. Bringing him home to meet you guys means she really likes this Qin, and she’s serious about letting you both get to know him and see how things develop. Don’t keep picking at him. If one day you tell Fang, this guy is bad here, bad there, aren’t you just stressing her out?"

"I didn’t... Hey, what’s the deal with you? Why are you always speaking up for that kid?"

He Shan was perplexed. "What do you see in that kid? Are you a mother-in-law sizing up a son-in-law, and have you taken a liking to him at first sight or what?"

"Go on, what mother-in-law... I have a feeling, he’s bound to become your brother-in-law," Zhao Qing muttered mysteriously, burrowing into the blankets and falling silent.

"It’s not... How has it become almost certain that he’s going to be my brother-in-law? Explain it to me."

He Shan closed the book on his lap and placed it on the nightstand to the side, dimmed the night light, and slid under the covers, propping himself up behind Zhao Qing and pressing for answers, "Let me hear it, how did you arrive at this conclusion? Where’s the almost certainty coming from?"

"A woman’s sixth sense."

"Don’t bring up that mystical stuff, where did you see it?" He Shan didn’t believe in all that sixth sense nonsense.

"Didn’t you say at noon that Fang seemed a bit different?" Zhao Qing countered.

"Yeah, I did feel something was off..." He Shan hesitated, "The change was significant; maybe her demeanor is different since she started working, right?"

He couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong, but something was definitely different. Her every move had changed since the last time she came home, yet it all seemed quite natural.

"That’s the power of love, changing oneself for someone you like." Zhao Qing hummed with a smile, recalling the way Fang looked at her during their afternoon conversation.

"No, we’re talking about Qin Guanglin right now, right? How did it go back to Fang? Fang clearly likes him, otherwise she wouldn’t bring him home. Now, the important thing is whether he feels the same about Fang or if it turns out it’s all just..."

"The same, don’t worry."

"How so?" asked He Shan.

"The eyes," Zhao Qing stated with conviction, "The eyes can’t lie."

"What about the eyes?"

"The way he looks at He Fang is the same way you look at me."

"Huh?" He Shan was taken aback, "I didn’t notice. Like how?"

"Hmph, men," Zhao Qing scoffed, "As if you could tell. You’re always looking for faults in others."

"Then tell me, how do I look at you?"

"With that lustful look."

"..."

The room went quiet for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Qing asked.

He Shan’s hands roamed naughtily, "Didn’t you just say something about it?"

"Stop it, I’m not in the mood now." Zhao Qing wriggled away, protesting.

"This is your duty and responsibility."

"The law doesn’t stipulate that."

"There are no statutory provisions for marital coercion, so it is an implicit duty."

"But there have been rulings on that before..."

"Stop going off-topic, just answer whether you’ll do it or not." He Shan didn’t want to get into a discussion about legal cases at this moment—as soon as one started, there would be no end to it.

"Hmm..." Zhao Qing turned with a smile to look at him, "You have five minutes to change my mind."

"Three minutes is enough." He Shan dove under the covers with a swift movement.

"..."