Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 231 - 227: You Have a Prosperous Husband Fate

Chapter 231: Chapter 227: You Have a Prosperous Husband Fate

Snow fell after New Year’s Day, wrapping the whole of Luo City in a silver coat.

The bustling city became much quieter, revealing a different kind of beauty.

Qin Guanglin had already picked up the car he had planned on getting before the year’s end—Luo City’s winter was too cold, seeing He Fang exhaling mist, her little face red with cold as she stood waiting for the bus at the roadside, made him feel a pang of heartache.

After careful consideration, he withdrew the money he had earned over the past few months and took out some from his savings to add to it, and decided to buy an Audi A3 outright, aiming to cover his bases in case his salary increased again in the future and he found himself wanting to change cars.

Late afternoon, just after five.

"Have you been waiting long?"

After parking the car steadily at the school gate, as He Fang settled in, Qin Guanglin helped her take off her scarf and hat while asking.

"Not really, I just came out."

He Fang warmed her hands in the car’s heat and leaned in to check her reflection in the rearview mirror, pointing at her face, "Do I look like I’ve been waiting outside for a long time?"

"In any case, rosy cheeks all look the same. What shall we eat tonight?"

"Eat you."

"...Let’s have dinner first; otherwise, I won’t have the strength."

Qin Guanglin started the car and slowly made a U-turn, heading towards home.

House, car, savings—having acquired one of these three, he took another step closer to reaching his ultimate goal.

Perhaps next time he visits his future father-in-law, he could consider driving over...

"Make sure to get your driver’s license soon. Then you can drive to pick me up from the company after work, otherwise, sometimes I finish work late..."

"Then you should just finish work early." He Fang interrupted.

"Alright, I’ll try my best—I picked a white car thinking about how good it would look with you driving it. Why are you so reluctant to touch it? Look at you, all in white; step out of the driver’s seat, oh, and put on a pair of sunglasses, you’d totally have that TV drama female executive vibe... Hey, just thinking about it is awesome."

"Your idea of fun is so weird."

"What’s so weird about it?"

"Tired of playing teacher, now you’re moving onto the idea of a white-collar female boss?"

"..."

...

Every kind of life has its own joy. Earning a lot of money previously was great, but now finishing work together, chatting and laughing while buying groceries and cooking, also feels comforting.

The house was warm, Luo City’s heating was strong, outside it was down coats, indoors it was just light clothing, like two different seasons.

"How shall we spend the Spring Festival this year? Should I go to your house again..." Qin Guanglin asked while eating, but then suddenly changed tack, "Or is it appropriate to visit my future father-in-law during the first few days of the new year?"

Having visited once already, it wouldn’t be right not to see him during the Spring Festival; he needed to cultivate a good relationship with his future father-in-law.

"We’ll talk about it when the time comes. My dad called, wanting me to come back for the winter vacation..."

"What?!" Qin Guanglin shot up straight, then slumped back down after a moment and probed, "What... how did you respond?"

The two were just dating, and with the school closing for nearly two months of winter vacation, her family wanting her to come back was understandable—this was different from the summer vacation. Back then, her job wasn’t stable yet, and staying was justified by job hunting. Now, what excuse could she use to stay in Luo City?

To be with her boyfriend? To spend time together with her boyfriend? That simply...

"I said I wanted to be with my boyfriend, and that I’d go back for the new year." He Fang said as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"Hmm... what?" Qin Guanglin suddenly brightened with surprise, then became a bit worried, "If it were any other job, it wouldn’t be a problem, but now as a teacher, if you don’t go back for such a long winter vacation, won’t your dad... In this way, he’ll definitely know we’re living together..."

"So you know, what’s the problem? Are you scared? Trying to hit it and quit it?"

"Who’s hitting and quitting? I, we... Look, why don’t we just get married?" Qin Guanglin suddenly blurted out an idea, "It’s going to happen sooner or later anyway. You could stay at my place without worrying about what others say, and as for your dad and them..."

For an unmarried woman to live with a man, even though they were boyfriend and girlfriend, it still felt awkward to talk about with family.

Better he handle it as a man—it was one of those things that just wouldn’t disadvantage him. But it was different for a girl, whether it was relatives, friends, or parents, it wasn’t something you’d want to brag about.

"Pfft, is this how you propose? Holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, sitting across from me and munching on garlic?"

"We’re just discussing it. If you agree, I’ll buy a super big diamond ring and choose an auspicious day to propose to you formally."

"I don’t agree, my dad wouldn’t agree, neither would my brother," He Fang said, shaking her head with a smile, "The journey is still long, you better win over my brother and my dad first."

"...With your attitude, I bet the next time I visit your place, your dad’s going to tear me apart."

"Everything has its price. You should have anticipated this moment when you started courting me."

"Wasn’t it you who courted me?"

As for who really pursued whom, that story had gotten muddled. It changed from time to time; today it was He Fang courting Qin Guanglin, tomorrow it would be Qin Guanglin courting He Fang. Anyway, they’d already been living together for a few months, so who made the first move wasn’t so important.

The topic of New Year’s discussion was sidelined amidst the distractions. They would think about it more carefully later, as there was no rush and no good ideas at the moment. Qin Guanglin washed the dishes in the kitchen, wiped his hands, and came out to take He Fang downstairs for her driving lesson.

He had thought teaching a woman to drive would be painfully difficult, but he was surprised to find that He Fang learned much faster than he did when he first started.

"Have you learned before?"

"This is called natural talent."

"Drive slowly, take it easy, and circle around this area with me."

Qin Guanglin sat in the passenger seat, watching He Fang’s slightly stiff movements, and had to admit that there really was such a thing as a natural-born talent.

Though not yet proficient, her actions were accurate and flawless, a far cry from many who have just started driving.

It was barely past eight in the evening, the chilly streets were already sparse of pedestrians, most people were hiding at home, warming up under their blankets. He Fang wasn’t worried, she drove the car slowly, cruising around before finally stopping outside a gym on another street.

Ever since work became less busy, Qin Guanglin was the first to head over and sign up for two annual gym memberships. Only by spending that shiny Silver could he motivate himself to exercise every day—and also provide He Fang the incentive to keep fit and maintain a nice figure.

Even if He Fang turned into a big fat lady he wouldn’t mind, but who wouldn’t like a firm and toned waist?

Ah, that feeling...

The gym was full of men pumping iron enthusiastically. Women weren’t particularly popular there; it was the beefy guys with bulging muscles who were the darlings, often surrounded by a group of men, drooling and asking how the bros managed to get so jacked.

After more than an hour, Qin Guanglin had completed his daily workout. He wiped off his sweat with a towel and approached the treadmill where He Fang was leisurely walking.

"You’ve got to run," he said.

"I’ve done enough running. Now I’m just making up for the steps I missed during the day."

Since getting the car, the opportunities to walk had drastically decreased, with grocery shopping being a straight drive to the market after work. He Fang was indeed worried about gaining weight, so even after running until tired, she wouldn’t rest, adjusting the machine to a slow pace and continuing to walk without stopping.

After another ten minutes, seeing Qin Guanglin’s sweat starting to dry off, He Fang finally stopped the treadmill, took hats from the bag to put on both their heads to prevent catching a cold when they stepped out, and finished today’s workout before leaving the gym and getting into the car.

Qin Guanglin watched He Fang start the car and slowly drive towards their home. He relaxed into his seat and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"We’ll have it all."

"Hmm?"

"Have you ever noticed you’ve got that ’husband prospering’ vibe? Whenever you’re by my side, I feel like I can earn anything for you."

"Not a husband yet."

"Close enough."