Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 246 - 242: What Are You Hiding?

Chapter 246: Chapter 242: What Are You Hiding?

Qin Guanglin couldn’t laugh anymore.

The excitement he had just felt instantly cooled.

"Why didn’t I know anything about it?"

He Fang lowered her head without saying a word; she knew she was wrong, but now that he had asked, she didn’t want to hide it from him.

"Why?" Qin Guanglin sat up straight and looked at her, asking again.

"..."

"Can’t you discuss it with me first? ... I work overtime every day, constantly thinking about how to earn more money, and you silently donate eighty thousand—okay, it’s your manuscript fee, you have the right to dispose of it, but the two of us right now ..."

"I’m sorry."

"..."

Qin Guanglin pursed his lips, turned his head, took a deep breath, lay back down on the bed facing away from her, looking towards the desk without making a sound anymore.

He was angry.

Not because she had donated eighty thousand.

But because he had always been working hard, planning for their future, desperately trying to make money, and she hadn’t considered it at all, just casually doing this kind of thing without even a word—it wasn’t the deed itself that was significant now but what it represented.

He had always thought about the two of them, never excluding himself from any plans; it was always about how they would do this or that, and the future was always meant to be them together, always putting "us" first.

She hadn’t thought about it at all.

Qin Guanglin suddenly felt somewhat discouraged.

Although he had never had any thoughts about He Fang’s salary, just feeling that as long as she could support herself it was fine, everything else she could leave to him, but to have earned eighty thousand and then immediately donate it without saying a word...

It made all his continuous efforts and plans about their future feel like a joke.

Feeling the warm body behind him coming closer and wrapping her arms around him, he didn’t move, silently closed his eyes after a moment.

"Tell me, how many things are you still hiding from me?"

"I’m sorry ..."

"I asked you how many things you’re hiding from me."

"..."

"..."

"I’m a bit tired; let me be alone for a while." Qin Guanglin’s face wore a tired expression, he placed his arm under his head without turning around, pushed her hands away and moved a bit to the side.

Strictly speaking, He Fang wasn’t wrong; they were currently just dating, and she had her right to manage her own money.

Just like he had given a big red envelope to his cousin.

But when he returned from He City that night, he had told He Fang everything without hiding anything.

Qin Guanglin suddenly felt so tired.

Chen Rui’s plans for the new year had already started; the company’s unfamiliar faces were increasing day by day, the number surpassing even the company’s peak staffing in the past, yet the business hadn’t caught up yet—so his salary now couldn’t compare to before the year.

Without counting the year-end bonus, it almost took half a year to save up eighty thousand.

Half a year wasn’t very long—but it wasn’t meaningful anymore.

"... I’ll go make dinner."

He Fang tried to hug him but was pushed away again, silent for a bit, then got up from the bed to find her clothes, put them on, and crossed over him down from the bed, standing at the head of the bed watching him with his eyes closed and motionless, she leaned down to kiss him once and then went out to the living room.

The tapping of steps moved outside; Qin Guanglin opened his eyes to look at the door, quietly listening to the sounds outside.

Soon, the clank of pots and pans followed, then the thudding of a knife chopping on a cutting board, skillful, quick, and rhythmic as always.

Half an hour later.

"Eat."

He Fang’s voice came from the living room, and then she was already standing at the door. Seeing Qin Guanglin still lying in bed, she paused and said, "Or... shall I bring it to you?"

"..."

Seeing He Fang being so cautious, Qin Guanglin was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling a bit heartbroken. He turned his head to look for his clothes and said, "No need, I’m coming."

After getting dressed, he sighed deeply, sat down at the living room table, looked at the simple homemade dishes, looked at He Fang, and started eating.

"I want to know what you were thinking."

"I didn’t consider much at the time, just thought... thought..."

"Thought what?"

"...I’m sorry."

"Don’t say sorry!" Qin Guanglin suddenly became irritable, "You didn’t do anything wrong! It’s your money; spend it however you want! What is there to be sorry about!"

"..."

He Fang bit her chopsticks and lowered her head. At that time, she really hadn’t thought much, just felt the money shouldn’t have come, so donating it was just a way to accumulate some good karma.

This book was just a knot in her heart, it shouldn’t have been written at that time.

"What’s wrong with spending your own money? I just want to know if you ever thought about ’us’?! Did you consider our future together?!"

"...What do you think?" He Fang raised her face to look at him, "Do you think I thought about it?"

"..."

The words Qin Guanglin wanted to say got stuck in his throat. The familiar face before him, wasn’t it the person who initially said she wanted to live a simple life with him?

"I promise, there won’t be a next time, I’ll discuss everything with you, okay? — I really didn’t think much at that time, I will earn it back, don’t be mad."

He Fang’s words were gentle, Qin Guanglin kept his head down while eating, saying nothing.

"Look at my book signing, when the third volume is released, the first and second volumes will also be reprinted. We’ll sell even more than now, and then there’s the fourth, the fifth..."

"I feel like I can’t see through you." Qin Guanglin murmured, interrupting her.

"Hm?" He Fang was startled.

"From the beginning until now, you’ve always been... a bit odd. I feel like you’ve hidden a lot of things from me."

Qin Guanglin stared at the tip of his chopsticks, stopped eating, and without looking up at her, slowly said, "In He City, you refused 200,000 yuan without even blinking. I earned it myself, and you almost fought with me over it. When I earned that car, you weren’t excited either. You donated your own 80,000 yuan just like that... You’re just a recent college graduate, not some rich second generation... Does anyone hate money this much? And those pills you take—what exactly are you hiding from me?"

"I..."

"And," Qin Guanglin raised his eyes to interrupt her, "Your dad said you’ve never cooked at home, you can even mess up noodles..." He glanced at the dishes on the table, suddenly put down his chopsticks and sighing, continued, "You’ve always wanted me to quit my job, not wanting me to draw comics... You can explain these things, one by one, but..."

Qin Guanglin couldn’t continue; he didn’t know how to put it.

Not just these, other seemingly normal aspects didn’t seem right when taken altogether.

Everything could be explained, but could it really be explained clearly?

One or two instances could be coincidences, but so many anomalies, combined, could hardly be called coincidences anymore.

He couldn’t understand.

After a moment of silence, He Fang pursed her lips and said, "I learned to cook in university, they don’t know..."

"When we ate at Zhongnan Mountain, you told me you made a table full of light vegetarian dishes for your dad, and he wouldn’t eat them. Then he got up in the middle of the night to make himself a pot of hot and sour noodles," Qin Guanglin stated calmly.

"..."

"Who are you really?"

"...My name is He Fang." He Fang bowed her head, "I’m your wife."