Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 258 - 254: Do You Know What Color It Is?

Chapter 258: Chapter 254: Do You Know What Color It Is?

"Eighty thousand yuan, donated."

This matter left Xiao Yu and Sun Wen dumbfounded for a while.

If it had been spent on luxury goods or they had been scammed, or even if they had stocked up goods for a micro-business, they wouldn’t have been as shocked.

Just giving it away with nothing in return, a simple click, and it was donated, they found it really hard to understand.

Speaking of which, even Qin Guanglin, his significant other, didn’t understand it, let alone them.

"Did you hook up with a rich beauty?" Sun Wen asked with a purse of his lips, unable to think of any other explanation.

It’s like having a gold mine at home.

"She’s quite fair, and indeed beautiful, just not rich." Qin Guanglin shook his head, laughing, "If she really were from a wealthy family, we wouldn’t have fought over this."

"That makes sense." Xiao Yu thought for a moment and felt it was reasonable, "Did you really find yourself a living Bodhisattva?"

"Such a spendthrift, you better be careful." Sun Wen cautioned.

"It was settled early on, donating money, after all, is doing good deeds, accumulating virtues..."

Qin Guanglin waved his hand nonchalantly, paused, and jerked his chin at them, "Hey, I think my promotion and pay raise are not unrelated to her good deeds, it’s like planting good seeds and reaping good fruits—I suggest you guys also donate eighty thousand, maybe you’ll strike it rich because of it."

Xiao Yu curled his lip, "Tsk, I’m not as rich as you, Boss Qin, never mind eighty thousand, I can’t even afford eight hundred."

Sun Wen smacked his lips, didn’t say a word, and looked thoughtful.

"Wen, you don’t really believe that, do you?" Xiao Yu saw his expression and was immediately alarmed.

"This thing, well...it’s hard to say..." Sun Wen leaned forward mysteriously, whispering, "I know a tycoon who does just that, tossing lots of money at temples. Those fat-bellied monks look like charlatans, and she? Just throws a stack of cash over, tsk..."

"Boss Sun has made it into the upper social circles, even knows tycoons." Xiao Yu’s focus was always so unique, marveling at Sun Wen.

We ordinary people, the richest person we know is probably our own boss, and that’s because of an exploitative relationship.

"Made it my ass..."

Sun Wen was cut off by his ringing phone on the table. He checked the caller ID, signaled to the other two, and went outside to answer.

"Where are you?"

"Out eating with friends."

"Friends? Are those the ’friends’ you met at the gym?"

Xu Wei’s voice carried a smile, yet it made Sun Wen pause his breath, turned to look back at the two chatting in the private room, and after a moment’s silence, he said, "My college classmates."

In the private room.

Xiao Yu was still pondering the relationship between donating and getting promoted.

"Was the money your girlfriend donated also to a temple?" He asked Qin Guanglin, then chewed on his chopsticks, puzzled, "Wait a minute, donating to those baldies, is that a good deed?"

"No, it was to the Hope Project." Qin Guanglin shook his head, "Those baldies might be richer than us; do they need our donations?"

"That’s true, even if you give to those immortals, you have to burn it to send it, right? Only then can they receive it, right?

—Someday when I get the chance, I’ll burn a few hundred billion, let them bless me to smoothly and safely...I’m not asking for much, two million would satisfy me."

"Hahaha...if that worked, millionaires would be everywhere now." Qin Guanglin dismissed his idea with a single sentence.

"It was you who suggested donating in the first place." Xiao Yu felt aggrieved.

"What I suggested was donating to those in need, who made you do something for the underworld?"

Qin Guanglin chuckled, "Look, if ideally, I’m not talking about me, imagine if everyone could donate...ugh, suddenly realized this idea is so stupid—sitting with you too long lowers my IQ."

"..."

"You guys go ahead and eat, I need to step out for a bit." Sun Wen came back in with his phone, cleaned up the cigarettes on the table, slipped them into his pocket, and waved to them.

"Go ahead."

"Talk next time."

Watching Sun Wen pick up his keys and close the door, Xiao Yu turned his head and asked, "Have you noticed Wen seems quite changed?"

"Hmm? Really?"

"Can’t put my finger on it, but he seems reckless, not like before... just kind of weird."

"His studio dissolving must have hit him hard, which is normal."

Qin Guanglin paused, then smiled and asked, "When is your girlfriend getting married?"

"Soon, very soon. Right now, our matchmaker’s only drawn half a stroke. Honestly, I don’t even know where I stand. Her family, you know, runs a boxing gym, always laughing it up with those championship belts. Her brother is strong... not as tall as Wen, but those arm muscles are frightening to look at."

Xiao Yu complained with a grimace, "I’m really afraid that one day we’ll have a fight, and her two brothers will punch me to death. They’re too strong. When they hug my shoulders, I can hardly breathe."

"You’re overthinking it." Qin Guanglin softly consoled, "If you fight, her brothers won’t need to step in—just her strength crushing walnuts could do you in."

"..."

"Haha, I’m planning to get married next year. You’ll be my best man then."

Qin Guanglin laughed as he looked at Xiao Yu.

However, he could never have imagined, not even Xiao Yu himself could guess, that Xiao Yu would outpace everyone in getting married and having children, leaving him in the dust.

...

When he got home that night, He Fang had already taken a bath, changed into pajamas, and was quickly writing something at the desk.

"Writing a novel? With your speed, you could produce three volumes a month. How come there are still only those three, nothing new?"

"No, it’s the teaching plan for the new semester."

He Fang responded, then, hunched over, continued writing. Realizing Qin Guanglin was leaning over her back in silence, she turned to look at him, seeing a complex expression on his face and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"So teachers are like this too." Qin Guanglin was somewhat speechless.

"Hmm?"

"One person, one pen, one night, one miracle." He patted He Fang’s shoulder, "Hurry up, school starts the day after tomorrow."

"..."

After grabbing some clean clothes to change into, Qin Guanglin looked back at He Fang, still deeply engrossed in her work. He suddenly felt a sense of wonder.

Sometimes it really felt like he was raising a daughter, like now.

After his bath, he shuffled in his slippers to throw his clothes in the washing machine, then tidied up the living room before leisurely climbing into bed. He played with his phone until eleven o’clock, then clapped his hands at He Fang, who was still fervently writing.

"Honey, come here for a hug."

"Eww—aren’t you disgusting?" He Fang replied without even lifting her head.

"It’s still a whole day till school starts tomorrow," Qin Guanglin shifted towards the inside of the bed, "Hurry up, it’s time to sleep."

"You sleep first, I need to finish this today."

"Teacher He, you can’t do this..."

Qin Guanglin aimlessly rolled around the bed, watching He Fang keep her head down, ignoring him, and simply picked up his phone again to watch.

As he watched, his expression froze, and he cleared his throat, "Let me tell you a story."

"Don’t bother me, it’s annoying."

"I’m going to tell it."

Qin Guanglin leaned over the bed towards his phone and began, "Once upon a time, there was a cute little white rabbit hopping around the forest picking mushrooms. Somehow, it got lost... Are you listening?"

"I’m listening," He Fang replied impatiently.

"I’ll continue then—It then saw a little grey rabbit and asked, ’Brother Grey Rabbit, do you know how to get out of this forest?’ The grey rabbit asked, ’Do you want to know?’ The white rabbit nodded, of course wanting to know. The grey rabbit said, ’Then you need to make me happy first.’"

"Having no choice, the white rabbit made the grey rabbit happy, then the grey rabbit told the little white rabbit the way. The white rabbit continued to hop along but somehow got lost again. This time, it met a little black rabbit."

"The white rabbit then asked the little black rabbit for directions, and the black rabbit said, ’Do you want to know?’ Naturally, the white rabbit wanted to know, and the black rabbit continued, ’Then you need to make me happy first to tell you.’"

"...After the black rabbit was happy, it told the white rabbit how to leave the forest. The white rabbit hopped happily out of the forest but soon found out it was pregnant."

"Guess what color the baby rabbits were?"

"What color?" He Fang asked unconsciously.

"Do you want to know?" Qin Guanglin said, secretly climbing out of bed.

"...No, shut up."

"No, you do."