Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 274 - 270: Christmas

Chapter 274: Chapter 270: Christmas

Compared to Qin Guanglin’s confusion, Gu Xiaoqing was truly shocked.

What kind of people were these? One wrote novels that were overly sweet, and the other drew comics that made people roll around in bed.

And then they ended up together?

"Sister He... you guys..." Gu Xiaoqing opened her mouth and suddenly turned around to take out a book and a pen from her crossbody bag, excitedly said, "Qin... Brother Qin, can you sign this for me?"

"Ah?"

Qin Guanglin continued to be confused. What kind of bizarre turn of events was this?

That book... it was written by He Fang. He glanced at the book title and then looked towards He Fang with a somewhat pleading expression.

"Go ahead and sign," He Fang said with a light chuckle, tilting her chin upward.

"Sign right here, next to Sister He’s name." Gu Xiaoqing watched him intently, pointing to He Fang’s signature on the title page.

"Alright then."

Qin Guanglin saw He Fang’s name and stopped fretting, took the pen, and sincerely signed his full name next to He Fang’s. Looking at the title page with their names side by side, he suddenly felt strangely happy.

Both of their names signed on the same book and being collected by someone... This feeling was quite subtle.

"Thank you, Brother Qin!"

Gu Xiaoqing treasured the book, looking at it from every angle, then carefully placed it back into her bag, her eyes shining as she looked at them.

So this kind of love really existed...

"Um... let’s eat, let’s eat." Seeing the boss’s wife bringing out the dishes, Qin Guanglin hurriedly called out.

This feeling was really unfamiliar... He was just a lousy artist, how could he receive such treatment?

Speaking of which, it was all thanks to He Fang... Qin Guanglin’s gaze towards her was quite complex; his girlfriend was not only a lucky charm, she was... incredibly auspicious.

With someone else present, He Fang didn’t help Qin Guanglin with his food as she usually would. She only handled her large bowl which she couldn’t finish and naturally left it to Qin Guanglin, while Gu Xiaoqing looked up at the ceiling and heaved a long sigh.

She believed in love again.

After finishing their meal and resting for a while, Gu Xiaoqing said her happy goodbyes to the two, hopping all the way to the bus stop, her hand resting on her bag feeling the edges of the book inside, her heart content.

"This fan of yours..." Qin Guanglin watched her departing figure and didn’t know what else to say.

"Just like a little sister."

He Fang, also watching Gu Xiaoqing’s departing figure, was very pleased, her smile constant, "She has a good nature, feels quite similar to me..."

"Hey, hey, are you praising her or yourself?" Qin Guanglin couldn’t help but tease, "Xiaoqing... Xiaoqing... are you Xiao Bai?"

"Xiao what Bai?"

"Isn’t Xiaoqing’s sister Lady Bai?"

"Tsk, let’s hurry back, I really need to write more, and get the fifth volume out quickly," He Fang pulled him along as they hurried to the parking lot, "The fourth volume has been out for a few months, and she still carries it with her... she definitely read it many times."

"Is it that good?"

Qin Guanglin couldn’t comprehend it; reading a novel is generally a one-time thing, carrying it around every day, how much must she like it?

"She said last time that if her family was rich, she would definitely buy the rights to my book and turn it into a TV series."

He Fang smiled proudly, looking up at the night sky, "Everyone has different tastes, you think it’s mediocre, but someone else treasures it."

She had destroyed someone’s treasure the last time; this time, she had to doubly compensate.

"It’s fate," Qin Guanglin shrugged.

"Are you jealous?"

"Eat shit."

"Go ahead, just don’t kiss me after you have eaten."

"..."

Meeting He Fang’s book fans, who were also their own fans was just a brief interlude; the two were happy for a few days before they forgot about it, but they updated their work much more frequently. If they came back early from the gym in the evening, one would write novels lying on the desk while the other sat beside, painting.

Going to work, getting off work, buying groceries, cooking, working out, creating, looking at properties—the days were uneventful but never dull, and they occasionally went out together. A month passed in the blink of an eye.

At the end of December, as New Year approached, company affairs became busier. Fortunately, Chen Rui kept his word and assigned an assistant to Qin Guanglin—in the company for over a year, Hu Li was promoted to deputy director.

"Fox, get this done this week. Arrange it and push them to hasten the progress."

"Okay."

"And this..."

Qin Guanglin delegated tasks one by one; Hu Li meticulously noted everything down in his notebook and looked quite reliable.

It was because he was reliable that Chen Rui had arranged for him to assist Qin Guanglin. It wasn’t too troublesome or requiring much initiative; he just needed to listen to Qin Guanglin’s arrangements and execute them earnestly.

The company size was still around fifty people, and it hadn’t expanded—you couldn’t expand anyway, as the office space was limited. They would either have to rent another space or find a new one, but there was no need for that. The company had soared over the year, and now it was time to stabilize.

First to stabilize, Chen Rui had been busy with the website for months which would go live on New Year’s Day. They would decide on their next moves based on the situation—this was Chen Rui’s plan. Setting up a website couldn’t be rushed; it had to be done step by step, and they were prepared not to profit for over a year.

After finishing his tasks, Qin Guanglin looked up at the window; it was still lightly snowing. This was Luo City’s first snow of the year, just right on Christmas.

Christmas... He looked at his watch, there was still some time before the end of work. The gift was already in the car; he had bought it from Shengtian Square during his lunch break—a hat with two pompoms, not expensive but practical.

And it looked nice.

Although He Fang was driven to and from work and hardly needed to walk, she would still have to go outside sometimes when at school.

Now with the temperature dropping day by day and the snow beginning to fall, the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors was too great. If she didn’t wear a hat, it was easy to catch a cold when stepping out from a heated space.

...Thinking of He Fang’s head bobbing with the two fluffy pompoms, a smile appeared on Qin Guanglin’s face. He then gathered his belongings conscientiously and left work on time.

"See you, Brother Lin!"

"See you, Director!"

"See you tomorrow."

After greeting old and new colleagues who were lining up to punch out, Qin Guanglin walked out alone. He didn’t need to punch in or out; his adherence to his work schedule was strict, and he was rarely late or left early, earning considerable respect from everyone.

In the eyes of Yu Le and Hu Li, Qin Guanglin was almost a workaholic. His office door was always open; you could just look up to see him sitting behind his desk, either organizing documents and writing, or gripping a paintbrush, hardly ever slacking off.

Do your duty well—this was something He Fang had mentioned, and what Qin Guanglin had consistently adhered to.

In fact, even before He Fang mentioned it, it had been his guiding principle. But after listening to He Fang explain "The Book of Changes," he became even more diligent.

Be an excellent chief editor, a competent director, a diligent employee, a good boyfriend—play your role well in your position; these are the natural rules and social norms.

Those who don’t follow the rules will someday get their shoes wet, while those who abide may suffer bad luck temporarily but won’t be disheartened forever.

In good spirits, Qin Guanglin hummed a tune as he went downstairs. He beeped his car twice to unlock it and just as he was about to get in, a familiar song came from the nearby fast-food restaurant’s speakers.

"I want~ you by my side~

I want~ you to dress me~

..."

Qin Guanglin paused, turned his head curiously towards the speakers, hesitated for a moment then pulled out his phone, and accessed the song recognition function in WeChat, directing the microphone towards it.

After searching for a long time initially, he couldn’t find it. What song is this obscure?

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