Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 284 - 280: Calculate it for Me

Chapter 284: Chapter 280: Calculate it for Me

Qin Guanglin was shocked.

He was indeed a veteran.

Very experienced.

Without a second word, he went straight to the general... How had he not thought of that move?

"When are you getting married?"

"..."

Xiao Yu was stunned and smiled sheepishly, "Haven’t decided yet."

"You haven’t decided despite the pregnancy?!" Qin Guanglin’s eyes were fierce, "You little..."

"There’s a lot involved in getting married... I’m researching it every day now, and I still have to pick a good day—well, I’ll let you know when the time comes, it’ll just be in these two months."

Xiao Yu kept his head down, scribbling on the menu, then looked up at him, "You drinking? If yes, I’ll order two bottles."

"If you’re not drinking, forget it..." Qin Guanglin shook his head and lit up his phone on the table to check the time, "Should we call Wen over?"

"No."

"Hmm?" Qin Guanglin was puzzled.

"He probably doesn’t want to see us right now..." Xiao Yu shook his head and smacked his lips, "Haven’t you heard?"

"Heard what?"

"Um..."

Xiao Yu hesitated, handed the menu to the waitress, and after she moved away, he leaned forward and whispered mysteriously to Qin Guanglin, "Wen... I don’t know what he did, he got into that thing—pretty much everyone familiar knows, it was Yu Fei who told me."

Qin Guanglin looked at him, bewildered, "What did he do?"

"Living off women."

"What?"

"And not just one... Isn’t he selling courses? All those courses to rich ladies... and then he got caught by someone’s husband once."

Xiao Yu sighed and scratched his head, "Who knew he’d do such a thing..."

"Could there be some misunderstanding?" Qin Guanglin found it hard to believe.

Although Sun Wen was a bit of a scoundrel, living off women... and quite a lot of them, seemed a bit too much.

What’s the difference from being a gigolo?

"I thought there might be a misunderstanding too, and I asked him, but he mumbled a few vague words. From what I could tell, it was almost a certainty."

Qin Guanglin frowned, "He’s selling courses... Wait, in a gym?"

"Yeah, that’s what he said."

Xiao Yu nodded, curious, "Why? Did you remember something?"

Qin Guanglin didn’t speak; he was carefully thinking about the fleeting thought that had just crossed his mind.

Gym... selling courses... gym...

"I should work out like Sun Wen, then I could carry you around every day."

"Don’t be like him; the gym is too messy."

A scene flashed before his eyes; he closed them and bowed his head, covering his forehead.

"I know the future."

Xiao Yu looked at him perplexedly, not understanding what was happening, "What’s wrong?"

"..."

Qin Guanglin raised his head and exhaled, turning his face toward the window glass covered in cold mist for a moment before saying, "Do you believe there are immortals in the world?"

"Immortals?" Xiao Yu was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly laughed and shook his head, "I don’t know if there are immortals, but there must be ghosts."

"Have you seen one?"

"No, but I just know."

Both of them were first-timers, and both nailed it right away; wouldn’t it be weird without any ghosts!

Truly ghostly.

Thinking of all those muscular men at Zhou Nan’s house, Xiao Yu’s face filled with gloom, if it weren’t for his prospective mother-in-law being there, he would definitely have been carried out horizontally that day.

Thankful for the mother-in-law.

"What if I said, I knew all about your situation long ago, what do you think I knew by?" Qin Guanglin asked.

"You knew all along? You know nothing!" Xiao Yu scoffed irritably, "If you knew, why didn’t you warn me?!"

"Just saying if, hypothetically."

"Where’s the ’if’ in that... Can you actually predict the future?"

"I can predict the future..." Qin Guanglin thoughtfully stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "Impossible, divination isn’t that magical."

"Then why ask if you already know?" Xiao Yu sneered, "What are you thinking about? Always coming up with such strange stuff... If someone could know the past and future, they’d become gods, not sitting here eating hot pot, right?"

"..."

Seeing Qin Guanglin spaced out again, Xiao Yu tapped on the table impatiently, "Right?"

Qin Guanglin snapped out of it and murmured, "I heard that in the northeast, there are Fox Fairy, Willow Fairy, Weasel Fairy..."

"Pfft, save me from these mysterious stories. Just tell me what happened."

"Nothing, just curious."

Qin Guanglin shook his head, signaled Xiao Yu to drop in the ingredients as the pot boiled, his mind cluttered with various possibilities.

He had always been a staunch materialist, believed in science, and had zero interest in those highly mysterious things.

His worldview had been overturned by the recent series of events.

Is there really such a thing as divination... What’s that called again?

Suppose it does exist, and He Fang knew everything under the sky, then the question arises...

Why, when she was in He City, did she confront someone with a knife?

Why not avoid it beforehand?

This directly contradicts what He Fang said about Qimen Dunjia; she can’t foresee the future, yet the current events remain inexplicable.

Moreover, if divination could be so accurate... Guo Jia would have set up various mysticism universities by now, maybe even elementary schools would start teaching the Five Elements and divination, starting from young.

Why isn’t this stuff more useful?

It’s contradictory, incomprehensible.

Xiao Yu slurped his meatballs, glanced up at Qin Guanglin, and said somewhat helplessly, "What exactly happened? You saw a ghost?"

"Actually, yes, I did see a ghost." Qin Guanglin picked up his phone to search key words, pulled up the news he saw at noon, and handed it to him, "Take a look, how did this mysterious person know that the family had a gas leak?"

"What is this..."

Xiao Yu took a close look and scoffed, "Clickbait."

"No, I know this family... never mind how I know them, but this is real."

"Then it must be a burglar in the house, and the burglar must have had a conscience to make an anonymous call... They definitely couldn’t let anyone find out, otherwise, they’d be arrested," Xiao Yu handed the phone back to him, "What else could it be? Is there really an old immortal who dreamt of an accident somewhere and then called the police?"

"..."

"Pfft, all this fuss over something like this? Junk news and still worth your thought—it was most likely a burglar."

"You’ve been pretty free recently, haven’t you?"

"Yeah, especially free."

Qin Guanglin, uninterested in debating further, said, "Eat up, let’s go after this."

Initially, he had thought the same as Xiao Yu; maybe a thief had entered the house and made the call—it was just He Fang’s nasty habit to sneak downstairs at midnight to buy duck claws and willfully dial emergency response to satisfy her whims.

That seemed more logical than the call being made by her.

But whether it was the video from the dashcam or the words said by Yuan’s mother, He Fang advised them to ventilate...

It really was spooky.

After a hasty dinner and heading their separate ways, Qin Guanglin drove back to South Fly Road, parked the car downstairs, reviewed the footage on the dashcam once more, and after much hesitation, pressed the delete button.

Regardless of what the truth was, it was too shocking for a third person to know.

He Fang deliberately went to a phone booth to make the call, also cautious not to be discovered.

"Back already?" He Fang was about to call Qin Guanglin when she heard the door sound, went over, pulled it open, and sure enough, it was Qin Guanglin fumbling with his keys.

"Have you eaten? I was about to cook," she asked.

"Yeah, ate already."

Qin Guanglin responded, stepped inside, hugged her tightly, and buried his head in her shoulder, taking a deep breath.

"Why? The door is still open..."

"I love you."

"...You up to something?" He Fang eyed him suspiciously, looking back slightly.

"I..."

Qin Guanglin struggled, closed the door behind him, pulled her back into the bedroom, drew the curtains, and asked, "You mentioned last time... You know the future?"

"Um... I can figure out a little bit," He Fang pinched her fingers, "Why suddenly ask this?"

"You figure out what I’ll be doing tomorrow."

"..."