Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 288 - 283: You said...

Chapter 288: Chapter 283: You said...

Since discovering He Fang’s secret, Qin Guanglin found her more and more fascinating.

"You think, how much money can I earn this year?"

"How would I know?"

He Fang couldn’t even be bothered to guess, lazily stirring with a spatula while frying vegetables in the kitchen.

Now, she even wore clothes that covered her well at home, to prevent arousing any undesirable thoughts in him.

Young people have no sense of restraint at all.

"Then tell me, what about tomorrow..."

"Talk crap, what’s wrong with you lately?" He Fang wondered, as it seemed he felt uncomfortable without asking her a couple of questions each day.

"Look, can’t you just tell me?"

Qin Guanglin lay listlessly on the couch, feeling around and pulled a coin from the middle compartment of the table, flicked it with his finger...

Snap!

"Do you think this coin landed heads or tails?" He pressed the coin onto the back of his hand, vigorously asking He Fang.

"..."

"Guess, quick."

He Fang had no choice but to glance back at him, "Heads."

"Wow, it really is!"

Qin Guanglin sat up straight, flicked the coin again and caught it on the back of his hand, "Is it heads or tails this time?"

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Uh, let’s play after dinner."

...

At night, beside the bed.

"Do you think I can win this hand?" Qin Guanglin propped himself on the bed and nudged He Fang with his elbow, "If I win, it’ll be a super double."

"How should I know?" He Fang frowned, "Since when do you need to ask me when playing Fight the Landlord?"

"Just tell me, help you win these beans, and you won’t even do this small favor for me."

"..."

He Fang sighed, covering her forehead, looking at him with eyes reserved for a dim-witted child, "Do you think divination is omnipotent?"

"No, divination can only give a rough idea, that broken thing... Hey, you’re not telling me if I can win, and now I can’t double the points anymore." Qin Guanglin sighed regretfully.

What a useless immortal, not even willing to help win some beans.

"I think you’ve been acting weird lately."

He Fang was too lazy to watch him play Fight the Landlord, burrowed for a comfortable position in the blankets, tucked the edge under her neck, closed her eyes and said, "I’m going to sleep now, remember to sleep early."

"Wait up, it’s still so early, you think tomorrow..."

"Shut up, I’m not talking."

"..."

...

As the days passed, the New Year drew ever closer. Although Qin Guanglin had told He Fang to go home for the holidays early this year, she still stayed in Luo City until the end of the year.

"You think..."

"I’m not saying," He Fang said, her face expressionless as she cut him off.

"..." Qin Guanglin shook the map in his hand, "You have to say something. We’ve been house-hunting for two months now, and we still haven’t found a satisfactory one. Here, you choose."

He Fang had been unimpressed by every neighborhood, whether new or old. She had intended to start house-hunting after receiving the year-end bonus, but they hadn’t even settled on a general location yet.

It would be better to let her choose—Qin Guanglin guessed that this woman had long known which property to buy but was stubbornly keeping silent.

"Me choose?" He Fang asked as she took the map.

"Yep, you choose. Once you’ve decided, we’ll go take a look. If you’re satisfied, we’ll set things up and then calculate the price. If we can, we’ll pay the down payment and take out a mortgage to buy the house."

"I’ll study it first, then we can go check it out together after I’ve done my research."

He Fang unfolded the map and pretended to scan various areas; she had indeed already chosen the location.

The matter of buying a house seemed to be rushing forward too quickly, but she had no way and no reason to stop it. With housing prices rising every day, it was almost impossible for Qin Guanglin to put off his plans to buy a house. He was eager to get this settled, especially with the year-end bonus about to be issued.

Compared to letting him buy just any house, it was better to steer him a bit.

"Hurry up, we’ll need to nail this down after the New Year," Qin Guanglin urged, then his phone, which lay nearby, rang. He picked it up to hear Xiao Yu’s voice, brimming with excitement.

"Buddy, I’m getting married!"

"When?"

Qin Guanglin glanced at the calendar on the desk. There was a little over a week until the New Year. Was this in such a hurry?

"March twenty-third. We just set the date today, hahahahaha~"

Xiao Yu’s laughter went on wildly, leading Qin Guanglin to pull the phone slightly away from his ear. After more than ten seconds, Xiao Yu finally stopped laughing and proudly announced, "Me, Xiao Yu, am getting married!"

"Look at how capable you’re acting... You’ve still got almost two months," Qin Guanglin twisted his mouth, glanced at He Fang by the bed, slipped on his slippers, walked out of the bedroom, and sat down on the sofa with, "That... Has your stomach started showing? In two more months, you won’t be able to hide it, right?"

"..."

Xiao Yu’s chuckling abruptly ended; after a brief pause, he smacked his lips and said, "My mother-in-law is superstitious. She insists that you can’t get married during the first lunar month because it’s bad luck. They found an auspicious day - March twenty-third... By then, it should be over three months; we should still be able to conceal it."

"That’s something you have to believe. March it is, then. Anyway, most of the guests will be people we know. Whether it’s hidden or not doesn’t really matter, double happiness is coming your way," Qin Guanglin, picking at his toes, glanced at the bedroom and sighed, "I thought I would be the first one to get married among us, and now you’ve got a kid on the way... Life, huh."

"Right? Every morning when I wake up, it feels a bit unreal that I’m about to become a dad... Anyway, enough about that. Remember, March twenty-third. That’s it for now; I have to let others know. You were the first person I called... Oh yeah, you have to be my groomsman."

Qin Guanglin was taken aback for a moment, "Groomsman? I’ve never done that before."

"It’s my first wedding too, who isn’t doing it for the first time? That’s all for now; we’ll talk more when we get together for a meal."

Listening to Xiao Yu hang up, Qin Guanglin pondered for a moment. He remembered that they had all talked about having Sun Wen be the groomsman; now, Sun Wen... Sigh.

But they say groomsmen and bridesmaids are often the next ones to get married or about to get married—it’s a good omen.

When he returned to the bedroom, He Fang was also on the phone. When she saw him enter, she quickly said a few words and hung up.

"My friend already has a child. I think we can speed things up," Qin Guanglin said, while circling a date on the calendar with a pen, marking the day Xiao Yu had mentioned.

"Why compare with others? Can a wedding be rushed?"

He Fang argued vehemently, her lips smacking, "If you see someone else getting married, you want to get married too? If they get divorced later, are you going to say, ’My friends are getting divorced, should we...?’"

"Stop, stop, stop, I get it."

Qin Guanglin quickly interjected and climbed onto the bed to hug her, "Let things take their natural course. We’ll get married when it’s time."

Besides, the latest would be the year after next... That’s what the old man had calculated; it should be fairly reliable.

He Fang hummed twice and continued looking at the map.

Everything was progressing according to plan, except for Qin Guanglin, the unpredictable factor. There were no other changes.

Being this happy was enough; any slight change might lead to unforeseen alterations. It was best to play it safe.