Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 301 - 296: The Continuation of Happiness

Chapter 301: Chapter 296: The Continuation of Happiness

Chen Rui considered it for the whole morning.

He didn’t even go for lunch at noon, grabbed his car keys, went out, and looked for someone to assess the details.

This wasn’t something you could just do on the fly; a series of follow-up issues such as promotion were all costs, how much the WeChat public account could attract traffic, how much it could divert, all needed to be calculated.

Qin Guanglin, the one who posed the question, acted as if nothing had happened, leaving all the tasks to Chen Rui and cheerfully went downstairs to eat.

Although his salary had changed dramatically compared to when he first joined, his meals remained the same, a fast-food meal costing around a dozen yuan—fast food had even become more expensive than two years ago, with vegetarian dishes like tomato scrambled eggs increasing by one yuan, and meat dishes by two yuan.

"What project did Chen Rui assign to you? You seem to have been buried in drawing recently,"

Qin Guanglin casually asked Yu Le.

"The boss gave me ’Spring Story’... I’m just afraid I won’t do it justice," Yu Le said, feeling conflicted. Landing a major project was a good thing, but it would be bad if he didn’t do well.

He was afraid that a blessing could turn into a curse, and if he botched it, he’d continue to be an assistant.

"Keep it up, you can do it."

"Thanks, Brother Lin."

"Hard work won’t let you down, you’re already much better than the Wen of the past," Qin Guanglin said.

If Sun Wen could have stayed back then... No, that’s not right, if Sun Wen and the others hadn’t left, Chen Rui wouldn’t have been able to carry out such bold reforms, and they would probably still be developing tepidly, just muddling along every day.

A chain of reactions, when it comes down to it, is just fate.

Yu Le scratched his head and gave a goofy smile; of course, he was fully aware of how much progress he’d made since the beginning, but the company was also developing in sync, so his status hadn’t really changed much.

It was because he focused on technology first; if it were Sun Wen, he probably would have already been considering moving to another company to become a painter.

While eating, Qin Guanglin’s phone rang; he took it out to see that it was Xiao Yu calling.

"Hello?"

"You drank a lot yesterday, can you even get up today?" Xiao Yu’s voice was carefree, as if he hadn’t drunk much himself.

...Indeed, he wasn’t actually drunk, just a bit dizzy.

"If you have something to say, say it. I’m eating."

"It’s something, a big thing, come over after work tonight, and we’ll talk face to face."

"You can’t explain it over the phone?"

"Nonsense, if I could explain it clearly, why would I ask you to come?"

"Okay, let’s leave it at that."

Qin Guanglin hung up the phone and after thinking for a bit, he sent He Fang a message that he wouldn’t be coming home for dinner.

When he finished work in the evening, he drove straight to Xiao Yu’s place, where Xiao Yu was still playing with his cat; there was no one else at home.

"Where are your parents? Don’t tell me they’re not coming back even for the wedding? It’s only a few days away."

"They’re coming back the day after tomorrow, they said they’re really busy," Xiao Yu snorted, "Anyway, they assured me they’ll be here for the wedding."

"So you’re just eating instant noodles? Why don’t you eat with your fiancée?" Qin Guanglin roamed around and frowned upon seeing the instant noodle bags in the trash can.

Xiao Yu was almost always alone at home, usually either ordering takeout or going out for fast food, but now that he was about to get married, he started eating instant noodles.

"It can’t be that bad?" He didn’t think Xiao Yu was the type to empty his bank account just by getting married.

"Cough... I’m just being lazy. Enjoying the last few days of leisure. Soon after getting married, I’ll have to bring Zhou Nan over, then dreaming of such ease will truly be a dream," Xiao Yu leaned back on the sofa, not wanting to move as the wedding preparations had left him frazzled. Finally able to breathe, he settled on the sofa to laze like a lazy bones, "Sit down, make yourself comfortable."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, let’s rest and then I’ll take you out to eat."

"Humph, you’re taking me out to eat, am I taking you or are you taking me?"

In the end, no one took anyone, as Qin Guanglin put on an apron and started cooking in Xiao Yu’s kitchen, stir-frying some leftover greens with noodles from his fridge, serving up a big pot of stir-fried noodles that had both of them sweating from their foreheads.

"Refreshing, haven’t had such a gratifying meal in a long time." Xiao Yu ate mouthfuls of garlic and noodles, looking utterly content, "When did you learn this trick?"

In the past, when they stayed at home late and got hungry, they would just go out and buy instant noodles to boil, adding at most an egg, slurping away with their bowls. This was their first experience with stir-fried noodles.

And it actually tasted pretty good—whether it was due to low expectations or something else.

"So I also need to tell you if I learned Buddha’s Palm?"

"Tch, eat slower, doesn’t seem like there’s enough... You gonna fry up some more?"

"If there’s not enough, just cook instant noodles."

Qin Guanglin filled himself about eighty percent and put down his chopsticks, then drank a large cup of water, immediately feeling his stomach swell up.

Comfortable.

"I’ll teach you some other time. Want to eat, make it yourself."

Leaning back on the sofa, he patted his belly and let out a long sigh, feeling a faint return to his younger days, "Spill it, what’s the big deal you couldn’t explain over the phone?"

"Just let me finish eating."

Xiao Yu took the bowl and loaded it with the last bit of stir-fry from the pot, ate up, belched contentedly, and slumped on the sofa, patting his stomach too.

"It’s good news."

"What good news?"

"Guess?"

"Vomit back the meal I just ate."

"No, no... I’ll tell you." Xiao Yu grinned and sat up straight, "Aren’t you and your girlfriend a groomsman and bridesmaid?"

"Mhm, that’s right."

"Such a coincidence can’t be wasted. Zhou Nan and I were thinking, you two have been talking for so long, and just yesterday you were saying you wanted to propose..."

Qin Guanglin nodded attentively without interrupting, eyeing Xiao Yu to see what he was plotting.

"—So Zhou Nan and I figured, we get married, and you propose then, wouldn’t that be awesome? The groomsman and bridesmaid, holy shit, just thinking about it... Damn, where else are you going to find such a great opportunity to propose?"

"No, wait a minute." Qin Guanglin was a bit dazed, "You mean, I propose to the bridesmaid... that is, my girlfriend, at your wedding?"

"Right, how about that?" Xiao Yu looked at him eagerly, feeling he was a genius.

"No, that won’t work."

Qin Guanglin shook his head vigorously, "Your wedding, and I propose? That’s stealing the spotlight. A wedding happens once in a lifetime, don’t mess it up with all that fuss."

"Tch, it’s precisely because it’s only once that it’s gotta be spectacular."

"..."

Qin Guanglin rubbed his chin, pondering.

"What do you think? One of us getting married, the other proposing, it’s brilliant!"

"...No no, you two are the stars of the show." Qin Guanglin felt it was unreliable, "Just go ahead with your proper wedding, any fuss and you’ll steal their thunder."

"Steal what thunder? Listen, you..."

Xiao Yu smacked his lips, thought for a while, and said, "Look, a wedding’s such a joyous occasion, joy upon joy..."

"Don’t..."

"You don’t talk, listen to me." Xiao Yu held up his hand to interrupt, counted on his fingers, "Bride’s wedding, her best girlfriend being proposed to as a bridesmaid, that’s the continuation of happiness, something everyone loves to see.

What’s a wedding for? Have everyone eat and drink, then everyone goes home and mostly forgets it—if you propose as the best man, won’t it be something they remember for years... maybe even over a decade? It’s a memorable event.

Besides, Zhou Nan is carrying a baby bump now, after the wedding, when those people go home and talk about it, it’ll definitely be: that bride was even pregnant, blah blah blah—sounds bad. Add a performance and their focus shifts elsewhere, even overshadowing the bride’s baby bump.

...In the future, when people think of our wedding, they’ll remember the joyful bride and groom, plus the soon-to-be happy groomsman and bridesmaid, two pairs, doesn’t that make the wedding hundreds of times better than just eating and drinking?"

The groom marrying, the best man proposing, brothers adding joy upon joy, that’s what makes the wedding interesting and memorable. Otherwise, once the feast ends, nothing’s left, and he felt that was dull.

With Zhou Nan’s belly, that’s like triple happiness, no one can top that fortune.

Qin Guanglin stared for a long moment, examining Xiao Yu from all angles, "... How did you come up with so much with that brain of yours?"

"Just tell me whether you’ll propose or not. This is way classier than arranging a bunch of balloons and candles, proposing in a movie theater. Once this chance is gone, it’s gone." Xiao Yu kept urging.

Yesterday, he muddled through a chat with Zhou Nan about how these two had been talking so long but weren’t as quick as them; the topic somehow veered into proposals.

Today, after waking up, the two of them recalled last night’s conversation, discussed it all morning, and the more they thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, so they called Qin Guanglin over to discuss.

"But you have to be sure your girlfriend won’t reject you, because if she does, you’re screwed."

"She won’t reject me." Qin Guanglin scratched his head, still a bit hesitant, mainly feeling it was a bit awkward to make a fuss at Xiao Yu’s main event, "First, tell me the process. How to propose?"

"Just agree, and don’t worry about anything else, leave it to me."

Xiao Yu patted his chest, promising.