Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 315 - 308: Chen Rui’s Phone Call

Chapter 315: Chapter 308: Chen Rui’s Phone Call

Qin Guanglin was feeling extremely stifled.

Especially since He Fang didn’t ask, the more stifled he felt.

Shouldn’t he be curious and ask "What did you actually do?"

He Fang’s nonchalant demeanor made him hesitate to speak out until after finishing the dishes and drying his hands, making his way back to her bedroom. Finally, he couldn’t help himself, "Forget it, forget it, I’ll tell you."

Hearing this, He Fang couldn’t help but laugh, raising her eyebrow at him, "No, I don’t want to know."

"..."

"Go take a nap; your face is all red. If they ask you to drink tonight, simply push it away, no need to be stubborn."

"..."

Qin Guanglin sulkily lay down on her bed, quiet for a moment, but still couldn’t help himself from getting up, "I have to tell you."

"Then say it," He Fang indifferently said.

Seeing her attitude, Qin Guanglin held his breath, suddenly not wanting to say it anymore.

How could this woman be like this!

"Don’t speak then, let’s sleep, take off your shoes."

"...I heard you talking in your sleep."

"Ah?"

He Fang paused as she was bending down and tilted her head towards him, "What did you say?"

"You mumbled in your He City dialect, I couldn’t catch it clearly..."

"Oh."

"But!"

Qin Guanglin perked up, quickly took off his shoes and burrowed into the bed, looking at her with a face flush and slightly excited, "When I spoke to you, you even responded."

"What did you say?"

"I asked you who your husband is."

"..."

He Fang helplessly covered her forehead, "Just sleep! You’re an adult but still so childish."

"Where’s the childishness? I find it fun..."

Qin Guanglin muttered as he lay straight, feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol, and stopped talking as he felt He Fang lie beside him. He casually placed his hand over hers and closed his eyes in preparation for a nap.

He still had things to say; last night he also asked He Fang what kind of daughter she would like to have, but she just kept muttering softly, unable to ask anything.

A 3:05 p.m. alarm ensured the nap wasn’t too long; otherwise, they would have trouble sleeping at night. Feeling still sleepy, Qin Guanglin went to wash his face in the bathroom, came back, and pulled He Fang up. They had not yet gone out when He’s Daddy dragged him to the side hall for a chess game.

It was just a plain game of chess, without mentioning He Fang. A few words were spoken about the comics, and it was evident He’s Daddy was quite pleased with his own image and story in the comics, encouraging him to continue drawing.

"Playing chess again?"

"You play, don’t mess around!"

He Fang came over to help them serve tea, afterwards standing by. He’s Daddy immediately waved her away, vividly remembering the last devastating defeat; this conniving He Fang couldn’t stay.

"Two lousy chess players."

"We enjoy it, right, Qin?"

"Uh..."

Qin Guanglin wasn’t really happy sitting there being trounced, but facing his future father-in-law, he could only nod against his conscience, "Yes, very much."

Fortunately, by five o’clock, He Shan had already left work. Hearing that the two were at home, he directly went to the market and came in with a big bag of groceries, ending the chess game. Qin Guanglin was so helpful; he washed and chopped vegetables. His knife skills, although not as good as He Fang’s, could clearly be seen as competent by someone observing.

—At least unlike two years ago when he had to keep a close watch on the blade, terrified of cutting his hand. Now, he could talk and chop without his gaze affecting his actions.

"Did you come this time to talk about marriage?"

He Shan casually asked while washing the pot, only he and Qin Guanglin were in the kitchen; He Fang was playing with her nephew outside, He’s Daddy sneaked into the bedroom, not sure what he was fiddling with.

Qin Guanglin hadn’t had the chance to speak about this, and He Fang hadn’t mentioned it either. Hearing his words, he was momentarily stunned, "Ah? How did you know?"

"Coming over during the summer break... What else could it be? Surely it can’t just be a casual visit," He Shan chuckled, pointing outside with a spatula, "Fang is nearly settled down in Luo City, she wouldn’t come back without a reason."

"...Yes, we are planning to get married next year."

"When next year?"

"Hasn’t been decided yet, we’ll see what she thinks," Qin Guanglin shifted his gaze towards the kitchen entrance and continued, "And we’ll see your schedule. We need to discuss this through, tentatively next summer. Otherwise, if you have other engagements or something, we shouldn’t let it interfere."

"Hmm, we really need to think it over and discuss."

He Shan nodded, feeling a bit guilty. Initially, he and Zhao Qing had been reckless, ended up pregnant, and on an impulse set a wedding date in January, only to hear on the wedding day that it was some sort of unfavorable day...

In short, they managed to clash with all possible taboos, but luckily both families were steadfast materialists who scoffed at superstitious notions. Otherwise, they would definitely have been criticized to death.

"Pick a good day," he advised.

"Definitely."

Qin Guanglin wasn’t really concerned about picking an auspicious day. With He Fang, a person linked to the immortal family, how could they possibly pick a bad day?

Overthinking leads to gradually getting sidetracked...

"Hey, that smells good, are you two cooking?"

Zhao Qing came back from work, put down her bag, sniffed the air, greeted He Fang, and then leaned in the doorway to watch the two.

The He family, across two generations, He’s Daddy and He Shan, were both skilled cooks, and now this future brother-in-law seemed pretty good too... She thought to herself that they couldn’t let the He Cheng line die out, and they should make sure the boy learned to cook well.

Outside, He Cheng, who was playing with He Fang, suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he were being watched, scratched his head, looked around, then continued to play.

He Shan, now immune to Zhao Qing’s compliments, was stir-frying some dishes and gestured with his left hand, saying, "Nonsense, didn’t you see? Bring this out and get ready to wash up and eat."

"Alright—you two, wash your hands and get ready for dinner!"

Zhao Qing carried out the food and shouted to the playing aunt and nephew.

"Got it!"

There was no more drinking at dinner. He’s Daddy took a couple of quick sips after the meal just to satisfy his craving, and Zhao Qing helped her son with his homework—both parents had long agreed that whoever cooked, the other would supervise the child’s studying, so they often rushed home from work, each trying to get home first to cook.

Helping with homework... especially helping an elementary school student, was truly torturous. Zhao Qing often wondered if this kid was really hers, or if there had been a mix-up at the hospital.

Two law graduates, how could they have produced such a dumb kid?

Qin Guanglin mentioned that you two are getting married next year, are you really ready for it?"

He Shan, having nothing else on his mind, sat on the sofa chatting with her sister, even though he and Zhao Qing had mentioned marriage during the New Year, it was still hard to let go when the moment actually came.

"Everything is ready, we just need to go through the process."

He Fang, peeling an orange from the fruit plate on the table to eat after dinner, shook it at He Shan, "Do you want some?"

He Shan waved his hand, saying, "You eat it. I’m just reminding you to think it through carefully, it’s not something to take lightly... how long have you two been together?"

He suddenly asked, causing He Fang to falter. She couldn’t remember exactly what she had told her family about when they started dating, but she vaguely remembered saying they’d been together for a long time, then she blinked rapidly and swallowed a sour segment of orange, slowly closing her mouth before saying, "A very long time... we’ve been living together for quite a while too, don’t worry—look, the ring he proposed with."

"How did he propose?" He Shan was quite curious about their proposal.

"You’ll never guess... We both unknowingly attended the same wedding, serving as bridesmaid and groomsman."

He Fang proudly swung her legs, recounting their proposal process to He Shan. The little surprises from a straightforward man could indeed be thrilling. When Qin Guanglin knelt down, she had frozen for a moment, then her heart started pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest, and she still remembered it vividly.

By 9 o’clock at night, Zhao Qing was hurrying He Cheng off to bed, and He Shan stretched and headed to his bedroom. Qin Guanglin saw that it was about time to head back to the hotel, ending his chat with He’s Daddy and preparing to say goodbye.

But He’s Daddy wasn’t ready to let him go, asking, "Going back where?"

"Back to the hotel." Qin Guanglin was thinking of saying goodbye to He Fang, who was sitting alone in the living room holding a pillow and watching TV—it looked too lonely.

"Where are you going... Don’t go back, stay here." He’s Daddy pulled at him, unwilling to let go.

Qin Guanglin hesitated for a moment and ventured, "Err... sleep together?"

He’s Daddy glared and straightened up, "What else?!"

"..."

Alright, another long night of talking... Qin Guanglin had actually anticipated this; a matter as significant as marriage wasn’t something He Fang could settle with a few words.

...

After staying three days with the He family, Qin Guanglin grew increasingly familiar with the family, who were also from a single-parent background, and felt almost integrated into the family. As his contacts deepened, he found that each member of the He family had a certain indescribable feeling.

Like He Fang, they had a kind of go-with-the-flow attitude towards life, not caring too much about many things.

Hmm... much like he used to be, to put it simply, quite lazy, content with just a sip of wine and extremely happy with a dish of pork knuckle, but even when there was nothing to have but vegetables, they still remained cheerful.

"When are we heading back to Luo City?"

During their rest after lunch, He Fang asked him.

Qin Guanglin thought for a moment and said, "Rushing back might not be the best idea... feels like we just came here to announce our marriage."

"Then let’s stay a couple more days."

He Fang nodded; she was just worried about Qin Guanglin having to sleep with He’s Daddy every night and was not used to it. Staying a few more or fewer days in He City didn’t make much difference to her.

"I’ve taken quite a few days off anyway... "

Qin Guanglin was saying this when his cell phone rang from his pocket. He signaled to He Fang and picked up without moving away.

"Hello? What’s up?"

It was Chen Rui calling, and the two comics Qin Guanglin had drawn were enough to sustain Chen Rui for two weeks. Logically, there shouldn’t be anything the company needed him for.

"Big news," Chen Rui said seriously. "Do you have Weibo on your phone?"

"No, I don’t use that thing—what big news? I’m at my father-in-law’s place now, just tell me straight."

"You’ve gone viral... It’s too complicated to explain over the phone, just download the app quickly and check the trending searches to understand." Chen Rui paused, then continued, "Hurry up, I’ll hang up now, contact me through WeChat."

Gone viral?

Qin Guanglin, puzzled, hung up and turned to He Fang, "Do you have Weibo on your phone?"

"No, I don’t use that thing," He Fang replied, just like him, "What’s going on?"

"Not sure... let me download it and check."

It only took two minutes for Qin Guanglin to download the app. He had used it before but found it uninteresting and had deleted it. Now, trying to use it again, he couldn’t remember his account details and had to register anew. After finding the trending searches, he scrolled through a list of titles.

Although Chen Rui hadn’t specified which one to look at, Qin Guanglin guessed which one was related to him after a quick glance.

Qin Guanglin’s brows gradually furrowed.

The third trending search, indeed quite viral... but this kind of virality seemed different from what he had expected.