After a round of hard work to clean up both the inside and outside, it was already afternoon.
At this time, Ye Shuang and Chen Qin were sitting on small stools, each holding half a watermelon and looking at everything in the yard. Time seemed to slow down again. The yard was still shabby, but a simple tidying up had filled Ye Shuang's formerly empty heart a lot.
"Thank you for today," Ye Shuang said.
Chen Qin shook her head. "It's okay. Actually, I'm quite happy too."
"Really?"
Chen Qin stretched, showing her graceful figure. "Well... It seems not bad to live in such a yard after retirement."
Then she lowered her eyes, as if a bit emotional. "Even with money, I'm so tired every day. There are so many employees in the group to support."
Chen Qin looked at Ye Shuang and suddenly gave a cute smile.
"I feel like I can't do things as freely as before."
"The happiest time should be when you have a little money, with no worries about food, drink and fun, and can spend money happily every day," Ye Shuang said. "When you're rich to a certain extent, you'll start to have troubles."
Working at such a high - intensity in the company like Chen Qin, although having money, in terms of happiness, she was indeed not as good as those little tycoons who didn't have to do anything every day.
Ye Shuang only understood this later. In the past, he was always thinking about how to lead the company further, and he lost quite a lot of hair. Now, as a school doctor and with the royalties from his novels, he could wake up naturally every day.
If he could make a choice again, he would still prefer his current life.
If only his parents could be by his side...
Thinking of this, Ye Shuang slightly raised his head and let out a long breath.
"A Ye..." a voice came from beside him.
"Hmm?"
"If, I mean if..." Chen Qin asked in a low voice.
"One day when I really can't hold on anymore, can I lean on you a little?"
"Yes," Ye Shuang's decisive and straightforward answer surprised Chen Qin a bit.
"Hehe, really," Chen Qin smiled sweetly, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
She slightly lowered her head and rested her forehead on Ye Shuang's shoulder. She reached out a hand and gently tugged at the front of his clothes.
"Promise me... Don't lie to me."
...
"Click, click, click." After locking the iron gate of the yard, Ye Shuang looked at its rusty appearance and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.
"Shall we come again next year?" Chen Qin said with a smile.
Ye Shuang shook his head. "It'll probably be difficult next year."
"Why?"
"This area is going to be demolished. When I went to buy the watermelon just now, I saw a public notice at the intersection. This whole area should be torn down," Ye Shuang said calmly.
"Ah, really?" Chen Qin looked quite regretful.
"People should always look forward, right?" Ye Shuang smiled. "From another perspective, we can get a sum of money from the demolition."
Chen Qin also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be stopped, so she stood with her hands behind her back, blinking her beautiful eyes and observing Ye Shuang's expression.
"Anyway, you definitely don't want it to be demolished."
Saying that, Chen Qin took out her phone and checked. "Moreover, the housing price here. If it really..."
"Um..."
"The housing price here seems to be more than fifty thousand per square meter. After this yard is demolished, we should be able to get more than ten million in compensation, right?"
"We'll be a bit rich then."
"Maybe," Ye Shuang showed little change in his expression. Ten million wouldn't make much of an impression on him, who had once managed a listed company.
Although he didn't have that much cash on hand either. After all, the money was in Zhao Mengyao's hands at that time, and she was the shareholder.
Now, Ye Shuang only felt a subtle feeling of being pushed forward by the tide.
"Let's go."
"Where to? To eat white - chopped chicken?"
"To the hotel," Ye Shuang said.
"Go... Where?!" Chen Qin's face instantly turned red. "Now? Isn't it too soon?"
But then she thought about it. "Well, it's not too soon. Although today is a risky period... It's okay to have a child. I want to have four, preferably two daughters."
"What about the company when I'm pregnant? Forget it. Let my dad step in and hold the fort."
Ye Shuang: "..."
"We're just going to take a shower. Do you plan to go back like this, all covered in dust?" Ye Shuang said.
"Oh, you should have said so earlier."
"You've been muttering on your own," Ye Shuang said helplessly.
The two found a nearby hotel that looked fairly clean. When they reached the front desk, Ye Shuang first glanced at today's prices and then asked, "Do you have hourly rooms?"
"Oops, there aren't any today. Our big - bed rooms are also very affordable," the old aunt at the front desk said with a smile.
"We just want to take a shower," Ye Shuang said. "Then one big - bed room."
"Okay."
After getting the room card, Ye Shuang led Chen Qin into the elevator. For some reason, a blush appeared on Chen Qin's face, and she had an excited feeling as if she was about to do something naughty.
"What's wrong?" Noticing the almost - uncontrollable smile on Chen Qin's lips, Ye Shuang asked.
"I thought you were going to book two rooms," Chen Qin said with a giggle.
"You also take a normal shower at my place," Ye Shuang said.
Chen Qin thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true. But why did she feel so excited?
After swiping the card to enter the hotel room, Ye Shuang walked to the balcony and saw a washing machine. He bent down to check and found that it had a drying function. Just now, he had specifically asked the shopkeeper, and it turned out to be true.
"Who goes first to take a shower?" Ye Shuang asked.
"Let's go together," Chen Qin said.
"How is that possible..."
There was a look of sadness on Chen Qin's face. She supported her face with a troubled look. "Alas, we used to take showers together before."
"Now that little Shuangshuang has grown up, he won't let me see anymore."
Ye Shuang: "..."
Taking showers together was such a long time ago when they were kids.
"Well, heh heh, I'll go first," after teasing Ye Shuang, Chen Qin, with her clean - loving nature, couldn't hold it in anymore and quickly slipped into the bathroom.
Ye Shuang thought he was dirty, so he didn't sit on the bed but chose a chair.
He picked up his phone and found there were several messages.
Bai Yuyou: |•ω•`) Are you coming back tonight?
Bai Yuyou: I miss you...
After seeing the messages, Ye Shuang tapped his finger and replied that he would go back tonight.
Before the message had been sent for a few seconds, it was almost instantly replied to.
Bai Yuyou: (´,,•ω•,,) Will you miss me?
Ye Shuang stared at it for a few seconds and finally smiled and pressed the keys to reply with an "um".
Bai Yuyou: (*´∀`*) person (*´∀`*)
Then he exited the chat window and found that others had also sent him messages.
Tang Keke: Brother, today when you were not around, Yuyou couldn't even eat properly. She only ate two bowls of rice!
Only...
Ye Shuang then looked at the next message and found it was from An Shiyu.
An Shiyu: Are you dead?
Ye Shuang: "..."
Can't you say something nice?!
Just as Ye Shuang was about to reply to An Shiyu, the sound of the showerhead splashing water came from the bathroom. He subconsciously looked up and was stunned.
The bathroom glass is semi-transparent.

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