The two arrived at the town.
Rong Yan glanced around and then asked, "Do you know where there’s a house?"
"Sweetheart, I’ll tell you in a bit. Right now, I’m taking you to a place."
Qin Ye’s words piqued Rong Yan’s curiosity.
However, she didn’t say much and just sat in the backseat, watching where Qin Ye was taking her.
They rode along, and ten minutes later, Qin Ye stopped his bicycle in front of a courtyard.
"Sweetheart, we’re here."
Rong Yan hopped off the backseat, taking in her surroundings, and noticed that the neighboring houses were somewhat distant.
This place was on the edge of the town.
"Whose house is this?"
Qin Ye didn’t answer her question but instead turned his head and asked, "Sweetheart, what do you think about this place?"
Rong Yan had already checked out the location, so her eyes fell on the appearance and size of the courtyard in front of her—it was very large.
"This place is nice."
Clearly, Qin Ye was very happy and satisfied with her response.
He took out a set of keys from his pocket, then walked over and unlocked the door.
Rong Yan: ...?
Qin Ye turned around, "Sweetheart, go ahead in! I’ll explain after you enter."
Rong Yan could actually detect a hint of the apprehension of someone who’s made a mistake in his voice.
This was a bit strange.
But she didn’t show it on her face and instead stepped into the courtyard.
Qin Ye, on the other hand, pushed the bicycle in, then after parking it, turned around to close the big gate, securing the bolt.
"Sweetheart, let’s go inside and talk." He gestured towards the house with his hand.
Perhaps because it hadn’t been cleaned for years, the house was full of spider webs and lots of dust.
Qin Ye grabbed a broom and swiped around a bit.
Then he turned to look at his wife, his face filled with apologetic guilt, "Sweetheart, I forgot to tell you something... please don’t be angry."
Rong Yan met his cautious gaze, her eyebrows lifting slightly, "Are you trying to tell me this house is yours?"
Qin Ye nodded, "Yes, my dad bought this house back then. He wanted to move us out of Qin Family Village and live here. It’s just that... he didn’t expect..."
His tone grew heavier.
"After my dad passed away, we didn’t have jobs in the town and couldn’t survive. No matter what, Qin Family Village was better, so this house has been left empty all this time. The Qin Family folks don’t even know we have a house here in town."
If his wife hadn’t brought up renting a place in town, he really wouldn’t have remembered this.
Rong Yan: ...
"Your dad was impressive!"
Hearing this, Qin Ye immediately corrected her, "Our dad."
Rong Yan: ...
Alright!
She indeed had to call him ’dad’ too.
"Then this place is pretty good for storage."
Qin Ye looked at her, "Sweetheart, I didn’t tell you this before... you’re not mad, are you?"

Meanwhile, Rong Yan rode her bike to the post office first.
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