They didn’t have many belongings, and Rong Yan had only bought a lot of clothes recently.
Because she sometimes needed to change her outfits, Qin Ye hadn’t touched them.
But other items had already been taken back by Qin Ye, even some of his own clothes were returned a while ago.
What was left was just one set of clothes for changing.
Rong Yan packed quickly, placing all her clothes into a newly purchased suitcase.
The other daily necessities were also packed, she looked around, and seeing nothing was missed, she then said to Qin Ye, "Alright, let’s go!"
Qin Ye carried all the items, not letting Rong Yan carry anything.
They went downstairs, where Qin Ye first went to terminate the lease, and then they left the hotel.
Rong Yan, seeing his hands full, felt a bit guilty, "Let me carry some! You’ll be tired like this."
"No need, I’m strong, these are nothing to me." Qin Ye of course refused.
What was there to be tired about for a robust man like him carrying these things?
How could he let his delicate wife carry them?
Seeing him refuse, Rong Yan had no choice but to let it be.
So they continued on their way.
Qin Ye truly wasn’t tired, and by the time they got home, he only had a bit of sweat on his forehead.
Rong Yan held the key to their small western-style house and she opened the door.
They hadn’t been here for a while, so the moment she entered, she noticed it looked somewhat different from the last night she had seen it.
"You’ve cleaned up quite well."
Qin Ye was complimented... and it made him quite happy.
Just then, before the door was closed, two men entered.
"Brother Qin, sister-in-law, you’re here!"
The speaker was Lu Yong.
He looked at Rong Yan and noticed that she had changed a lot in just a few days.
She was becoming more and more like a city person.

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