After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Perhaps her smile was so bright that even Qin Ce's eyes became a little gentler.

He nodded slightly: "Yes."

Qiao Xing looked at the light flickering on his face, and her heart moved slightly. She quickly avoided his sight, "Go back, go back."

As soon as the two got in the car and were about to leave, a tattered Wuling Hongguang suddenly stopped in front of them, blocking their way.

"Old Qin, how are you, sister-in-law?"

Yang Han got out of the car and greeted the two of them with a smile.

Qin Ce's face darkened slightly when he heard his voice, but when he saw the ragged car he was driving, his face became slightly better.

Yang Han didn't know where he found this car. The white car was no longer white. You could tell from the dust on it that it hadn't been washed in at least five years.

The bumper under the door was missing, and the car looked as if it might fall apart at any moment.

Qiao Xing also quickly stopped the car and greeted him: "It's you, why are you here...?"

"Oh, I came here to collect garbage, but I didn't expect to meet him here."

Yang Han opened his eyes and told lies. Not only the car, but also the equipment on his body was changed into royal blue construction site clothes, completely packaging himself into a garbage collector.

Qin Ce didn't expect that this guy would get into the role just by saying it casually.

"Are you going back to cook? I haven't eaten yet. Sister-in-law, do you mind if I come to your house for a meal?"

Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Of course, I'm getting ready to go back to cook now, so I'll lead the way, and you can follow?"

"Yeah."

Yang Han glanced at Qin Ce in the back seat and winked at him, as if asking if he was pretending.

Qin Ce ignored him.

Some people are just too idle and are looking for fun every day, and Yang Han is no exception. For him, this role-playing game is just a fun game.

Soon, Qiao Xing arrived at the community. After she came down, she turned back to the two of them while carrying the vegetables, "Qin Ce, I'll go up to cook first. You and your classmates can come up together."

"Ah."

After Qiao Xing left, Qin Ce changed his face completely.

Yang Han happily got out of the car and came to Qin Ce. Seeing his cold eyes, Yang Han's smile froze.

"Old Qin, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Are you sick?" Qin Ce asked.

"You are the only one who is sick! Didn't you say that I am a rag picker? You still have the nerve to accuse me, but will you be happy if I drive a Ferrari? Lao Qin, I tell you, you'd better be polite to me , otherwise be careful that my sister-in-law and I expose you!"

Qin Ce turned around and left with a sullen face.

Yang Han followed her up and down, "But then again, Lao Qin, what do you mean by this? Why do you want to hide your identity from her? Are you looking for pure love?"

Qin Ce paused and suddenly glanced at Yang Han.

Yang Han subconsciously took two steps back, "What did I say wrong again?"

Qin Ce didn't say anything. He suddenly stopped leaving. He leaned against the wall of the stairs and took out a cigarette to light. His expression was a little unpredictable.

At first, he was just worried that Qiao Xing was the kind of vain woman and that the old man would be fooled around by her. He didn't want such a woman to take advantage of him.

However, during this period of contact, although he didn't understand everything about Qiao Xing, he had a vague feeling that there was some difference between what he thought and what she thought.

Yang Han's words just now reminded him of Qiao Xing buying vegetables at the vegetable market.

They are not in the same world. She is like a lotus growing in the mud. She should have grown in the pond and bloomed freely.

If the lotus is moved to a forest of wine and meat ponds, it will look out of place and may even wither.

Qin Ce vaguely felt that if he confessed to her at this moment, she would either be filled with joy, confirming her vanity character.

Or, although she wouldn't blame him for cheating, she would definitely distance herself from him.

At least, she can no longer ride an electric bike to pick him up from get off work.

I will never hear her talk to him about those trivial things again.

"What are you thinking about?" Yang Han raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Qin Ce came back to his senses, put the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and crushed it with his toes, "It's okay, go up."

Yang Han scratched his head in confusion. He didn't quite understand what Qin Ce was worried about.

Qiao Xing still cooks at Grandpa Qin's house. After all, if guests come, it's not easy to take them back to his uncle's house, lest he make his aunt unhappy.

Grandpa Qin didn't know Yang Han, but he acted very enthusiastically.

When the meal was ready, Qiao Xing brought out all the food and said, "It's time to eat."

Yang Han has an out-of-touch temperament. When he chatted with Grandpa Qin, he made the old man laugh from ear to ear.

The four of them sat around the table, and Yang Han took the initiative to stand up and pour drinks for everyone.

"Old Qin has been back for so long, and this is the first time we have a serious meal with him. Come on, grandpa Lao Qin, and sister-in-law, let's have drinks instead of wine. I'd like to propose a toast to you all."

The old man said with a smile, "This young man is a nice guy. Grandpa is very curious, how did you end up playing with Xiao Ce, a boring gourd?"

Yang Han took a sip of the drink and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

"I share a dormitory with him, but you're wrong, Grandpa. Lao Qin is not boring. He has a poisonous mouth. Many female classmates confessed their love to him and cried because of his poisonous tongue. My sister-in-law is really good at this. The fried meat with lettuce is full of the taste of home.”

Qiao Xing paused while picking up the food, not because Yang Han praised her, but because many female classmates confessed their feelings to Qin Ce.

She asked tentatively: "Why? Were all those female classmates...rejected by him?"

"Yeah, to be honest, if I hadn't known that you two were married, I would have thought he was gay."

Qiao Xing's heart skipped a beat. She knew very well that her marriage to Qin Ce was not because of love.

She glanced at Qin Ce. He was eating by himself, adhering to the beautiful virtue of saying nothing during sleep and eating.

But she was still reluctant to believe that Qin Ce was gay, and asked, "Then would his relationship with boys be better?"

Yang Han tilted his head and thought for a while, "It's better. I'm a good example. If a girl had stalked him like this before, he would have made me cry."

"Oh, by the way, we still have a few good friends. If you have a chance, let Lao Qin introduce you to them."

Qiao Xing suddenly felt that the food was tasteless.

She held her chopsticks and stirred the rice in the bowl again and again, looking very worried.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you eat?"

Qiao Xing came back to his senses and hurriedly smiled, "You are eating, please eat more."

"Then I'm not welcome. Sister-in-law, your cooking is really delicious. Can I come here more often in the future?"

"Of course, you can come anytime if you like."

The old man also echoed: "Yes, you come directly to me. Although I don't know how to cook, old man, we have a lot of topics to talk about, right?"

Yang Han laughed and stood up to pick up food for the old man. "Then if I come every day from now on, don't bother me."

These words made the old man laugh.

Qiao Xing secretly thought that she would have a good chat with Qin Ce later.