C17 Failure to Persuade

"Really?"

Only then did Tian Tian turn around and glance doubtfully at Cheng Qingshan.

"Of course it's true."

Cheng Qingshan nodded. "We have been married for so long. When have I ever lied to you?"

"Fine, I'll let you off this time!"

At this moment, Tian Tian's voice gradually became softer.

Cheng Qingshan promptly hugged Tian Tian tightly and slowly said, "Wifey, you seem to be working too hard. Why don't you resign and find a company that has less pressure to work."

"From now on, I'll send the takeout food during the day and rent it at night, so that I can earn more money to support you, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in his voice.

"Cheng Qingshan!"

Tian Tian's gentle face immediately turned cold, "So you still don't believe me, right?"

"Tell me, who would spend the small amount of money you earn from renting?"

"Even if you sent takeout during the day and rented it at night, would you be able to earn eight thousand dollars a month?"

"If we can't earn that much money, what will we use to support our families? What will we use to support ourselves?"

"Do you want us to spend the rest of our lives in this rented house?"

"If you don't want to argue with me again, then please give up!"

With that, Tian Tian gave a cold snort. She broke free from Cheng Qingshan's embrace and went to sleep alone at the side.

"… …"

The next day.

The two of them agreed not to mention the matter of Tiantian leaving.

As usual, Cheng Qingshan left home early and began his day of renting.

Tian Tian woke up at 7: 30.

"… …"

Noon.

After sending off the last guest of the morning, Cheng Qingshan found a temporary stop by the roadside. He got off the car and went to a nearby store to buy a large piece of bread.

At this moment, his mobile phone in the car rang.

The number was Zhao Xue's.

After he left Zhao Xue's home on the day of the reunion, Cheng Qingshan stored the phone number for Zhao Xue's return home.

After he picked up the call, Zhao Xue's gentle voice came out from the phone, "Qingshan, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Cheng Qingshan hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of bread and drank a mouthful of water. He then quickly replied to the microphone, "No, it's lunch time now."

"It's good that I didn't disturb you."

On the other end, Zhao Xue let out a sigh of relief, "I drank too much last night, so I didn't do anything …"

"No, no."

Before Zhao Xue could finish speaking, Cheng Qingshan hurriedly shook his head.

"Alright then."

Zhao Xue slowly replied, and continued: "Then are you free this afternoon? I plan to settle down in the city in the future. I've been taking a look at the house recently. "Don't worry, I'll pay the fare!"

"Afternoon..."

Cheng Qingshan started to hesitate. After a while, he slowly said, "Nothing happened in the afternoon. Are you still staying at the hotel? I'll pick you up from the entrance in the afternoon."

Yesterday, he didn't know if Zhao Xue was really drunk or just faking it.

It didn't matter if it was what happened last night or back in high school.

To him, this was already a thing of the past.

Right now, all he wanted to do was to spend the rest of his life with his wife.

If it wasn't for the fact that Zhao Xue gave her wife a bag and made him owe her a favor, he wouldn't have come out on this afternoon's train!

"Then it's settled."

Zhao Xue, who was on the other end of the phone, smiled, "I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the hotel at 1: 30 in the afternoon."