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

The old man was silent for a while, then suddenly looked at Qin Ce, changed his previous seriousness, and asked with a smile: "How far have you two developed now?"

Qin Ce was speechless for a while, then he sighed: "That's what you want to ask?"

"Yeah, you two have been married for so long, haven't you two made any progress?"

"I don't know." Qin Ce frowned. He really didn't know what progress was and what constituted progress.

The old man was unhappy, "What do you mean you don't know? It means you two didn't hold hands, kissed or slept..."

"Grandpa!" Qin Ce interrupted him, with veins twitching on his forehead. He said patiently: "You go to bed early. If you are hungry, heat up the takeaway by yourself. I'll leave first."

"Hey, why are you leaving? You haven't told me yet, what's going on with you two now!"

The old man shouted from behind, and Qin Ce walked out without looking back.

He returned to Qiao Xing's house, where Qiao Xing was discussing the transfer of ownership with his uncle and aunt.

When Qiao Xing saw him coming back, he quickly said: "Qin Ce, you've come back just in time. We have already agreed that we will go to the house this Friday. You should go with us."

Qin Ce's mind was now filled with the old man's words. He didn't listen carefully to what Qiao Xing said. He nodded absently, "I'm going back to the house first."

Seeing that something was wrong with his mood, Qiao Xing quickly said good night to his uncle and followed him into the bedroom.

Qin Ce turned on his computer, folded his arms, leaned on the chair, and stared at the computer screen in a daze.

Qiao Xing closed the door, walked up to him, and asked softly: "Qin Ce, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Ce came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's okay."

"Did grandpa tell you something?"

"No."

He still looked expressionless, but it was different from usual. He was obviously worried now.

Qiao Xing was silent for a while and said, "Then let me discuss something with you."

Qin Ce glanced sideways at her, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Xing pulled another chair and sat down next to him, "I just thought about it, let's put your name on the house. After all, you pay the most, but I also paid, so I just want the right to live there." , but the house is still yours."

Qin Ce was stunned and looked at Qiao Xing in confusion.

It took him a long time to realize what Qiao Xing said and said, "No, just write your name."

"How can this be possible? You paid so much money. Are you not afraid of suffering a loss when you write my name?"

Qin Ce suddenly felt funny when he heard this. He suddenly moved his chair back, turned around, and sat face to face with Qiao Xing.

He stared at Qiao Xing intently, with a pair of deep eyes revealing a bit of imperceptible coldness. This look suddenly made Qiao Xing feel stressed.

Qiao Xing also stepped back unconsciously.

"Qiao Xing." Qin Ce suddenly called her.

"Well..." Qiao Xing nodded, "What, what's wrong?"

Qin Ce thought about it for a while and then said: "What do you think about marrying me?"

"Ah?" Qiao Xing didn't understand what he meant for a while. She thought about it carefully and then said sarcastically, "It's just... it's just buying a house. Didn't we agree before?"

Qin Ce pondered: "What about after buying the house?"

"This……"

Qiao Xing was stunned by his question. At that time, she was thinking about how to get the money and buy a house. She really didn't think much about what happened next.

"I don't know either, but I'll listen to you."

"Listen to me?"

Qiao Xing nodded and looked at him very sincerely. She didn't have any objection to whether it was to make do with each other or get a divorce.

Qin Ce took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms. He didn't know what he thought of, and asked Qiao Xing, "Can I smoke in the bedroom?"

Qiao Xing was a little hesitant, but when he met his dark gaze, he nodded and said, "Go ahead."

Qin Ce did not smoke, but threw the cigarette back on the table. "Look, you hesitated. You obviously have your own ideas, why do you listen to me?"

Qiao Xing was choked by him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then, under his powerful eyes, she lowered her head silently.

"Qiao Xing, don't listen to my words. I want to hear your truest thoughts... what you think after you get married to me or in the future."

Qiao Xing bit her lip, wondering why he was so serious.

Isn't it for his own good to write his name? He also reasoned with her.

Qin Ce stared at her quietly, waiting for her answer.

Qiao Xing was silent for a while before he stuttered and said, "Actually, I haven't thought about it."

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and met the man's bottomless gaze. "I don't have any big ambitions, and I don't think about such long-term things. I just want to live each day well now."

"I don't know what kind of girl is your ideal spouse, and I'm not sure what will happen in the future. So, what I can do is, when interests are involved, do a good job in every step that may cause conflicts in the future. Prepare."

Qin Ce still had no expression.

Qiao Xing looked at him and continued: "Maybe I'm just following the crowd. You may think I'm worthless, but that's the kind of person I am."

"Qin Ce, I know that we have different ideas. I may even be at a disadvantage in front of you, so I leave the decision-making power of this marriage in your hands."

"Because I can't find anything wrong with you, and I haven't thought about divorce for the time being. If you don't think it's appropriate, I have no objection to divorce. These are all my thoughts."

Qin Ce smiled after hearing what she said. Although the smile was very weak, it could still be seen that he was thinking about Fazi.

"That's right. Don't you have some ideas?"

She didn't know why, but her face felt a little hot when she heard him praise her.

Qin Ce tapped the table with his finger, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a while, he said: "Let me share my thoughts. In fact, I am almost the same as you. It seems that we have no thoughts about divorce at the moment."

Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment.

Qin Ce pondered: "To be honest, I don't know what the conditions for choosing a mate are, but I think there is no precise definition of this thing."

"If you add rules and regulations to the other half of your life, then the other half is no longer a unique person, but becomes a commodity. If you change it to another person, as long as he meets these rules and regulations, then this person can become your spouse in life."

"It doesn't fit with my original intentions or my idea of ​​a partner."

Qiao Xing was surprised that he could say these words. They had been married for so long, and it seemed like this was the first time they had such a serious conversation.

At the same time, she was also greatly shocked. Everyone she met would have more or less requirements when choosing a partner.

Whether it's appearance, finances, or character, they are all requirements or conditions for choosing a mate.

Qin Ce's words don't sound like he is looking for a spouse. To be precise, he should be looking for a soul mate who is compatible with him.

"It seems that people who have been abroad are different." Qiao Xing said with a smile, and it took him a long time to hold back these words.

Qin Ce opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, but finally spoke, "Actually, I have something to ask you."