"I'll listen to you."

The man immediately replied.

Hearing his words, Ye Yun suddenly chuckled and reached out to straighten his collar. "You've been explaining all this to me, isn't it just because you want to participate?"

Qin Zheng immediately said, "Wife, don't misunderstand. The main thing is that this invitation was personally instructed by Old Master Cai to be delivered to me by Cai Manni. Before I went back, Old Master Cai had shown me great kindness and saved my life. I can disregard Cai Manni's feelings, but I cannot disregard Old Master Cai's feelings."

Back then, Old Cai risked enemy gunfire to rescue him and a team of people.

Without Cai Lao, not only would he have perished in a foreign army camp, but a whole group of his brothers would have been implicated and died as a result.

Old Cai saved not only his life, but also his peace of mind for the rest of his life.

He will never forget this incident for the rest of his life.

Ye Yun knew about this, nodded, patted his shoulder to comfort him, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that petty. I can tell what's important. We really have to give face to Elder Cai."

“Let’s go together.”

Qin Zheng suddenly said.

"The wedding is tomorrow. We'll just make a brief appearance to meet Mr. Cai, just to show our faces, and then we'll head home right away. Honey, we're husband and wife, and I hope you can be with me."

He spoke very seriously.

While speaking, he secretly glanced at Ye Yun's face, his cautious expression like that of a child seeking his mother's approval.

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Okay."

Qin Zheng smiled instantly.

Seeing that Ye Yun was really not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her, saying, "Wife, thank you for understanding me."

Ye Yun smiled slightly, "It's my pleasure."

Given that the man was holding her a bit too tightly, she couldn't help but gently push Qin Zheng's chest to make him keep some distance.

After such a long car ride, she still felt some lingering discomfort.

Dizziness and nausea.

"Honey, you've worked so hard."

Qin Zheng noticed that she was not feeling well, so he took her hand and sat her down on the sofa, poured her a glass of warm water, and finally asked the question that had been bothering him.

"By the way, honey, what did you mean when you said Cai Manni is getting married too? Besides her, who else is getting married?"

Ye Yun responded with an "oh".

“Your neighbor’s sister.” She took the water Qin Zheng handed her, took a small sip, and smiled faintly. “She’s completely broken up with Xing Yujie and is now dating your brother. Zheng Song’s mother has already come to the garment factory to meet her. She plans to formally visit Zheng Song’s future mother-in-law and then take him back to meet her parents. You’re the matchmaker, and she specifically asked you to come along.”

That's it?

Qin Zheng frowned. Was his wife going through all this trouble just because Tian Xiaohui wanted him to be a matchmaker?

"Otherwise what?" Ye Yun put down her water glass, shrugged, and said, "What do you think has happened? Do you want Xing Yujie and Zheng Song to have a love triangle, resulting in a lose-lose situation?"

Qin Zheng shook his head, "No, I could tell a long time ago that she and Xing Yujie were not a good match."

Um?

Ye Yun paused as she picked up her enamel mug to drink, then turned her head and looked at Qin Zheng with a puzzled expression.

Qin Zheng chuckled awkwardly, "My gut feeling is that the two of them aren't on the same wavelength. I don't know Xing Yujie well, but I know exactly what kind of person Tian Xiaohui is."

He pointed out incisively, "A high-end family is not suitable for her."

Ye Yun: "..."

Doesn't that sound like a compliment?

"Then why do you think she and Zheng Song are a good match?" Ye Yun chuckled, disapproving of Qin Zheng's certainty, with a hint of provocation: "Mr. Qin, is this also just your intuition?"

To everyone's surprise, Qin Zheng readily agreed.

"Yes," he nodded, his tone perfectly natural. "They're both roughnecks, how could they not get along?"

"..."

That makes a lot of sense.

Ye Yun tilted her head back and drank the warm water in the enamel cup in one gulp. She stood up, patted off any non-existent dust on her body, and sighed, "I have conveyed Tian Xiaohui's wishes. I'm tired. I'll go inside and rest for a while."

Seeing her walk into the lounge, Qin Zheng quickly got up as well.

"Honey, why don't you have dinner first?"

However, Ye Yun had already entered the lounge, the door slowly closing, leaving only her somewhat unsteady voice: "I'm not eating anymore..."

Qin Zheng clicked his tongue.

Without a second's hesitation, he followed Ye Yun's steps, opened the door to the lounge, and slipped inside.

He also skipped dinner.

He ate something else.

...

The next day, after getting up, Ye Yun and Qin Zheng quickly washed up and went to a small stall near the school gate to buy two bowls of soy milk with fried dough sticks.

The rich aroma of soy milk neutralizes the greasiness of freshly fried dough sticks.

Ye Yun used to love this kind of breakfast the most. It had soup and noodles, was easy to chew, and didn't feel dry when swallowed. But this time, for some reason, the aroma of the fried dough sticks made her feel uncomfortable in her stomach.

This feeling gave her a sudden, unpleasant premonition.

Probably not...

"Hey girl, you're here for breakfast too?"

Just as Ye Yun was drinking her soup, she heard a cheerful voice calling out beside her. Turning her head, she saw her older sister, who had come with her yesterday to find her husband, carrying her child on her back.

The older sister still had a warm smile on her face, and she carefully lifted the child on her back to make sure he wouldn't fall.

The middle-aged stall owner ladled out a bowl of soy milk for her, chopped up two fried dough sticks and soaked them in it. She accepted it with a smile, thanked him, and walked familiarly toward Ye Yun with the bowl in her hand.

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