Chapter 88: Whoever files for divorce gets the house.

"This one is also nice. It's more casual. He usually dresses very formally when he's not working, so this one is suitable for him to wear on his days off."

Qiao Xing placed the trench coat in Fang Ya's hands and said to her with a smile.

Fang Ya pretended to be calm and said, "That's about enough, any more and we won't be able to carry it."

"It's okay. You should be driving now, right? If you can't carry it, I'll help you. If all else fails, one of our staff members can also help you."

The shop assistant smiled and agreed, "Yes, if you really can't take it all, we can deliver it to your door."

Fang Ya twitched the corners of her mouth, her hands tightening around the clothes, but she didn't say anything more out of politeness.

She doesn't have a job and spends all her money on her family. Buying Lin Yu a couple of items, tens of thousands of yuan, is nothing to her, but if you buy him hundreds of thousands, she can't handle it.

Fang Ya saw that Qiao Xing had chosen so many options, and she understood Qiao Xing's intention: to make her bleed a lot!

Qiao Xing picked out several more items, and Fang Ya now has ten items, which add up to about six or seven hundred thousand yuan.

"Alright, alright, stop choosing!" Fang Ya couldn't sit still any longer and grabbed Qiao Xing.

"Huh? This isn't enough for him to change clothes every month. Shouldn't he pick out a few more for winter?" Qiao Xing blinked, also very enthusiastic.

Fang Ya's forehead throbbed. She suppressed her anger and forced a smile: "We'll talk about it later. I'm tired today and don't want to shop anymore."

Qiao Xing took out her phone and glanced at it. It was indeed getting late; Qin Ce was almost off work.

Moreover, if Fang Ya is involved again, she'll probably explode.

"Oh well."

Fang Ya was too lazy to bother Qiao Xing anymore. She paid the bill through gritted teeth and then left with her girlfriends.

Qiao Xing went to the cashier and said to the cashier, "I've helped you sell so many clothes, shouldn't you thank me?"

The sales clerk was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Then, miss, you can choose a dress, and I'll give you the employee discount price."

What discount?

"50% off".

"Hiss..." Qiao Xing gasped. Half price, how much money do they make on just one piece of clothing?

You should know that the clothes in this mall are almost never discounted.

"Miss, every time we complete a transaction, it adds up to a small amount of employee discounts. I've calculated it, and if you receive all of these discounts, it'll be 30% off. Would you like to pick something out? Remember to bring customers like this again in the future."

Three times the price... Qiao Xing was deeply moved.

"Sure, no problem." Qiao Xing readily agreed, since it wouldn't be a loss for her anyway.

She was just about to buy Qin Ce some clothes; he works for such a big company, he needs to have some decent clothes.

So Qiao Xing picked and chose, estimating his height, and selected a suit that was about the same height.

The original price was 35,000, and even after the discount it was 10,500, but it's still quite expensive.

But this was for Qin Ce, so I gritted my teeth and bought it anyway.

Qiao Xing took the clothes, left the mall and went to the company. After waiting downstairs for a while, she sent a message to Qin Ce.

Qin Ce works overtime almost every day, and Qiao Xing usually has to wait a while after work to come over. Today, she didn't go to work and came on time, so there's still a wait.

Just as Qiao Xing was thinking this, she put away her phone, and Qin Ce came out of the company.

She was overjoyed and quickly got off the electric scooter.

"Didn't you not go to work today?" Qin Ce asked, somewhat surprised.

Qiao Xing grinned and handed him the clothes like a treasure, "Just because I'm not working doesn't mean I can't pick you up! This is a piece of clothing I bought for you. Try it on and see if it fits. If it doesn't, you can still go back and exchange it now."

Qin Ce was slightly taken aback. He took the clothes from Qiao Xing's hand. "You went to buy me clothes?"

"Yes, it's in the mall across the street. Why don't you give it a try?"

Qin Ce took the clothes out of the bag and casually said, "They're not cheap over there."

"It is indeed quite expensive, but this dress was on sale. Speaking of this dress, we have to thank Fang Ya..."

Qin Ce slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket, took it off, and put on the one Qiao Xing had bought for him.

Qiao Xing chattered on and on, telling him about his encounter with Fang Ya that afternoon.

The clothes are alright, but the size is still a bit ill-fitting. All the clothes he wears are custom-made. No matter how you wear these ready-made clothes, they never fit as well as custom-made ones.

It might not be noticeable from the outside, but he can sense it himself.

He buttoned up his suit jacket and put it into his bag. "Not bad, it fits well. Isn't this jacket practically free?"

Qiao Xing retorted unhappily, "How could it be considered free? I spent 10,000 yuan on it."

She herself has never worn such expensive clothes.

"Okay, thank you for the clothes, I really like them."

"I'm glad you like it." Qiao Xing grinned. This man was serious and she couldn't tell whether he really liked it or not.

Let's just assume he really likes it.

Even if a ten-thousand-yuan dress is ugly, she'll still think it looks good on her.

Qiao Xing remembered something, took the card out of her pocket and handed it to Qin Ce, "This is the money I gave my uncle to buy a house. I'm getting it back, you can take it."

She actually wanted to say that they should buy a house as previously agreed, but considering Qin Ce's sexual orientation... she felt that buying the house might cause more trouble.

Let's just rent a place for now.

Qin Ce stared at the card in silence for a while, having already guessed most of what was going on.

Because Qiao Xing said she was going to transfer the house ownership today, it seems they didn't reach an agreement, and she had to get the money back. I just don't know what she went through to get the money back.

Qin Ce took the card and said, "Then let's go buy a house."

"Ah..." Qiao Xing was also stunned. She didn't expect Qin Ce to be thinking about buying a house.

Does that mean he never considered getting a divorce?

"What's wrong? Are you worried about money?"

"No, I..." Qiao Xing didn't know how to say it. After considering her words, she said tactfully, "I'm worried that if you buy a house, what if you meet someone you like later..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was already very clear.

Qin Ce said, "Don't worry, no matter who falls in love with someone in the future, or who files for divorce, the house will belong to the other party. We can sign an agreement."

He wasn't after that house; he just wanted to convince Qiao Xing that this was the only way to get her to accept his offer.

Qiao Xing was a little surprised. If he said that, she wouldn't be afraid of him mentioning divorce, but it seemed like she was getting the better deal.

"Is this okay...?"

“What’s wrong with that? This money is yours. You paid so much, isn’t it only right?” Qin Ce said.

"This is the betrothal gift you gave me."

"That's yours too. Have you ever seen anyone get their bride price back after a divorce?"

"Yes, I've seen it."

"..."

Qin Ce was speechless for a long time after being silenced by her. In the end, he chose to shut up, picked up the helmet and put it on his head, and said, "Let's go back."

"Oh." Qiao Xing also got on the electric scooter. She thought for a moment and said, "Although we're going to buy a house, we still need to move tomorrow."

Qin Ce frowned. "Your aunt kicked you out?"