Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 1436: You Don’t Understand

This remark reminded the two of them, and then Gu Qiaoqiao suddenly smelled the meat stewing in the pot, surprisingly giving off a burnt aroma. Qin Yize reacted quickly, hurriedly stepping forward, swiftly turning off the gas stove’s flame; upon opening the lid, it was indeed burnt.

At this moment, Qin Yize felt a bit regretful.

Gu Qiaoqiao glanced over and chuckled, "It’s okay, we won’t eat the burnt parts; we can eat the ones that aren’t burnt on top! The flavor has seeped in nicely, making it actually taste the best."

Qin Yize nodded, knowing in his heart that Qiaoqiao was comforting him. However, it was indeed almost like Qiaoqiao said; the taste was quite good. So, he stopped worrying about it. The couple, a bit flustered, began to pick out the good meat and potatoes from the top, putting them in a large bowl. As for the bottom of the pot, naturally, it was no longer usable since it was burnt. Outside, Zhang Yi shook his head and walked away with a chuckle.

Though it didn’t rain today, he somehow felt as if the storm had passed, leaving clarity behind.

The tense emotions were completely relaxed.

It was at this moment that he realized how precious a peaceful life is.

Because of the delay caused by Yubao Square, the trip to Qiaoze Ranch naturally went up in smoke.

Gu Qiaoqiao shared her knowledge with the Old Patriarch, who was completely unaware that the Gu Family’s Hundred Miles of Mountains Map held such a secret.

Among so many mountains, which one could open the Time-Space Gate?

It was simply unimaginable.

But another matter caught his attention: this Old Thief He, along with the so-called Patriarch Ouyang, surprisingly were in cohorts. After discussing with Gu Qiaoqiao, the Old Patriarch dispatched more people to closely monitor He Shan and Chang Jiansheng’s family.

Yubao Square could reopen its doors again. Initially, Gu Qiaoqiao intended to visit the secret room, but after careful consideration, she abandoned this idea.

Because at that moment, Gu Qiaoqiao felt an inexplicable connection between her fingers and that painting. Some things shouldn’t be attempted lightly, akin to mythological tales where opening an unopened box would release uncontrollable elements.

It’s not that Gu Qiaoqiao was timid, but she was unprepared to embrace the unknown. Some things require readiness before venturing forth. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Now she wasn’t alone; behind her were plenty of family members. If anything were to happen, it would be her loved ones who would suffer the most pain and grief.

Nowadays, she had more attachments, her thoughts running deeper, and whenever she took action, she naturally had to consider things more carefully.

This was being responsible to oneself and to those who love her.

After lunch, the Old Patriarch, accompanied by Zhang Yi, went to rest; Yubao Square wouldn’t open for business in the afternoon, but would operate as usual the next day. Meanwhile, Qin Yize drove Gu Qiaoqiao towards the Qin Family residence.

The two hadn’t been home for two days and nights; although they had called, Grandma Qin was still worried. But seeing them energetically walk in, Grandma Qin felt somewhat relieved.

She still had concerns but upon knowing they had eaten, she was completely at ease.

At home, there was only Grandma Qin; everyone else was either at work or school. Grandma Qin smiled warmly at the young couple, saying, "You don’t have to worry about me; I’ll go out and chat with your Grandma Zhang."

She then gave a wink to Gu Qiaoqiao.

Gu Qiaoqiao awkwardly smiled at the understanding Grandma Qin, while Qin Yize was so pleased that his brows and eyes carried a smile, as if he’d gained some priceless treasure.

Yesterday, the pair rested at Yubao Square; with things on their minds, they didn’t rest well. After a refreshing wash, they felt much better.

Tricky matters had been resolved; naturally, their mood lightened. Qin Yize had accumulated some official tasks over the days to handle while Gu Qiaoqiao contemplated her next steps. The issue wasn’t completely over yet, some loose ends needed careful thought.

She didn’t disturb Qin Yize but tidied up the living room.

At that moment, the clear sky suddenly brought forth a cloud; when the clouds covered the sky, a gale inexplicably blew, and large raindrops started to fall.

Working in the study, Qin Yize glanced out the window, surprised to see rain. Though he’d been busy in the study the whole day, realizing there was no noise outside, he walked out to find Gu Qiaoqiao already sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Qin Yize smiled, pursing his lips; he didn’t move her but pulled the curtains closed in the living room. Outside was storming, but the room was exceptionally tranquil, making such weather quite conducive to resting.

He fetched a pillow and thin blanket to make Gu Qiaoqiao more comfortable.

After all was done, Qin Yize studied Qiaoqiao for a while; he felt he could never get enough of looking at her. He smiled and carefully returned to the study.

Work had piled up considerably, including some documents from the Qin Family industries and various decisions that required handling.

For Qin Yize, tackling these tasks was second nature; hence his work efficiency was extremely high.

He thought, perhaps his capability was akin to Qiaoqiao’s within the Mystic Sect. This thought brought a slight smile to Qin Yize’s lips; he never felt ashamed that his wife was better than him. Instead, he believed he might be the one favored by heavens; otherwise, how could he have encountered the extraordinary Gu Qiaoqiao?

Grandma Qin had originally bought groceries, preparing to return home, but seeing the immense downpour, she said to the lady beside her, "Let’s find a teahouse for some tea; we won’t get home for a while."

The rain outside still poured; Gu Qiaoqiao slept soundly on the sofa while Qin Yize completed his tasks, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his forehead. He then stood up and left the study, moving quietly not to disturb Qiaoqiao.

Even so, Gu Qiaoqiao muttered a few times as if waking up; Qin Yize thought it might be better if she woke—otherwise she might have trouble sleeping at night. He went to the window; when he drew open the curtains, the rain had stopped, but the yard still had flowing rainwater. Hales of tree leaves, vibrant and green, were covered with raindrops; a gust of wind gave the impression of another heavy rainfall.

Qin Yize opened the window; fresh air rushed in. Their room was large, with gentle light streaming through, creating an ambiance akin to an imaginary land of joy and plenty.

At this moment, unwarranted, eight words suddenly surfaced in Qin Yize’s mind: reality is peaceful, time quietly flows...