Chapter 235 - 231: Isn’t it Tragic?
Buying a house is a major life event.
Such a big decision, and Qin Guanglin turned his head to discuss it with He Fang.
With such seriousness, it seemed like he could buy it right away—He Fang rebuked him over the phone, left him with a "we’ll talk about it later," not wanting to bother with these trivial matters.
Not to mention being broke now, even with money, there were still addresses to choose, types of units, floors...a whole lot of details to figure out, it was too early to talk about this now.
After chatting until midnight and hanging up the video call, Qin Guanglin lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Having lived together for a long time, he indeed felt a bit uncomfortable sleeping alone.
These days would continue for another ten or so days... it would be tough.
The moonlight waned, and the stars gradually faded.
In the darkness, he groped his way to sit up, turned on the light, threw on a shirt, sat at his desk, and took out the proposal that Chen Rui had given him during the day to carefully contemplate.
Focusing on work was never a mistake, whether it was for making money or Chen Rui’s kindness, both were worth putting extra thought into.
Halfway through the thick stack of materials, Qin Guanglin yawned, looked at the time—it was already past three in the morning—put down his pen and paper, turned off the light, and went back to bed, hugging his blanket and slowly drifting off to sleep.