Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

"Wife, go take a bath!"

Qin Ye said this, and Rong Yan nodded.

She picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom...

Qin Ye listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom; he felt a bit hot, so he went out and closed the door behind him.

He went to the service counter downstairs and said, "Hello, could you add an extra thin blanket, please?"

The same attendant, Wang Cui, was on duty today. She recognized Qin Ye, given how remarkable his wife was.

Thus, she had a rather deep impression of the couple.

However, when she heard his request for an extra thin blanket, she couldn’t help but be surprised.

Do they really need an extra thin blanket in this weather? Aren’t they hot?

"...We do have one..."

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She just couldn’t understand.

Even if it got a bit cold towards the early hours, wasn’t one thin blanket enough for the two of them?

Qin Ye didn’t wait for her to finish and simply said, "Then, please give us one."

Since the guest had requested it that way, naturally, they agreed.

The hotel wasn’t short on one or two thin blankets.

Wang Cui immediately responded, "We’ll bring the blanket over shortly."

Qin Ye nodded and then went upstairs.

When he entered the room, Rong Yan had not finished yet; she was still washing her hair...

When she came out, she immediately noticed the additional thin blanket on the bed.

While she had been in the bathroom, she had heard people talking and had not expected that it was the attendant delivering a blanket.

Perhaps noticing where her gaze fell, Qin Ye explained, "I asked the attendant to bring it over."

He didn’t explain much else.

But this made Rong Yan’s appreciation for him grow.

Of course, she didn’t say much either.

Qin Ye stood up, looked at Rong Yan, and noticed how vibrant she looked after the bath... Her face was fair and blushing, extremely beautiful.

He dared not look too long, "...I’m going to take a bath now."

Rong Yan nodded; she had already tidied up everything in the bathroom when she bathed.

The reason she took so long was that she had also washed her clothes.

She was now holding them, ready to hang them up to dry.

Qin Ye evidently noticed the clothes in her hands and said, "There are racks on the balcony, just hang them there."

After saying that, he took his change of clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Rong Yan went to the balcony to hang the clothes.

After Qin Ye finished his bath, he also washed his clothes and hung them up... then he came to the edge of the large bed, looking somewhat uneasy.

"Wife..."

Rong Yan looked at him, feeling that it was really necessary for them to have a talk.

"Qin Ye, let’s talk!" This was not a question, but a demand.

When Qin Ye heard this, he instinctively resisted, knowing what she wanted to discuss.

However, after carefully thinking it through, avoiding it wasn’t the solution.

So, they should talk.

He nodded, "Okay."

He didn’t sit on the bed, but walked over to a chair nearby and sat down.

"We..." Rong Yan hadn’t finished her sentence when Qin Ye interrupted her.

"Rong Yan, may I speak first?"

This time he didn’t call her ’wife.’ His expression was serious, even his gaze, which was incredibly focused.

Rong Yan nodded, "Yes."

Qin Ye looked at her, finally voicing the thoughts that had been swirling in his mind for a while, "Rong Yan, now that we are married, regardless of what the initial thoughts were, can we give it a try?"

Rong Yan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but before she could speak, Qin Ye quickly interjected again...