The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 1268 I Don't Want to Be My Parents' "Third Light"

While waiting for the food.

Yan Bei then looked at Shen Qing and asked, "Wife, what day is it today?"

Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, still trying hard to recall if today was some kind of anniversary.

Then, looking at Yan Bei with a puzzled expression, she said, "I really don't remember what day it is today."

A slightly embarrassed expression flashed across her face.

"Then why did you ask me to come out to dinner alone?" Yan Bei asked.

Shen Qing then realized that this was what Yan Bei was asking about.

"I feel that it's been a long time since we've eaten out together. Wouldn't it be better to eat out alone to strengthen our relationship?"

Yan Bei nodded, acknowledging that his wife was right.

He suddenly realized that his wife was a little different than before.

However, he really likes his wife like this.

This indicates that she wants a future with him and a better relationship.

……

The waiter quickly brought out the dishes they ordered.

Looking at the table full of dishes that were mostly her favorites, Shen Qing suddenly felt that Yan Bei seemed to prioritize her in everything.

Shen Qing looked up at Yan Bei, "Are you sure you like to eat these too?"

“Yeah!” Yan Bei said, casually taking a bite of the salad in front of him. “I think these are delicious, no wonder you like them.”

Shen Qing smiled and said, "Since you like it, then eat more."

"..."

The two ate and chatted at the same time.

They talked about the present and the future.

It was as if the world had fallen silent, and only the two of them were talking.

After a while.

Shen Qing suddenly remembered Zhang, the dance teacher.

He then asked, "What did Teacher Zhang, who teaches An'an and Kang Kang to dance, tell you about her leaving?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Bei paused instantly and put down the fork in his hand.

He looked up at Shen Qing and said, "It means he won't be teaching dance here anymore. Honey, why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Because I heard today that Teacher Zhang is still teaching dance there, but why isn't she teaching An An Kang Kang anymore?"

"This...who told you that?"

“Wu Jiao! She just sent the children there.” Shen Qing said, glancing at Yan Bei. “Do you think Teacher Zhang has some kind of prejudice against An'an and Kang Kang, and doesn’t want to teach the two children anymore?”

Yan Bei's gaze darted away, and he picked up the red wine next to him and took a sip. "It shouldn't be! Besides, there are so many dance studios already, we can just find another one for our child, right?"

Shen Qing smiled slightly. "But I think Teacher Zhang teaches very well. I'm not the only one who thinks so; other parents think so too. Why not find a good teacher for your child?"

“Actually, I have an acquaintance who also runs a dance training studio. He’s quite good at teaching children to dance. We can send An’an and Kang Kang there to learn,” Yan Bei said.

Shen Qing nodded. “Where to learn? That’s not a problem, as long as they can teach well. I just don’t understand why Teacher Zhang said she was leaving a few days ago when she clearly hadn’t left.”

"Alright, honey, let's not think about this anymore. She must have her reasons for saying that. Let's not worry about other people's business."

"Okay. By the way, isn't Teacher Zhang your classmate? Why don't you call and ask again? After all, An'an and Kang Kang really like Teacher Zhang."

Yan Bei twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "How about we just forget about it? The kids haven't been there for days. I'll contact my acquaintance who also teaches dance tomorrow, and then let An'an and Kang Kang go to his place to learn."

Shen Qing didn't say anything more and had no choice but to agree.

There's no need to take dance classes too seriously. Since Yan Bei mentioned finding a dance training center for the child, and the people he knows are probably decent, she decided not to worry about it further.

After a while, Shen Qing continued, "By the way, I've already found a tutor for the children today. Their academic performance can't be neglected."

"Yes, that's true. But the children are growing up now, and they should be able to understand what they need to do now."

"That's right, but as parents, we should pay more attention to our children's studies. If we don't encourage them now, they won't know how to encourage themselves later."

"Okay, okay. I'll leave the studies of my wife and kids to you."

"Don't worry, I don't need to work anymore, so you can rest assured about the child."

"it is good!"

"..."

The two talked for a long time.

They also have clear plans for the future.

After dinner.

Shen Qing suggested, "We've both been drinking, and it's not too far from home, so why don't we take a walk back?"

"Okay," Yan Bei nodded in agreement. "I'll have Yang Jian come and drive tomorrow."

"Uh-huh."

The two people were walking along the roadside, heading home.

It's spring now.

Even though a breeze was blowing at night.

But it wasn't as biting cold anymore.

The temperature felt just right.

The spring night breeze carries a hint of warmth, and after sweeping away the city's hustle and bustle, it gradually brings a touch of tranquility.

The two walked slowly along the path lined with camphor trees. The spring night was filled with the fresh scent of reviving plants, and occasionally the low chirping of insects returning home could be heard.

The streetlight cast two intertwined shadows on the ground, swaying gently with each step.

"By the way, honey, I have a college reunion next week. They've called me so many times already. I didn't really want to go, but since we were classmates, I can't keep refusing. Why don't you come with me?" Yan Bei said.

"Okay! But it's not really appropriate for me to go to your college reunion."

Yan Bei raised an eyebrow. "So what? I can't bring my wife along. Maybe everyone else is bringing their wives too!"

"it is good!"

The two stopped talking and walked in silence. Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns.

Yan Bei tightened his grip on Shen Qing's hand, using his body heat to dispel the last trace of chill from the spring night.

Yan Bei glanced at Shen Qing furtively, a slight smile playing on his lips. He was used to being in control, used to strategizing, but at this moment, this peaceful and warm stroll brought him an unprecedented sense of tranquility.

With her by my side and home just ahead, that's enough.

As they approached the villa's entrance, Shen Qing let out a small yawn, looking somewhat languid.

Yan Bei stopped, took off his suit jacket, and draped it over her shoulders. The fabric, still warm from his body heat, instantly enveloped her, bringing her comfort. "Tired?"

"A little." Shen Qing buried her face in her coat, which had a faint scent of cedar, her voice muffled but reassuring.

"Then let's hurry back and rest." Yan Bei put his arm around her shoulder and quickened his pace.