After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan sneered as she listened to her husband's ridiculous words:

"So, we got our marriage certificate because we don't trust you."

"If you don't trust me, why did we even get a marriage certificate? Is that what you mean?"

Liu Zhiyuan choked, subconsciously shifting his gaze to the side and saying, "If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do!"

"We dated for four years in college, got married four years after graduation, that's a total of eight years of relationship!"

"Then a strange woman suddenly appeared at your doorstep, and you started acting suspiciously. No matter how I explained, you wouldn't believe me!"

"Wife, do you still really love me now?"

Liu Zhiyuan turned his head again and looked at Lan Yujuan. His seemingly affectionate gaze actually carried a hint of probing and manipulation.

Lan Yujuan looked calmly at her husband. A tear slid slowly down the corner of her eye, but she immediately raised her hand and wiped it away as if by accident.

At this moment, she was carrying a simple backpack and holding her daughter in her arms; this was all her possessions from the past four years.

She sat on the bench in front of the convenience store, turned her head to look at the familiar yet unfamiliar Xiaohe Village, and gradually became lost in thought.

"Liu Zhiyuan, may I ask you a few questions?" Lan Yujuan said softly.

Liu Zhiyuan paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Yes, go ahead and ask."

Lan Yujuan adjusted her posture and moved the phone, which was on the phone, to the side next to Liu Zhiyuan.

Why did you suddenly change your online name to "Nine Out of Ten"? Is there any hidden meaning behind it?

Liu Zhiyuan subconsciously crossed his legs, clasped his hands together, leaned forward slightly, and smiled guiltily:

"It's just a screen name, what meaning could it possibly have? It's just an idiom, something you can just change randomly."

"If you don't like it, I'll change it now."

"Tell me, what do you want me to change it to? And what about the profile picture? Should I change it too?"

Lan Yujuan casually said, "Okay, then let's change it to 'Xiaoman's Dad.' As for the profile picture, let's change it to a family photo of the three of us."

Liu Zhiyuan froze, staring at Lan Yujuan in disbelief. "Wife, are you kidding me? This is my work number!"

Lan Yujuan chuckled softly and raised her hand again to wipe the corner of her eye.

"Yeah, I was just kidding, do as you please."

Even if Liu Zhiyuan was slow to notice, he realized something was wrong with his wife. Lan Yujuan's smile and voice made him feel uncomfortable and restless.

"Honey, what exactly do you want to ask?"

"If we keep delaying like this, we really won't be able to get to the provincial capital today!"

Lan Yujuan quickly composed herself, and her tone returned to calm:

"It's okay, I've already booked a car online, and the pick-up point is right here."

"It's rare for you to be so thoughtful. Xiaoman and I will definitely be able to go to the provincial capital today."

Liu Zhiyuan glanced in the direction of his home, silently picked up his phone, and quickly sent a message.

Lan Yujuan glanced at it, though she couldn't make out the text. But judging from the profile picture alone, it was clearly her sister-in-law, Liu Zhifang.

Liu Zhiyuan quickly replied, "It's alright, I'm texting Zhifang to ask Dad how things are going."

As they were talking, his sister-in-law's voice message popped up, and Liu Zhiyuan accidentally clicked on it:

"Brother, don't worry! My wife is standing by the fishpond making a phone call. She definitely won't be chasing after us anytime soon!"

Liu Zhiyuan panicked and quickly turned off the screen, almost throwing his phone away.

However, since his sister-in-law spoke Hakka dialect, Liu Zhiyuan wondered if Lan Yujuan could understand the local dialect.

Lan Yujuan naturally understood.

She not only understood, but she also knew better than Liu Zhiyuan who the other party was talking to on the phone.

But she didn't mention this matter at all. She only glanced at the new phone in Liu Zhiyuan's hand and asked casually:

"You got a new phone? What happened to the one I gave you before?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhiyuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He then brandished his phone, grinning smugly, and said, "Wasn't it your suggestion to trade in my old phone for a new one?"

"I sold my old phone on a secondhand website for 2300 yuan, which is 800 yuan more than I made through the trade-in program!"

"How about it? Your husband knows how to manage a household, doesn't he?"

Lan Yujuan remained noncommittal, turned around, took out a water bottle, and fed her daughter some water.

Seeing this, Liu Zhiyuan turned around and bought two bottles of water as well.

"Here, have some too." Liu Zhiyuan handed it to her and unscrewed the bottle cap for her.

This scene is just like when we were doing military training on campus back then.

However, it was a scorching summer back then, and now it's a cold winter.

Lan Yujuan didn't reach out to take it, but instead took out her thermos from her bag.

"No need, I prefer to drink warm water in winter."

Liu Zhiyuan awkwardly withdrew his hand. "Fine, whatever you want."

After saying that, he started drinking.

"Liu Zhiyuan, for the past few years, you've said that you have to work overtime during the Spring Festival and leave on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Is it really because you're going back to your office in Beijing to work overtime?"

"Cough, cough!" Liu Zhiyuan was drinking water when he suddenly heard the question, and he choked and coughed violently on the spot.

"Of course!"

"What kind of question is that? If I weren't working overtime to earn more money to support my family, why would I be traveling during the Chinese New Year?"

Lan Yujuan said calmly, "Who can say for sure? I've neither checked up on you nor seen you working overtime."

"What if you're using your holiday to go on a trip with someone, or to accompany someone back to their parents' home?"

Liu Zhiyuan wiped his mouth, his temples throbbing. "Lan Yujuan, you're overthinking it!"

"Even if I had the guts, where would I get the money? Impossible!"

"All the money I earn goes to my family for savings, you know that, don't you?"

"You're just too idle and have too easy a life, so you always tend to overthink and make wild guesses!"

"Try to read fewer novels and watch fewer short dramas at home; that stuff can damage your brain!"

Lan Yujuan then asked, "You said you had no money on you, so where did you get the money to buy a new phone?"

Liu Zhiyuan pursed his lips. "This is a bonus from my company for starting work!"

"Yes, I bought it in installments using my start-of-work bonus!"

Lan Yujuan nodded: "Yes, I believe you."

"Then open the individual income tax app and let me see your specific salary."

This time, Liu Zhiyuan was completely panicked.

He'd barely sat down before he jumped up, exasperated, and said:

"Lan Yujuan, what do you mean? What exactly do you want to do?"

"I finally managed to come home and wanted to take you and your daughter out for some fun, but you just keep finding fault!"

"What? You don't want to live a good life anymore?"

"If you don't want to be with me anymore, just say so!"