Madam, Please Behave

An Qianxun left.

She didn’t linger too long in this city. After a long chat with her sister, she ultimately left Liu Changqing’s home.

Knowing that her brother didn’t come to take her back this time, An Yuanyao finally let out a deep breath, as if a long-standing concern had been resolved.

While tidying up her bedroom, she felt especially cheerful.

It was as if she had an endless supply of energy—humming a tune while vigorously mopping the floor.

Since her brother hadn’t changed his shoes upon entering the house, An Yuanyao began thoroughly cleaning the floor again after An Qianxun left.

Liu Changqing wasn’t idle either.

Although An Yuanyao didn’t expect him to do housework, as a member of the household, he still rolled up his sleeves and helped her clean.

With both of them working together, they finished quickly. After tidying up, An Yuanyao went back inside, while Liu Changqing sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

He silently turned his head, watching as An Yuanyao moved in and out of the room. He didn’t say anything or take any further action—just watched.

As if deep in contemplation.

His odd behavior eventually caught An Yuanyao’s attention.

Carrying a bundle of laundry, she stepped out of the bedroom, puzzled by the way Liu Changqing was staring at her. Closing the door behind her, she asked,

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

After speaking, she simply stood there, watching him in return.

Hearing her question, Liu Changqing seemed to snap out of his daze. He paused for a moment before shifting his gaze and grinning.

"I just wanted to admire a beauty. Is that a crime?"

"You’re saying stuff like that again!"

She couldn’t hide the delight on her face as she responded, her heart brimming with joy. Humming her tune once more, she carried the laundry into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Liu Changqing leaned forward, clasping his hands together tightly, his gaze fixed on them.

He was deep in thought.

His collaboration with Qiuqiu had officially begun, and the more he learned about Qiuqiu, the more he realized—it was essentially the same as the Penguin company from his previous world.

The current momentum was unstoppable. Compared to Penguin’s growth trajectory in his past life, Qiuqiu in this world was advancing even faster, with some major differences.

Due to this world’s strong emphasis on copyright, Qiuqiu hadn’t started by copying foreign software. Somehow, they had created their own chat platform, and it effortlessly crushed all foreign competitors, establishing a domestic monopoly.

Now, practically everyone in the country had a Qiuqiu account if they used the internet.

Meanwhile, the game DNF was already being heavily promoted through Qiuqiu.

Currently, the moment you logged into your Qiuqiu account on a computer, an ad for DNF would pop up.

And DNF itself was nearing completion. Most of the remaining work after acquiring the rights had been minor finishing touches and testing. With Feng Qian’s team optimizing the project, the game was nearly ready for launch.

To be honest, Liu Changqing no longer lacked money.

The profits from Pokémon and DNF were astronomical.

He could now easily upgrade his business car and even buy a new house.

After all… the old apartment he was living in was indeed quite worn down.

Not to mention, fewer and fewer people remained in the neighborhood.

No matter the reason, he was starting to think seriously about moving—for both the kids and An Yuanyao.

Before, he didn’t have a choice.

Now, he did.

As he looked around at his current living space, the thought of buying a new house surfaced more frequently in his mind—becoming clearer and stronger over time.

As An Yuanyao walked past him again, Liu Changqing called out to her, ready to ask for her opinion.

"Yuanyao… come here for a sec."

She stopped in her tracks, hesitating for a moment before walking over, puzzled.

She sat down beside Liu Changqing.

He instinctively reached out, grabbing her shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. Then, he asked,

"What do you think… should we buy a new house?"

"Buy a house?"

She didn’t quite understand his question at first, but after glancing around at their surroundings, she gave her answer.

"I think it’s fine here. Sure, it’s a little small, but it feels warm and cozy."

As she spoke, she leaned into Liu Changqing, snuggling against him.

"Didn’t you always say that this place holds a lot of memories for you? That coming home here always feels safe and comforting?"

"That was because I was broke back then…"

"…"

The mood An Yuanyao had been building up instantly shattered.

She hadn’t expected that back then, the only reason he said those sentimental things about their home was because he couldn’t afford anything better.

"I’m thinking of buying one first, and when I make even more money, I’ll buy more. Not just one in the city—I’ll buy a house in every major city… no, just one isn’t enough. I’ll buy entire buildings! Then I can live off rent money forever!"

"What are you even talking about?"

An Yuanyao didn’t agree with his way of thinking.

To her, a house was just a place for family to be together. Buying too many homes that no one lived in felt meaningless.

From the start, their perspectives had been different.

She wanted a home.

Liu Changqing wanted wealth.

He envisioned the future where his properties appreciated in value, where, in his old age, he could strut around with a massive keychain, showing off his real estate empire…

"I really think this place is fine. Ahh—let go of me, I need to go to the bathroom."

She struggled a bit before slipping out of Liu Changqing’s grasp and heading to the bathroom.

As the bathroom door closed, Liu Changqing leaned back on the sofa, his mind jumping to new ideas.

Should he buy a villa? Maybe even a private swimming pool?

A helicopter! That’d be cool too!

Inside the bathroom.

Sitting on the toilet, the sound of running water filled the air.

An Yuanyao zoned out for a moment, then absentmindedly reached for some toilet paper.

After wiping, she tossed it into the bin and pressed the flush button.

Just as she was about to stand up, something caught her attention.

She looked down at the clean, unblemished tissue, her expression slowly shifting into confusion.

Muttering under her breath, she frowned.

"This month… why hasn’t my period come yet?"