“Can you seasoned players really adapt so quickly?”
“I found it,” the husband finally emerged from the bedroom, handing something to Dan Qi. “I turned off the valve, and now I can start fixing it. It looks like I’ll need to replace a segment of the pipe.”
Dan Qi replied, “Alright.”
Having finally changed the subject, Yan Chuan took the initiative and said, “I’ll go check the next room. The floor must be cracked; otherwise, the water wouldn’t have seeped to the next level.”
Before the husband could respond, Dan Qi spoke first: “No, you can’t.”
Yan Chuan looked at him, who casually tightened the wrench. “I checked when I came in; there hasn’t been anyone cleaning there. The floor is full of dust, it’s too dirty.”
With a half-joking tone, Dan Qi turned to the tall man beside him and said, “Your wife is so beautiful. How could you let him go to such a filthy place?”
“The floor there is soaked with dirty water, and it will wet his shoes. It might splash up and stain his legs,” Dan Qi continued. “I definitely wouldn’t want him to suffer even a little…”
His tone dragged out, and the content of his speech seemed lighthearted. The husband’s expression turned colder, a tight line forming at the corners of his mouth as he opened his mouth to speak—
Yan Chuan stood beside them but found no opportunity to say a word, his palms turning slightly white from where his nails dug in.
Having spent a few days with the “husband,” he had grasped the nature of this NPC, who seemed to be reclusive and quiet, making it hard to discern true feelings. Ignoring their identities and the location, he considered himself quite fortunate.
Yan Chuan was also aware that the husband seemed off today. As soon as he entered, he wanted to pull him close and question him about various trivial matters.
Like catching a wild animal.
Yan Chuan held his breath, looking into the husband’s deep-set eyes, feeling a bit frustrated that he hadn’t let Dan Qi finish repairing things before leaving.
He still hadn’t figured out the reason behind the husband’s unusual behavior.
At the same time, Yan Chuan couldn’t understand Dan Qi. How could a seasoned player be so reckless, unaware that he was provoking the NPC?
Dan Qi unreservedly met the sullen man’s gaze and leisurely continued the sentence he hadn’t finished: “If I had such a beautiful wife…”
After a moment of silence, the husband said to Yan Chuan, “Don’t go. I’ll handle it with him. Just stay home and wait for me to return.”
He followed Dan Qi’s words, adding, “It’s cold outside. You’re dressed too lightly; stay indoors and don’t go out.”
Yan Chuan opened his mouth but ended up nodding instead. “…Okay.”
He took a flashlight from the bedroom and watched as his husband went out first, then followed him to the door.
“I’ll go fix that area,” the husband said earnestly. “The property management doesn’t even know how long it’s been since the pipes were maintained. I need to take care of them today. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you while I’m not home during the day.”
“Hmm,” Yan Chuan replied.
He glanced again at Dan Qi, who was still crouched by the kitchen counter. “Then I’ll keep an eye on things here.”
The husband showed no objection and went out with the flashlight.

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