Long reprint: The Road to Love Exchange, Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Twelve
. It was already dinnertime when we got home. My wife had changed into her casual clothes and was about to head into the kitchen to prepare something to eat after a short rest, but I stopped her.

"No rush," I said, "we had a late lunch and didn't eat much this afternoon, so we're not hungry. You're tired too. Let's sit

for a while and then go out for some cold noodles or wontons." My wife's cooking skills were actually quite average; she could only make a few simple dishes and didn't have much of a passion for the kitchen. She happily agreed when I suggested it.

After those two crazy days, I felt like my wife had changed in my eyes. She seemed more delicious than before, and I constantly had the urge to rush over and take a bite. But reason told me that sustainable development required a gradual approach; exhausting oneself would only lead to burnout.

Just a few steps from the gate of our residential complex is a famous local Shanghai snack shop, especially known for its cold noodles and cold wontons in the summer. Some people might not be familiar with Shanghai cold noodles; they're basically noodles cooked, then mixed with cooled scallion oil or other oil, quickly stirred, and cooled with a blower. The finished noodles are then topped with peanut sauce, vinegar, and soy sauce. Cold wontons are prepared similarly, making them perfect for the hot summer. My wife and I go there whenever we feel lazy, sometimes even eating there twice a day.

After our meal, we stroll hand-in-hand around the neighborhood.

"Honey, tell me honestly, what was your reaction when I first told you about this?"

"Shocked, even a little disappointed. I couldn't believe you would send me to another man just for your own thrill. But then I thought about what you said and it made sense. Isn't the point of life to pursue happiness? Since both of us can trust each other and keep this game within a controllable range, why not give it a try?" I nodded

. "You know, last time someone asked me who manages the money in our family, and I said no one does. He then asked if we split the bill. I said it's not that extreme. We just keep our salary cards and some cash in a locked drawer, but we both know where the key is, and we know each other's bank card PINs."

"Heh, what was his reaction?"

I shrugged. "He thought it was unbelievable, saying that this kind of model requires a high degree of mutual trust between husband and wife, and not every family can do it."

We walked and talked like this when we suddenly heard someone call from behind.

"Teacher Chen."

My wife and I turned around at the same time, and saw a beautiful young woman, probably in her thirties, smiling as she walked towards us. Although it was hot, she was still wearing a typical office suit, and her face was covered in exquisite professional makeup, making her look very charming.

"Teacher Chen, it really is you."

"Oh, it's Xia Siqi's mother, hello, hello." My wife responded warmly.

"Is this your husband? You two are so affectionate, holding hands while walking, haha."

Unlike some women who would be embarrassed and let go of their husband's hand if they were seen together, my wife has a lively personality. The more people talk, the tighter she holds on. If it's someone she knows well, she'll even pull my hand and shake it a few times for others to see, just like a child. But at this moment, in front of a student's parent, she had to be a little reserved.

"Hehe, I was afraid he'd walk too fast and I wouldn't be able to keep up, so I had to hold his hand. Did you just get off work?"

"Yes, I've always heard my daughter Qiqi say that Teacher Chen lives around here, but I've never run into her before. It's a lucky coincidence today."

"Oh? I remember Xia Siqi doesn't live here."

"Oh, this is my parents' house, Qiqi's maternal grandmother's house. I often bring her here."

"Oh, I see."

"By the way, Teacher Chen, since I ran into you today, I thought I'd ask you something. I heard you went to be a homeroom teacher for the preparatory class when school started?"

"Well... that's what they said at first. The principal said at the last meeting that several female teachers have recently become pregnant and given birth, so the teaching staff might be a bit tight. They wanted to transfer me to the preparatory class next semester to start teaching again, but later decided to keep the status quo. I should still be teaching their class next semester unless something unexpected happens."

"Oh, then I'm relieved. Qiqi was so worried. You should know how much those kids in the class like you, their beautiful teacher, haha."

The two women chatted for a while before saying goodbye.

"Is this a student's parent? They're quite young," I said casually.

My wife squeezed my hand hard. "What? You've got your eye on someone?"

"How could I? Even if she's young and pretty

, she can't compare to you." "Hmph, she's a real powerhouse. I heard she's the Shanghai sales director for some big corporation. But she's a single mother; she divorced her ex-husband a few years ago and is raising her child alone. She seems really young. I remember seeing her student registration form; I even did some calculations out of curiosity. She had her daughter at 21, so she's only two or three years older than you now."

We continued shopping for a while, and when my stomach felt less full, we went home. I could clearly feel the chemistry between us, not just in me, but also in my wife. It was evident in the way we looked at each other—full of desire. But we both chose to be rational. After all, we'd already wanted too much, especially her; getting some rest was the wisest choice.

The next day at work, I spent half the day organizing the results of our trip to Ningbo, categorizing all the usable information and classifying many hotels by location and price, preparing to contact some of the more suitable ones later.

In the afternoon, my good buddy, department manager Lao Jin, came to see me.

"Jianhao, the Shanghai representatives from Intercontinental Group are in that conference room. I think I won't go. It'll be more direct for you to go and talk to them directly. See how things go. If they're useful, great; if not, at least get acquainted with them. Maybe we'll need them in the future." He gave me a knowing smile and patted my shoulder heavily, saying, "She's a beauty."

I shook my head at Lao Jin's sly back, went back to my desk, grabbed my notebook, and headed to the conference room.

I pushed open the door, smiled, and said hello. I'd barely sat down, not even getting a good look at the person, when they exclaimed, "What a coincidence! It's you!"

I looked up in surprise, and after a second, I remembered. "Oh, you're the one from last night…"

"Yes, yes, I'm the parent of one of your wife's students. My daughter's name is Xia Siqi, and mine is Xi Jialing. I never imagined I'd meet Teacher Chen's husband at work, haha."

"Yes, this must be fate." "

Manager Lu, uh… can I call you Xiao Lu? I'm probably a bit older than you."

"No problem," I quickly waved my hand.

"Xiao Lu, just call me Jialing. How long have you been married?"

"Four years. I met Xinyue right after she graduated, and we dated for about two years before getting married."

"Hmm, you two are a perfect match."

"Hehe, thank you."

"Teacher Chen is the best teacher I've ever met. She's strict with her teaching, has great student appeal, and as a homeroom teacher, she manages other subjects very well. She's really excellent."

"Hehe, I thank you for your praise on behalf of my Xinyue."

"Hehe, look, I've been so busy asking about you personally. Let's talk business first. Here's some information about our hotel; take a look."

After glancing at it briefly, I said, "To be honest, Jialing, our company currently mainly handles European tours for individual travelers and customized single-group tours. Your hotel's level and price are what they are. If we use it for individual travel, our prices will have no advantage. Nowadays, tourists often focus more on what places they've been to, rather than what they enjoy during the trip. I would focus more on your products for higher-end customized tours, but that market is relatively small, and the resources required are also smaller. I don't know if you can still offer a suitable price under such circumstances."

Xi Jialing was clearly prepared. "Yes, we have actually considered all the issues you mentioned. InterContinental Hotels Group has always been perceived as very high-end, but the high-end market is relatively small. In recent years, we have been supplementing our resources by merging and restructuring some relatively inexpensive hotels. We have also acquired some resorts in European seaside tourist destinations and then hired designers to renovate them. The price won't be too high. Take a look at these first."

I took some promotional materials from Xi Jialing. Both the visual appeal and the prices were very attractive.

I kept glancing at the materials she handed me, then taking more from her. After a few times, my hand inadvertently touched hers. I was startled and quickly apologized for my abruptness.

She, however, acted with composure, not taking offense at all. Instead, she playfully scolded me for being too attentive, which made me feel embarrassed again. But thinking back, her hand was incredibly soft, with a smooth, supple feel to it. You know, the hardest parts of a woman's body to maintain are her hands and neck. Often, you can maintain a wrinkle-free face, making it impossible to guess your age, but your hands and neck will betray you.

We chatted about personal and business matters for over an hour, exchanging business cards and adding each other on WeChat. Before we knew it, it was almost time to leave work when my phone rang.

"Hey, Xinyue, what's up?"

"Oh, okay, go ahead, I'll just grab something to eat outside and then head back."

"Okay, don't come back too late, bye-bye."

We'd been chatting all afternoon, like old friends. Xi Jialing asked with a grin, "What's wrong? Is your wife not making you dinner?"

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