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Rong Yan and Qin Ye made a trip to the nearby bank.

She left only a hundred in her passbook and withdrew the rest.

Seeing this, Qin Ye imdiately passed over his share, "Wife, take this too, there’s still eight thousand in it."

"No need." Rong Yan could touch the money he had given her before but wouldn’t touch what he was giving her now.

After all, his company needed to operate and required working capital.

"Take this, I’ll soon have a settlent from a project coming in. You know the password." He now always used her birthday from her ID card as the password.

He had seen her ID card, and after he morized it, he always used that date as the password.

"Really, it’s not necessary. Take it back, I already have enough." Rong Yan pushed the passbook back to him, "If I needed it, would I still be polite with you?"

That last sentence successfully shut Qin Ye up.

He had no choice but to take the passbook back.

Rong Yan glanced at her watch on her left wrist, and seeing that it was about ti, she said to Qin Ye, "Let’s go!"

"Okay." Qin Ye followed.

The two walked past a street and then arrived at the securities exchange.

Qin Ye looked at the bustling crowd, not knowing, and might have thought sothing had happened!

"Wife, did you co here to buy that ’ticket’?" Forgive his ignorance; he really didn’t know about this.

It seed that he really had a lot to learn.

"Yes." The "Old Eight Stocks" were now up.

Qin Ye gave her a look, then turned his gaze back to the bustling crowd.

Honestly, there were so many people... Did stocks have such a big appeal?

He turned around, determined to catch up on this knowledge.

The longer he spent with his wife, the more he realized his own lack of knowledge and ignorance.

Indeed, the gap between husband and wife shouldn’t be too wide.

Otherwise, they would have no common language.

Rong Yan was unaware of his internal struggles at the ti; she also looked towards the crowd.

Then she said to Qin Ye in a low voice, "Wait here for a while; I’m going to have a look around."

Without waiting for Qin Ye to respond, she dived straight into the crowd...

Qin Ye could only watch helplessly as his wife disappeared into the sea of people, losing sight of her in the blink of an eye.

Fine! He had no choice but to stay put.

However, the things he didn’t understand before, he could now inquire about and understand...

Rong Yan took a bit longer this ti around, taking about an hour before she returned.

When she saw Qin Ye still waiting in the sa spot, she was sowhat surprised, "You didn’t stay here the whole ti, did you?"

Qin Ye shook his head, very honestly saying, "Not the whole ti, I walked around a bit and asked so people about the stocks."

Hearing this, Rong Yan smiled, "Let’s go! We can head back now."

Now it was Qin Ye’s turn to be surprised, "You’re done buying?"

Rong Yan nodded, "Yes, I bought everything; we can go back to the hotel, or we can go sowhere else."

And they wouldn’t need to co back here.

"Alright." Qin Ye had no objections; he listened to his wife.

...

Altogether, including the commute, they spent three days in the area.

Following this experience, Qin Ye beca even more diligent.

His company flourished, and in his spare ti, he would often visit bookstores to absorb more knowledge.

The couple’s relationship also grew stronger day by day.

And their child was born on the seventh day of the third year, by which ti they had already moved into their new house...

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