Quan Zehao returned to the guesthouse and settled his bill. The innkeeper looked at him, said regretfully, "In this small place of ours, rarely do we have visitors. Over the years of running this inn, there have only been a few people who stopped by for a few days. Sir, your status is obviously different, and I see you visit that household in the village every day. Have you taken a fancy to the female owner there?"
"She is my wife."
Quan Zehao smiled, "We've had a dispute, so she came here. I came to persuade her to go home."
"So that's how it is? Well, I wish you luck in taking her home soon."
The innkeeper nodded, "Women, in fact, just want men to humble themselves and say a few kind words. Coax her more, she will understand."
"Thank you, innkeeper."
Quan Zehao smiled and nodded, "We plan to go back in a few days. Can I trouble you to look after her house when it's empty? Don't worry, I will pay."
"No problem."
The innkeeper agreed immediately.
