You're my wife, don't doubt it!

Xiao Yao pushed aside the book "Enjoy Your Summer Vacation," stood up, sat down again, and read the title over and over once more.

Still no clue. Those symbols and formulas seem to be laughing hysterically on the paper.

Large beads of sweat began to trickle down his forehead.

I was just joking with Shen Jie, saying, "If Song Haijian has the ability to sever the symbiotic relationship, I might even have to thank him."

Was this a self-fulfilling prophecy?

Xiao Yao gave up trying to understand the meaning of the question and dialed Yu Luying's phone number with trembling hands.

"Hello?" Yu Luying answered quickly, her voice clear and pleasant: "What's wrong? Didn't I tell you to spend more time with Shen..."

Xiao Yao punched the outside of his right leg hard, so hard that his fist and leg bone ached: "Can you feel it?"

"What did it feel like?" Yu Luying asked, puzzled. "You mean you were patting your leg?"

"Slapped your leg?" Xiao Yao exclaimed urgently, "I slapped it really hard!"

"No," Yu Luying asked, confused, "Did you use force?"

Xiao Yao pinched his stomach again with all his might: "And now?"

“You’re pinching your belly, it’s a little itchy,” Yu Luying told him.

Chapter 135 The Young Lady's Arbitrary Decisiveness

2023-03-15

Xiao Yao ended his call with Yu Luying and immediately opened the wardrobe door.

As a result, the wardrobe door on the opposite side was blocked by something again.

Is he mentally ill?

"Open the door, open the door, something's happened!" Xiao Yao knocked on the cabinet door urgently.

After a while, no one answered, so Xiao Yao gave up trying to knock and instead pushed the door open forcefully.

The obstruction blocking the cabinet door moved across the carpet, making an unpleasant noise.

"Are you crazy?" someone shouted from inside. "What time is it?"

"Something terrible has happened! Are you guys using the spittoon again?" Xiao Yao shouted into the crack in the door that had been squeezed open.

"...Wait a minute!" After a brief silence, Shen Jie finally called out, "Come in!"

Xiao Yao squeezed through the crack in the door and saw Shen Jie lying alone on the inside of the bed, covered with a small blanket covered with cat heads. Her beauty was dazzling and made people feel sorry for her: "Where is Nannan?"

"You're washing your feet in the soap dish. What's up?" Shen Jie urged, wrapping herself tighter in her blanket.

It's better that my daughter isn't here, otherwise I'd have to find a way to get her out of there—after all, Shen Jie hasn't talked to her about symbiosis yet.

"Well, I was just doing this summer homework," Xiao Yao said, holding the book "Enjoying a Good Summer Vacation" in his hand. He took a long stride and habitually climbed onto the bed, lying down next to Shen Jie. "And then..."

"Xiao Jun," before Xiao Yao could even lie down properly, he was pushed to the ground: "We've already broken up, please maintain social distancing."

Why are you starting to sound like a colonel? Xiao Yao was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground, but luckily his knees and elbows hit the ground first.

Xiao Yao looked up and suddenly met Shen Jie's aggressive gaze.

He thought the angry words about "breaking up" were over and forgotten, but Shen Jie brought them up again, which made him subconsciously angry.

This was the first time she had ever spoken those two words to someone, face to face.

Xiao Yao scrutinized Shen Jie's expression, trying to determine how much of her words were serious and how much were just for show.

I can't tell.

He abandoned the dialogue options "A: Stop making a scene!" and "B: Why are you still acting up?" and chose C instead.

"Break up? I didn't agree to that." Xiao Yao sat down on the edge of the bed with a grin and reached out to take Shen Jie's small hand: "I still like you, Jie-chan."

Shen Jie was even more agile than him, swiftly withdrawing her hand and hiding it under her left armpit: "Do I need your permission to break up? Is this your first relationship?"

"This is my first time dating." "Oh, this is your first time dating." Then, they both said at the same time.

Xiao Yao laughed, but Shen Jie deliberately put on a serious face: "Xiao Jun, your behavior of sexually harassing your ex-girlfriend will be the subject of a lengthy post on Weibo and public shaming in 2034, and you will be subject to a court injunction."

Xiao Yao had never heard of Weibo or what a ban was, so he just went along with her and said, "Miss, even if you are my ex-girlfriend over there, you are still my future wife here."

“That’s for the future too,” Shen Jie said with a half-smile, her eyes darting around.

She didn't deny it, so it's probably not a big problem; she's probably still making a scene, Xiao Yao thought.

“Wait a minute,” Shen Jie suddenly remembered something, “Why didn’t you say this in front of my dad this afternoon? Ask him if he acknowledges it or not?”

"I'm not stupid," Xiao Yao thought.

He thought this to himself, but he stubbornly retorted, "How do you know I didn't say it in front of your father? Of course I did, and he agreed!"

"what?"

“This is what your dad told me,” Xiao Yao recalled, mimicking his father’s tone, “Uncle, I’m not a materialistic person. As long as you two are sincere, I have no objection to your relationship with Xiao Jie. After Xiao Jie comes home, you are welcome to ask her out or come to our house as a guest.”

"...Huh?" Shen Jie's mouth was slightly open.

"He also said, 'Let's use this money as activity funds. Xiao Jie has been spoiled since she was a child, so don't let her suffer any grievances,'" Xiao Yao continued to imitate in a affected tone.

"You still took my dad's money?" Shen Jie raised an eyebrow.

“He forced it on me, and I forgot to return it to him when I left—oh dear, I forgot to tell you,” Xiao Yao slapped his forehead, “I’ll bring it to you later, hand it over, and return it to its rightful owner.”

“Okay,” Shen Jie nodded and said, “Since my dad is suddenly being so agreeable, I’ll go home at dawn.”

"Don't be silly," Xiao Yao said with a wry smile.

"What exactly do you want?" Shen Jie's tone and eyes became even more unfriendly: "When Yunyun comes back in a bit, and sees the two of us like this..."

"Shen Jie," Xiao Yao blurted out, "I'm serious, let's officially make up, okay? Let's stop arguing, alright?"

"Are you saying I'm making a scene?" Shen Jie asked calmly.

"It was me making a scene, I was making a scene," Xiao Yao said hastily. "Everything I'm about to say is serious, it's not just empty talk—I have deeply reflected on my mistakes, seriously reflected on them, and promised not to make the same mistakes again. I hope you can forgive me this time and make up with me. Shen Jie, I love you."

“You’re 16 now, old enough to be criminally responsible.” Shen Jie hesitated for a moment, then earnestly told him, “If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences—let’s just be friends, until you’re 30…”

Xiao Yao grabbed Shen Jie's arm, his breathing becoming heavy.

"You're hurting me," Shen Jie told him calmly without moving.

Xiao Yao loosened his grip and began to gently stroke her arm, putting on a pitiful expression.

“Acting cute or pitiful won’t work.” Shen Jie kept a straight face, but did not stop Xiao Yao from touching her arm.

"Alright then, let's break up then." Xiao Yao thought for a moment, forced a smile, and extended his right hand to Shen Jie: "Then I can pursue you again, right? Shen Jie, nice to meet you. I like you, please go on a date with me."

Shen Jie didn't take his outstretched hand, but tilted her head and thought for a moment: "How are you planning to pursue me?"

“Me,” Xiao Yao placed the web of his right hand on his philtrum, “I write you letters every day and put them in your pencil case. I come to talk to you during breaks, I request songs for you on the school radio, I write poems for you, sonnets, I follow you home after school, I walk you all the way home, I follow you wherever you go, I call your home…”

“Ha…” Shen Jie sighed softly, but Xiao Yao felt her expression softened, whether it was his imagination or not: “I really have to call the police.”

"Then, I'll bring you breakfast every day, save you a seat in the study room, and fetch you water..."

"You've been reading too many college novels. In high school, you don't need to take up study room space." Shen Jie sneered, "Otherwise, you might as well tie me up and lock me up in the basement."

“Okay,” Xiao Yao climbed back onto his daughter’s bed, “but you have to give me some time, we haven’t even started digging the basement yet.”

Shen Jie didn't push him off the bed again. Her breathing became rapid, and her face flushed.

"I don't want rice anymore..." she said, but her body remained motionless.

Xiao Yao straightened up, put his arms around her shoulders, and then bent down.

A series of loud banging sounds came from behind, as if a footstool had been kicked over. Xiao Yao quickly turned around and saw Shen Tianyun in her pajamas.

"I...I'll go boil two more kettles of water!" Shen Tianyun hurriedly ran out the door.

Shen Jie seized the opportunity and pushed Xiao Yao off the bed again.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Yao landed on his bottom this time, his tail hurting, and he was a little annoyed.

He realized that, interrupted by his daughter, Shen Jie's stubborn rationality had overcome her emotional weakness and regained the upper hand.

“Xiao Jun,” Shen Jie switched from lying down to sitting, facing Xiao Yao with her back against the wall, “It’s not gentlemanly to stay at a friend of the opposite sex’s house in the middle of the night. If what you call a big deal is just this, then you can go back now.”

“I…” Xiao Yao said.

"If you want to pursue me, that's your business, but my stance is very clear: we're friends. We can talk about other things after I turn 30." Shen Jie told him seriously, "Even if I'm your future wife, or even your current wife, you can't force me during our marriage—"

Xiao Yao grew irritated; he realized that the conversation had once again reached a stalemate.

This girl is really stubborn!

Now that things have come to this, let's get down to business.

“I was just doing this summer homework,” Xiao Yao picked up the book “Enjoy Your Summer Vacation” from the ground and waved it at Shen Jie, “and realized I couldn’t do it.”

"You insisted on squeezing in in the middle of the night just to ask me a question?" Shen Jie frowned.

“Of course not,” Xiao Yao said urgently, “These are just summer homework, so they must all be easy questions. I may not have learned them, but Yu Luying knows them all.”

"Yu Luying? What do you mean?"

"The symbiosis has suddenly weakened, it's not working anymore, and I'm going to fail the retake exam."