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

"..."

"Hello, was the call dropped?"

"No," Shen Jie said.

Afterwards, Xiao Yao told Shen Jie about how Zhang Jialong, Daiyu, and the others had hit on him that morning.

"This dress is too expensive, I don't dare to wear it."

"Who told you to wear this today?" Shen Jie said, "Don't get it dirty again."

"Oh, right, right." Xiao Yao straightened up and wiped the railing. Luckily, there wasn't much dust.

"I forgot to buy you glasses frames. Don't wear those...big black-rimmed glasses of yours tomorrow." Shen Jie suddenly remembered something.

"Huh? What if I run into a telephone pole?"

--split line--

St. Francis Amateur School starts later than usual, so Yu Luying woke up a little later than usual on Saturday morning.

While her mother was still fast asleep, Yu Luying prepared breakfast for her, picked up her schoolbag, and rode her bicycle to school.

A gentle breeze stirred her long hair, and the scent of the morning made her feel at ease.

But... there's a strange smell in the wind today that I can't quite put my finger on.

What exactly does it smell like? Yu Luying sniffed her cuffs and collar in confusion.

In the classroom, Xiao Yao's seat remained empty, just like every Saturday.

Xiao Yao actually changed his target, which relieved me and made me feel much less stressed when facing him.

However, an unreasonable sense of loss also followed, mixed in with her feelings, making it difficult for her to understand herself.

If Xiao Yao can truly find his other shore, then we should be happy for him.

However, Yu Luying has always considered online dating to be unreliable.

Xiao Yao mentioned that they met while playing Bloodline II—what kind of decent person is a girl who plays online games in middle school and casually gives her personal clothing to boys?

She's beautiful, comes from a wealthy family, and seems like a worldly and sophisticated person...

Yu Luying was well aware of Xiao Yao's popularity with women.

As she thought this, she pursed her lips.

Associating with a penniless guy like that, there's no way you'll swindle him out of money; the only option is to help him out financially—Shen Jie clearly isn't short of cash.

The idea of ​​him seducing her is even more absurd. There are plenty of men around Shen Jie who are more handsome than Xiao Yao.

After thinking it over, the only explanation is that "the young lady is experiencing life and trying something new."

If Xiao Yao foolishly throws himself into it, he'll likely have a bad experience once he's been used and dumped.

I've already hurt him, and I really don't want him to be hurt again.

The smell of hair oil in her nasal cavity grew stronger and stronger. Then, Yu Luying felt a tuft of hair being pulled painfully at the root, as if it had been caught in a small clip.

"what……"

The students around him were all giving him strange looks.

"Yu Luying, what's wrong with you lately? Why do you keep making strange noises in class?" the English teacher said, displeased.

"Teacher Wang, I'm sorry," Yu Luying stood up, "I have a stomachache, I need to go to the restroom."

One, two, three... the little clips kept getting caught in her hair.

Yu Luying took out her phone in the hallway.

The phone rang a few times, and Xiao Yao answered it. The receiver played background noise and F.I.R.'s "Lydia".

"What are you doing?" Yu Luying questioned, "Didn't we agree that since we're in a symbiotic relationship, we should inform each other before doing anything strange?"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm at the hair salon. I forgot to tell you," Xiao Yao said apologetically.

"Where did you get the money to get your hair done?" Yu Luying asked curiously. "Do you want to get called in by the director again?"

“Ah, this…” Xiao Yao stammered.

"You're with 'her' again, aren't you?" Yu Luying thought of the only explanation.

"No, really not." Xiao Yao denied it outright without asking who "she" was.

Yu Luying sighed: "Xiao Yao, didn't we talk things out the day before yesterday? There's no need to hide it from me."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone: "It's her classmate's birthday today, and she asked me to go to karaoke with her. She gave me an address, and when I got there, it wasn't a karaoke bar, but rather a really high-end beauty salon. Then a stylist named Tony said she booked it for me and was going to create a special design for me..."

"..." Yu Luying didn't know what to say for a moment.

“If I had known beforehand, I definitely would have told you,” Xiao Yao said.

"Was that new outfit you wore yesterday also bought for you by her?" Yu Luying suddenly thought of something.

"……Yes."

“Xiao Yao,” Yu Luying hesitated several times before finally speaking, “There are some things I shouldn’t have said, but I still advise you to protect yourself and not get too emotionally involved.”

"What do you mean?"

"You can't beat her." Yu Luying regretted saying those words as soon as they left her mouth.

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Yu Luying, you're worried about me?"

Stop being so vain.

"You're jealous," the boy declared triumphantly.

"Get out of here." Yu Luying hung up the phone.

Serves you right! Yu Luying cursed herself in her heart: It was unnecessary to think about his affairs and gossip, she only brought shame upon herself!

However, the inexplicable sense of injustice in my heart did not diminish in the slightest.

Being willing to spend money doesn't prove anything, but taking him to meet your friends...

Is this young lady serious?

Yu Luying walked back and forth in the corridor a few times and felt a wave of heat coming from above her head.

Is this the start of hair steaming?

"Ugh, this is so annoying." Yu Luying raised her two forearms and pressed them tightly against the top of her ears.

--split line--

Tony, the hairstylist, finished applying hair wax to Xiao Yao and pushed him in front of a mirror: "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Yao touched his 3/7 parted bangs and slightly wavy hair, squinted his eyes, and nodded coolly at himself in the mirror: "It's okay."

Suddenly I realized that I'm actually not bad looking, huh? I'm kind of like Chow Yun-fat.

How come I never noticed this before?

"How much?" Xiao Yao stood up, walked to the counter, and deliberately put his hands into his pockets.

"VIP cards do not require cash payment," the manager replied with a smile.

Of course, this was an expected answer.

As he reached the store entrance, Xiao Yao waved casually to the shop assistant, leaving behind only a sturdy silhouette.

It's really not my usual habit not to wear glasses; at least I'm unlikely to bump into a telephone pole. Based on the information sent to his phone, Xiao Yao found the nearby "Little South China" restaurant.

When I entered the private room, a young man was already there.

Despite being called a teenager, Xiao Yao almost mistook him for a cute girl at first glance.

Because this little boy is just too...beautiful.

Yes, this is a look that cannot be described as "handsome," but can only be described as "pretty" or "cute."

The child was short, looked like a middle school student, and was wearing a pure white, court-style high-collar shirt with a large, flamboyant red rose pinned to his chest.

Her collar was buttoned only up to her chest, revealing the beautiful curve of her collarbone and her fair skin. Her black trousers were impeccably tailored, and her leather shoes were gleaming.

"Hello," the young man said warmly as he put down his phone upon seeing Xiao Yao, "Are you here for Zhou Xiaoying's birthday party?"

Zhou Xiaoying? Shen Jie seems to have mentioned this name before.

"Yes."

"Hello, my name is Zhang Zhengkai. Nice to meet you." The handsome young man stood up, only reaching Xiao Yao's chest.

"Hello, I'm Xiao Yao." Xiao Yao shook his outstretched hand and returned a bright smile.

Chapter 34 My Beloved Comrade (Thanks to Silver Alliance Leader "Back to School Check-in")

2023-07-31

To thank the Silver Alliance Leader, today's update is a combined two-part chapter, which can be considered an extra chapter.

People gradually arrived and filled two large tables.

Judging from their appearance, most of them should be high school students, with a few junior high school students and a few college students.