No? Can I read the mind of my mortal enemy?

It's not scary to boast.

Getting caught red-handed by the person in question would be truly embarrassing.

Jiang Youran silently took a step back, putting her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened.

Shi Qiao turned her head stiffly and saw that Pei Jingnian's lips were curved, indicating that he was in a good mood.

You probably didn't hear it, right?

She chose to play dumb, saying, "We didn't really talk about anything anyway."

"Hurry up and get to the multimedia classroom, we're going to be late!"

Jiang Youran smiled like an aunt, "Yeah, yeah, go on."

She walked behind the two of them, saying, "You two go your own way, just pretend I don't exist, I'm invisible."

Shi Qiao gently patted Pei Jingnian's hand, signaling him to let go quickly.

Pei Jingnian tightened his grip, wrapping his arms around her earlobe, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"It seems... my performance has greatly displeased my wife."

"I'll try to improve next time and make my wife faint and then wake up again."

Shi Qiao: !!!

*

She squatted on the wooden floor of the multimedia classroom, tenderly wrapping her arms tightly around her knees.

What the hell have I gotten myself into this year? Why does Pei Jingnian always catch me talking badly?

No wonder her mother and Aunt Lin taught her from a young age not to gossip behind people's backs.

And sure enough, karma came back to bite them.

Lin Ruo brought over a wooden box, rolled up the script in her hand into a shape similar to a megaphone, and actually looked a bit like a director.

"Ahem, let me explain. From now on, we will be rehearsing here every week at this time, as well as on Friday nights."

"Today, I'll mainly be showing you around and explaining the size of a real stage."

"The props team can go over there and study the blueprints first. The actors, come over here."

Lin Ruo pulled out a document. "Here's the thing, regarding costumes, I and the props team checked out a lot of shops, but many of them didn't achieve the effect we wanted."

"So we discussed it and decided that we would buy plain clothes first and then have them altered according to your body shapes."

"The costume department has a lot of work to do, so I'd like to ask the actors to go home and take their measurements for the next couple of days and submit them to me by Wednesday at the latest."

She unfolded the document completely. "I won't emphasize things like shoulder width and chest circumference, but because it's early Western European clothing, if it's meant to be close-fitting, all of these parts need to be measured for men."

She looked up. "Is everything alright?"

The group nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

"Okay, if there are no problems, here you go." Lin Ruo took out a printed script that looked like a brick from her bag and distributed it to everyone.

Shi Qiao took it and found that her name was printed on the cover of the script. When she opened it, she found that Lin Ruo had thoughtfully marked her lines in red and her actions in italics.

Everyone's script is configured this way.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Lin Ruo, you're so meticulous!"

Lin Ruo's cheeks flushed red like a little sun. She scratched her head sheepishly, "After all, it was my idea, so of course I have to take responsibility!"

"Oh, right!" Lin Ruo stood up, "Since you're the main character, your costume will naturally be a bit more complicated. We'd like you to wear a complete outfit. Are you okay with a corset?"

Shi Qiao nodded, "No problem!"

Lin Ruo smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Great! When you give me the waist measurement, remember to take it carefully while wearing a corset... Just a moment, okay?"

She stood up abruptly, gestured briefly, and read aloud earnestly, "After wearing the corset, your underbust measurement, and this area..."

"You provided more data than others, and we want to do our best to be as tailored as possible."

"But don't choose a corset that's too tight, or you might feel uncomfortable."

While Lin Ruo was gesturing, she inadvertently touched Shi Qiao's dress, revealing her slender waist.

Shi Qiao was already somewhat sensitive, so she stepped back slightly, her ears feeling slightly warm.

Lin Ruo's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, Shi Qiao, I knew you had a slim waist, but I never imagined it would be this big..."

She swallowed the rest of her sentence, and that familiar chill returned.

Turning his head, Pei Jingnian's hand, covered with blue veins, was gripping the script, his knuckles digging indentations into the paper.

His features were backlit, and his gaze held a chilling intensity.

Did she touch me? Did she touch my wife's waist?

[Was it intentional? Did he use his position to touch my wife's waist?]

Only I can hold my wife's waist.

So annoying! So annoying! So annoying! So annoying! So annoying!

The grumbling that filled almost the entire multimedia classroom poured out and couldn't be stopped.

Shi Qiao quickly stepped in front of him, patting Pei Jingnian's head with one hand to make him lower his head.

She forced a smile and reassured Lin Ruo, "Don't worry about it, Lin Ruo."

"He has a naturally grumpy face."

"I've remembered everything you just said. Is there anything else?"

Lin Ruo shook her head vigorously, her lips moving rapidly:

"Also, memorize the lines according to your own understanding. You don't need to read them exactly as I wrote them down. That's all."

Shi Qiao, as if controlling a vicious dog, pressed Pei Jingnian's head down even lower.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Lin Ruo."

After Lin Ruo left, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to Pei Jingnian.

He immediately put on an innocent expression, as if he wasn't the venomous man who had been spewing insults at him in his mind just moments before.

"Pei Jingnian, they're just telling me which parts to measure, can you please stop making that fierce face all the time?"

Everyone else is henpecked, so why is she the one who's strictly controlling her wife?

Pei Jingnian snorted, "What does she need to measure? Can't she just say it? Does she have to do it herself?"

Shi Qiao tapped Pei Jingnian with the script in her hand, "If you keep this up, I'm not talking to you anymore."

Pei Jingnian's body stiffened visibly, and he lowered his arms to draw circles on the ground, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

My wife not only told someone today that I'm impotent, but she also had intimate relations with another man right in front of me...

My wife doesn't like me at all, sob sob, this is ultimately a relationship I'm the only one holding on to.

Oh well, it's alright, what can I do when my wife is so cute?

[This is a veiled way of saying my wife is incredibly beautiful, and it's only natural that such a beautiful wife would attract many suitors. How could I be so petty?]

[Um... but I'm still so angry! You're all forbidden from looking at my wife anymore, waaaaah!! My wife is mine, mine, mine!]

【(☍﹏⁰)｡ Another day where I want to lock my wife up so no one else can see her.】

[Wife, I love you so much, I love you more and more, waaaah! Don't ignore me! My wife and I will always be the best, waaaah!]

Shi Qiao was truly grateful that Pei Jingnian still cared about a tiny bit of face.

Otherwise, if she were to say these things and others heard them, she would be unable to clear her name no matter what.

But that's... kind of pitiful.

If we don't comfort this 190cm tall kid soon, he'll break.

She nudged Pei Jingnian gently and whispered in his ear:

"Alright, Pei Jingnian."

"I was just joking, I won't ignore you."

The thought of what she was about to say sent her blood rushing to her head.

It took him a while to manage to squeeze out the next sentence.

"After all, I can't take your measurements by myself; I'll need your help..."