So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

The waiter felt like he had been dealt a severe blow.

"No, I have to expose him!" The waiter wanted to step forward and express his sense of justice.

The female barista in a suit next to him stopped him, saying, "So much time has passed, maybe he's already broken up with those girls. As long as he's not two-timing, what you say won't make a difference."

The waiter stopped abruptly, and Yun Mingyue walked in from outside and stood at Zhou You's table.

"Could this be a case of catching someone cheating?" The waiter secretly observed. This girl might look a bit cold, but she's incredibly beautiful. And yet she's cheating on her boyfriend. A playboy is a playboy, always dreaming of owning the ocean.

Yun Mingyue leaned over and said a few words, then sat down affectionately next to Zhou You. Chen Tangtang, not to be outdone, sat down on the other side, and they were equally affectionate.

waiter:???

"Why? How can this playboy have women on both sides?" The waiter was questioning his sanity.

"Maybe it's because he's handsome?" the female barista said, her tone uncertain.

Zhou You couldn't tell whether he was taking advantage of the older women or they were taking advantage of him.

The older women were always so overly proactive that he had the illusion that he was taking advantage of them, but in reality, he was being molested.

However, even though that's what he said, looking left and right, he genuinely felt great.

Zhou You took out paper and pen, pretending to be calm, "Sister Hua, Sister Bing, why don't you order a cup of coffee and chat while you drink? I'll write my speech next to you."

He raised his hand to call over a waiter, but for some reason the waiter looked at him strangely, as if he were a god.

Zhou You wrote furiously, occasionally asking Yun Mingyue some questions, his attitude serious and fully immersed in learning.

Chen Tangtang stopped making a fuss. She stuck out her pink tongue to lick her coffee, then glanced at Zhou You, who was focused. People always say that focused men are the most charming.

She didn't know if it was right or wrong, she just knew that looking at him like this made her happy enough.

Chen Tangtang quietly took off her shoes and repeated her old trick, rubbing her toes on Zhou You's calves, making gestures as if she were writing.

I love tiger oil.

It sounds so corny to say "I like you," but saying it makes me even happier.

"Hehehe~~ That's so nice~~ My little god, you have to stay with me forever~~" Chen Tangtang murmured to herself softly, immersed in her own world.

Until another little foot met her on the other side of the journey.

"Ok?"

Chen Tangtang looked at Yun Mingyue, and Yun Mingyue looked at Chen Tangtang.

Zhou You silently put away his pen and paper, looking around nervously, wondering what the safest way for him to escape would be.

"Something's not right!" He suddenly realized something was off as he thought about it.

"Could you two please not disturb my studies?!"

Zhou You spoke emphatically in front of Chen Tangtang and Yun Mingyue.

"???" *2

Isn't this man getting a little too cocky?

74. Ningmoxin

On Sunday, a light rain was falling at Nanling Cemetery in Hangzhou.

Ning Moxin, holding a red oil-paper umbrella and dressed in black mourning clothes, looked alone at the few people who were crying sadly in front of the tombstone in the distance.

She comes here every year on this day because the owner of that tombstone was once her fiancé.

Even though the two had never met.

Being born into a large family means that some things are simply unavoidable.

Just like how she was expected to excel in both character and academics from a young age, and be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she engraved the four words "refined lady" into her life.

This was decided even before Ning Moxin was born.

The crying in the distance gradually subsided, and the person over there looked up at Ning Moxin. She stood in the misty rain, holding a red paper umbrella, her long hair swaying in the breeze, standing tall and graceful.

"Mo Xin!" Someone called her from the other end.

As Ning Moxin approached and looked at these familiar yet unfamiliar faces, it wasn't unexpected that she might now be holding her child's hand and calling them Mom and Dad.

The middle-aged woman who had been crying the most earlier wiped her eyes and said, "I am very grateful to you, Mo Xin, for coming to see Junjie every year, but your parents and I do not want you to remain single because of Junjie."

“It’s alright, it’s fine to be your daughter-in-law for life.” Ning Moxin smiled.

She crouched down and carefully cleaned the weeds and dust around the tombstone, gazing at the photo on the tombstone, remaining serene as ever.

Ning Moxin's life is a one-way street; she could see the end from the day she was born. Therefore, when the only change in her life came—the unexpected death of her fiancé—she was deeply saddened.

She felt both apprehensive and...excited.

At least she no longer has to choose a man she doesn't like, and being single like this is already the happiest thing for her.

To come into this world pure and innocent, and to leave it pure and innocent, might allow people to scatter one's ashes into the sea after death, so that the traces of Ning Moxin's existence may completely disappear.

That's good; she's completely satisfied.

"Mo Xin, sigh..." The middle-aged beauty sighed deeply. Over the years, Ning Mo Xin's answer had remained unchanged.

No one could understand what she was thinking. With so many people pursuing her, wouldn't she choose someone of equal social standing to start a family?

She gained support through marriage and then went even further. Is she really content with just being a university president?

See, everything is clear. As long as we follow the plan, Ning Moxin can go very far and be much more successful than she is now as a university president.

Ning Moxin cleaned up the dust and weeds, closed her eyes, clasped her hands together in silence for three minutes, and slowly stood up with a red paper umbrella in her hand.

"I have to go now."

She walked slowly away, and watching her back, one could feel a tranquil peace that seemed to make the rain seem gentler.

Of course, it's possible that she doesn't want to compete, but rather that she doesn't want to compete for things she's not interested in.

As for what she is interested in.

Ning Moxin paused in her steps. Joining that WeChat group was just an accident, but...

"Everyone in the group is very interesting."

They lived such vibrant and colorful lives, and she seemed to feel that she was living an extraordinary life as well.

Forget that your life is actually a chessboard laid out by your elders, with every move meticulously planned and the end result predictable at a glance.

It was both boring and dull, but at least it allowed her to live the life of a so-called superior person, so she could only endure it and remained grateful.

"Hehe, sometimes I'd rather read fewer books." Ning Moxin chuckled self-deprecatingly. Perhaps it was because she had read too many thoughts of great people that she felt uncontrollably that her soul should not be bound and should have its freedom.

"If I weren't a woman, would I be able to accept things a lot more?"

She muttered to herself as she walked out of the cemetery, gradually concealing the disappointment on her face.

The older women are human too, and they have normal emotions. They just usually regulate their emotions themselves and don't let negative emotions affect them for too long.

Ning Moxin left the Nanling Cemetery in Hangzhou, took out her phone from a small gray-black pouch at her waist, and browsed the group chats that had recently become lively again.

Become a diving monster.

There's always someone in every group who doesn't talk much, but she's always there, and observing others seems to be her hobby.

buzzing~~

The handsome and considerate male god: [Sister Mo, this is the speech I wrote, could you take a look at it for me?]

Ink and Wash Years: [I'll give you my feedback later.]

Ning Moxin walked and swiped her phone screen, quickly finishing the short speech.

She typed a reply, somewhat surprised.

Ink and Wash Years: [Very well written.]

The handsome and considerate male god: [Thanks to Sister Hua for helping proofread the manuscript last night.]

Although he was almost bitten to the point of bleeding by Yun Mingyue last night, Zhou You, who was resting at home, licked his lips.

It was clear that the two older women were taking advantage of him, but when he protested, he was 'seriously injured'.

Water Ink Years: [So your party last night was ruined?]

The handsome and considerate male god: 【Oh? It's alright. A study session is just a kind of gathering, and I think everyone had a good time.】

"Do you feel happy and have fun doing anything as long as you're together?"

Ning Moxin looked up. The rain had stopped, and the sun was peeking out from behind the clouds.

I'm increasingly eager to try it out; the evening gathering always seems like it would be a lot of fun.

75. Principal Ning secretly scratched me.

It's Monday, 2:30 PM.

The freshmen gathered in the auditorium of Z University, chatting animatedly and glancing at Yun Daidai sitting in the first row from time to time.

Who is our freshman representative?

"It should be Yun Daidai, right? Isn't she the highest scorer in our year?"

"I never imagined that Yun, the school beauty, would not only have looks that surpass the entire school, but also outstanding academic performance. If only I could..."

The person who spoke suddenly stopped. During this time, those handsome men and rich second-generation heirs who had previously thought Yun Daidai was emotionally empty launched another fierce offensive.

Unfortunately, every single one of them was rejected by Yun Daidai without any mercy. Some of them even took more extreme actions and were ridiculed by Yun Daidai. They are still questioning their lives now.

Of course, no one will sympathize with those guys. Isn't it normal for someone as outstanding as Yun, the school beauty, to reject you? Do you really think you're so great just because you have a few stinking bucks?

"Yun Xiaohua's ex-boyfriend really doesn't know what's good for her! How could he be willing to break up with Yun Xiaohua? He even took the initiative to break up with her."

"Damn it! To be honest, the more I think about it, the more jealous I get."

The topic went further and further as Yun Daidai's suitors spread throughout Hangzhou's Z University, Zhou You's fame also soared.

The mere fact that Zhou You took the initiative to break up with Yun Daidai and ruthlessly refused to get back together with her made countless boys wish they could possess him.

"Hello? Hello?"