You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Yu Luying won't help you with your lessons anymore." said the Teacher Yao brand tape recorder.

"Why?!"

"You know why." Teacher Yao narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't steal it." Xiao Yao blurted out.

"I believe you," Teacher Yao's words surprised Xiao Yao: "I personally am willing to believe you."

"That……?"

"But you have no evidence. God is watching what you do, and I am powerless to stop you from talking." Teacher Yao sighed and said, "Keep a low profile for a while."

"There is such a hooligan and pervert in the school. I must find him out, not only to clear my name, but also for justice." Xiao Yao said loudly: "You are the class teacher. You are also responsible for this kind of thing happening in the class--"

Teacher Yao looked up at him and hesitated, "That's enough."

"What?" Xiao Yao asked in surprise.

"Yu Luying doesn't want to pursue the matter anymore, just concentrate on preparing for the exam." Teacher Yao sighed again.

"But--"

"Oh, Xiao Yao." As he was talking, the physics teacher walked into the office and said, "Are you causing trouble for your teacher Yao again? Look, his hair is almost falling out."

"Don't mention the hair!" said Teacher Yao.

"I didn't..." Xiao Yao said.

"You finally handed in your homework recently, but the error rate is a bit high," said the physics teacher.

"Director Wu, please help him correct it when you have time." Teacher Yao smiled and said, "Oh, don't make that expression. I'll just have to finish my work."

"Okay, okay, I just happen to have some time now," Director Wu glanced at the Rolex on his wrist and asked, "What class do you have this time?"

"Let me see..." Teacher Yao looked at the class schedule under the glass plate: "It's okay for this guy not to attend Chinese class."

Teacher Yao put down the teacup in her hand, stood up and walked to the door of the office, turned to look at Xiao Yao, wanted to say something, but in the end said nothing and walked out.

Chapter 24 Shirt

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Teacher Yao came back with a plastic bag in her hand.

There was a white shirt underneath.

"Go try it on and see if the size is correct." Teacher Yao took out something that looked like an invoice from the plastic bag, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"Ah good."

Xiao Yao put on the new shirt in the men's room and it seemed to fit him perfectly.

"It's newly bought... the label hasn't been removed yet." Xiao Yao muttered to himself: "This..."

He took out his cell phone and typed a text message: "Can you believe it? Our head teacher actually bought me a shirt himself!"

Sent successfully.

The other party has received it.

Wait…wait…wait…

Shen Jie hasn't replied to his message yet? It's been a whole morning!

Xiao Yao made a phone call angrily, and the call lasted for a long time before the other party answered.

"What are you doing?" This was Shen Jie's opening remark.

"What's wrong? Why do you sound so impatient?" Xiao Yao was shocked.

"No, what's the matter?" Shen Jie softened her anxious tone.

"No, it's okay. I just saw that you haven't replied to my message..."

"I have to go to class, little brother. Even if you don't want to attend the class, I still have to attend the class!"

Xiao Yao choked.

I mean, what the hell is this junior brother? Although Shen Jie is a sophomore in high school...

"Hello? Why aren't you talking?" The voice on the other end of the phone softened again: "The final exam is coming up soon, I'm so busy now, I'll call you after school, okay?"

"Not good." Xiao Yao himself didn't know who gave him the courage, and said in a tough tone: "Don't hang up. Chat with me for a while."

Shen Jie was silent for a few seconds.

Xiao Yao himself felt a little regretful. With the atmosphere like this, what else could he talk about?

Fortunately, Shen Jie broke the deadlock: "Why do you ask your teacher to buy clothes for you? Teachers' salaries are not high."

"Yeah, I'll have to give it back to him later."

"Tell me your clothing size. Specifically, your measurements."

"How would I know that?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Go back and ask your grandma to measure you with a ruler and then send it to me."

“You don’t have to buy it for me…”

"Just measure it when I tell you to." Shen Jie said in an unquestionable tone.

"...I understand." Xiao Yao paused and agreed.

Shen Jie wanted to buy something for him, which was somewhat against a man's self-esteem. However, this at least showed that she had no intention of ignoring him.

"I had a very long dream this morning..." Xiao Yao decided to finish telling the dream.

"Don't worry, it's okay," Shen Jie comforted him gently after listening to his story: "It's just a dream. Dreams are the opposite of reality."

"But I rarely have such realistic dreams," Xiao Yao still felt a lingering fear: "Now when I close my eyes, I can still see..."

"Okay," Shen Jie said gently, "I am very touched that you can save me when I am in danger."

"Greater love has no one than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Xiao Yao blurted out.

This is actually a verse from the Bible, which he had heard Yu Luying say several times.

"..." Shen Jie pondered for a moment and changed the subject: "By the way, have you talked to Shen Tianyun?"

"We talked about it," Xiao Yao said, "She said she was celebrating her classmate's birthday and went out to sing karaoke all night."

"Every night when you go to bed, check to see if she's there. If she's not, call me."

"...I see." Xiao Yao didn't know what else to say: "By the way, Shen Jie."

"Little brother, I really have to go to class." Shen Jie said helplessly, "The preparatory bell has rung twice."

"Okay, go ahead," Xiao Yao thought for a moment and added, "Remember to call me after school, don't forget."

"Okay, okay." Shen Jie said and hung up the phone.

Xiao Yao still maintained the posture of talking on the phone and did not put his hand down.

At this time, a familiar female voice came from outside the toilet door: "Zhou Qi, I didn't realize before that your mouth is so big?"

"What's the matter, Qu Yuqin? Are you going to stand up for your good-for-nothing brother?" The arrogant voice belonged to Zhou Qi, of course.

"Call me Ouyang Qianqian!"

"Whatever, what do you want?"

"Oh, I'm warning you, don't act so aggressively. Don't think I don't know that you used to..."

Along with the footsteps, the sound of the two people arguing gradually faded away and could no longer be heard.

Well, my godsister is indeed my biological daughter!

But, there won’t be any problem, right?

Xiao Yao was a little worried.

He returned to the classroom and sent another text message to Shen Jie: "When is our next appointment?"

As expected, I read it but didn't reply.

Chapter 25 Master’s Wife

As soon as school was over, Yu Luying left early.

Shen Jie's reply text message also came belatedly: "Ah, let's talk about it later. It may be after the exam and the holiday. You should also hurry up to review."

Without waiting for the legendary "I'll call you after school" or worrying about the mess in front of him, Xiao Yao rode on Teacher Yao's scooter and went home with him.

I thought he would be in the office, Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

He sat on the back seat of the scooter, holding Teacher Yao's waist with both hands, and inexplicably thought of himself holding his father's waist in the same way during his childhood.

This feeling... is a little strange, but also a little nostalgic.

Teacher Yao’s home is not very close to the school, and it takes a quarter of an hour to get there by motorcycle.

This is a very ordinary community, and one side of the building's wall is covered with green vines.

The teacher's home is on the sixth floor, but there is no elevator. However, there is a flush toilet and a clean white bathtub, which Xiao Yao thinks is already a luxury for the upper class.

The decoration of the house was a little old and simple, but it was kept spotless, with bright windows and clean desks. There was an indescribable smell in the air, but it was not unpleasant.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, right? You're wearing these slippers." Teacher Yao's wife greeted him warmly.

The woman had short, neat hair, a graceful smile, was very tall, wore a plain long skirt, and went barefoot in plastic slippers.

"Thank you, Master's wife." Xiao Yao nodded stiffly.

"Qianshui, what did you make today? It smells so good." Teacher Yao put down her bag and ran to the kitchen to see.

There is a wedding photo of the two hanging in the living room. Judging from the photo, Teacher Yao is actually younger.

Perhaps the years have left all the tenderness to the teacher's wife, leaving not too many marks on her face, even the round apple cheeks are the same as in the photo.

Her fair skin, beautiful double eyelids, and big, full eyes all told Xiao Yao that when Qianshui was fifteen or sixteen years old, she was probably on par with beauties like Shen Jie and Yu Luying.

For a moment, Xiao Yao actually felt a little jealous towards Teacher Yao.

"Master's wife is so beautiful." He praised sincerely.

"This child is so sweet." Qianshui said with a smile.

Dinner was a regular set of four dishes and one soup, with a bagged roast chicken added specially for Xiao Yao's entertainment.

"Master's wife's cooking skills are really good."

This is also the truth. Yu Luying has a light taste, but Xiao Yao cooks dishes with the traditional thick oil and red sauce of Shanghai people. Therefore, in Xiao Yao's eyes, her cooking skills are much better than Yu Luying's.

"If you like it, eat more." Qianshui smiled and picked up a piece of food for Xiao Yao with chopsticks.

"They can do it themselves." Teacher Yao rolled his eyes.

"Teacher Yao, you don't have children yet?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"Eat your meal, why are you talking so much?" Teacher Yao frowned deliberately: "Taking care of you naughty kids every day is enough for me, how can I have the energy to raise another one."

"It's your own problem, don't push the blame onto the students." Qian Shui said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense. What's wrong with me?" Teacher Yao straightened his back and said, "I was just joking with him."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Yao," Xiao Yao suddenly remembered something: "Thank you for the shirt... How much is it? I'll return it to you tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, Teacher Yao's expression changed: "Clothes? What clothes?"

Xiao Yao was stunned, noticed the fleeting change on Qianshui's face, and then reacted.

"Oh," Teacher Yao slapped her forehead, "You are talking about the new school uniforms issued by the school. Are you stupid?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's a school uniform, it's a school uniform."

"Alright," Qian Shui said with a smile, "Stop singing the same tune, the two of you. This shirt is not a school uniform. The tag hasn't been torn off yet."

As she spoke, she reached out to help Xiao Yao pull off the half of the plastic string hanging on his collar: "Old Yao has also told me about your family situation. You don't have to pay this money. Being able to upgrade smoothly is a way to repay your teacher Yao."

"Madam is right."