âIâm telling you, Yu Xiaoqiang, youâre all mine, head to toe. I wonât compete with anyone for love, and I wonât stoop to being an original spouse hitting on a little three. You can run off with whoever you want, I wonât stop you!â
Only she could say such dangerous things in a non-threatening voice.
Yu Minglang didnât dare move at all, and he certainly didnât believe her words.
âI wonât run, I wonât! My little Xiao Mei is a super-strong 502 adhesive, as soon as Big Brother gets close, Iâm stuck and canât go anywhere!â
âDonât force yourself.â She smiled so gently.
âI wonât!â
Really⦠not at all forced, Yu Minglang was so scared that he didnât dare to breathe heavily. His future wife is truly amazing.
Xiao Qian had been tormented by nightmares for so long. With him by her side, she slept peacefully until daybreak.
Xiao Qian was woken by her ringing phone. At this time, mobile phones could already have MP3 as ringtones. Sun Yanziâs song âEncounterâ kept playing in the room. Xiao Qianâs phone was the latest model, with a 1.3 million-pixel camera. Her motherâs photo kept jumping on the screen.
Yawning and wearing a robe, Xiao Qian picked up her mobile phone and walked out of the bedroom. Her eyes searched for his whereabouts, but her nose caught the message first. He was in the kitchen, struggling with a pile of flour, apparently trying to make dumplings for her.
Xiao Qian sat opposite him, crossing her legs as she spoke to her mother on the phone.
âMom, whatâs up?â
âCan you get in touch with Minglang?â
Jia Xiufangâs voice came over the phone. She and Father Liao had officially tied the knot a year ago. Xiao Qian had thought that enrolling her mother in a gym class would help her lose weight, but instead, Father Liao had fed her to become even plumper.
Jia Xiufang exercised and practiced yoga, but she didnât lose weight. Instead, she became a flexible yet plump woman. Xiao Qian suspected that it was all because Father Liao kept feeding her delicious food.
âMinglang? Yeah, whatâs up?â Xiao Qian glanced at Yu Minglang, who looked up when he heard his name. Xiao Qian took the chance to smear some flour on his nose while he bit her fingers and didnât let go.
Jia Xiufang had no idea that the person she wanted to find was flirting with her daughter at the other end of the line.
âThis Minglang, when I need him, I canât find him. They say heâs on a half-month vacation at his office, and his mobile phone is unreachable. Iâm anxious hereâ¦â
âYouâre on a half-month vacation?â Xiao Qian asked Yu Minglang. He shrugged, and she glared at him as she made a mental note to settle this matter later.
âMom, has something happened at home?â
âItâs not really a problem, but with your little brotherâs College Entrance Exam coming up, his Third Mock Exam results came back with just 250 points. How can we handle this? Itâs not even enough for Third Class colleges. My blood pressureâs risen, and even your Big Brother Liao has a mouthful of blisters. I just donât get it. Big Brother Liao has a PhD and tutored your little brother one-on-one. How could he only get a 250? If Minglang doesnât have time, just ask him if he could tutor your brother.â
âNo, no way! Minglang doesnât have time!â Xiao Qian refused hastily.
Just as Yu Minglang was about to say he had time, Xiao Qian covered his mouth to prevent him from speaking.
The mention of her sonâs academic performance immediately turned Jia Xiufang into a bundle of nerves. Her daughter had successfully skipped two grades and went smoothly to graduate school, so why was it so difficult for her son to get into college?
âDid Fu Gui collapse?â Xiao Qian asked with a hint of schadenfreude.
âDonât even mention it. As soon as the Third Mock Exam results came out, your Big Brother Liao was like a broken man. He couldnât eat and developed blisters all over his mouth. I got Niuhuang Detoxifying Pills for him, but they didnât work. Seems like his mood turned sour.â
To be able to frustrate a Ph.D. into doubting their own life, little Chen Zilongâs skills were indeed profound.
âMom, you have to face reality. Give up on Da Long; heâs not cut out for studying. Fu Gui canât tutor him, and nobody else will help either. The Third Mock Exam is the easiest one, meant to boost studentsâ confidence, but he only scored 250⦠pft!â
This confidence-boosting exam had just shattered Comrade Liao Fu Guiâs confidence!
Xiao Qian thought no wonder Liao Fu Gui hadnât arranged any cases for her lately; heâd been devastated by Chen Zilong.
After Jia Xiufang married Father Liao, the two families moved in together. Jia Xiufang was overjoyed not only because Father Liao took good care of her but also because she had the scholarly Liao Fu Gui to guide Zilong academically.
Liao Fu Gui was an honest man who tutored Chen Zilong every day after work, rain or shine. The result was a score of 250 points, casting a shadow on Dr. Liaoâs heart that was difficult to measure.
In desperation, Jia Xiufang thought of asking her all-rounded son-in-law for help.
âQianâer, if you can get in touch with Minglang, ask him to find a solution. Your brother is just the type who doesnât worry about anything. He scored 250 points and nearly gave your Uncle Liao and me a heart attack, but heâs acting like nothing happened, eating, drinking, and sleeping soundly. Last night, I was so angry that I had to go to his room and pull him up from his sleep. Heâs really too much!â
âWait, Mom â did you go into someoneâs room in the middle of the night and pull their ear?â
Pfft! Yu Minglang couldnât help but burst into laughter. That image was just too vivid.
At night, the little nephew slept carefree, suddenly feeling a chill in the room. Upon opening his eyes, he saw a plump face at the side of his bed, staring at him ominously.
Hahaha!
Xiao Qian couldnât help but laugh either. Her motherâs midlife crisis had lasted for several years â how could she still be like this!