Chapter 269 - 266: We’ll Do It Later

Chapter 269: Chapter 266: We’ll Do It Later

CRACK-BOOM!

A deafening clap of thunder ripped through the sky a few seconds after the lightning vanished. The display windows trembled, and Lin Yanwan froze, completely terrified.

"Shh, it’s okay. You’re alright."

Jiang Xia got up and pulled her into his arms. He placed his hand on the back of her head and slowly slid it down her back, gently comforting her just like he used to.

"Sob... thunder is so scary," she whimpered.

Lin Yanwan threw her arms around him and held on tight. Her tense nerves slowly began to relax. She asked pitifully, "Do we really have to go back to school?"

"We’ll see in a bit. If the thunderstorm doesn’t stop, we won’t go back." After a pause, Jiang Xia said, "Hmm... and we’re not getting a hotel room, either. We can just make do at the office for the night."

After saying that, he lowered his head slightly, catching a glimpse of his wife’s nervous expression out of the corner of his eye. ’I can’t help but laugh,’ he thought.

’Just a moment ago she was kicking me, and the next she’s throwing herself into my arms, burying her head in my chest. All because of a single clap of thunder.’

Not that Jiang Xia minded in the slightest. Feeling her delicate body in his arms, he wished he could hold her a little longer.

"We’re... sleeping at the office?" Lin Yanwan’s voice was small, a little uncertain.

"Yep. Didn’t you buy a folding cot and a blanket? It’s more than enough for one night."

Jiang Xia couldn’t help but tease, "Darling, don’t tell me you deliberately bought a folding cot in advance just so you could spend a wonderful night with me at the office? Such foresight!"

"No way!"

Lin Yanwan flatly denied it. It was just a coincidence. ’How could I have known we’d be trapped at the office by a thunderstorm tonight?’

"I don’t believe you! You did it on purpose!"

"I did not!"

Lin Yanwan gritted her teeth in frustration. She knew he was just teasing her, but it was still infuriating. ’I’m not that thirsty!’

At that thought, she opened her mouth and bit Jiang Xia on the neck. Unexpectedly, he endured the pain and let out a fake moan.

"Shut up! Don’t make that noise!"

"Darling, your godmother and the others just left, and you’re already so eager to take advantage of me. Isn’t this a bit much?"

Lin Yanwan glanced down at his mischievous hand and said, flustered and annoyed, "Who’s taking advantage of who here? Why don’t you take your hand out from under my shirt before you say that!"

"Ahem..."

Jiang Xia feigned a cough, pulling his hand back and muttering awkwardly, "Hey, it’s not my fault. This hand has a mind of its own. I didn’t even notice until you said something."

"..."

Lin Yanwan couldn’t be bothered to argue with him anymore. The guy was just too shameless; he could argue that black was white.

The thunder outside was fading, but the rain was coming down harder and harder. Clearly, waiting for the rain to stop was unrealistic.

But after all their fooling around, Lin Yanwan had relaxed a lot.

"Still scared?"

"A little better," Lin Yanwan said in a low voice.

It was true she was terrified of thunder, but the moment Jiang Xia held her, she felt an overwhelming sense of security.

The two slowly separated. Jiang Xia walked to the window and drew all the curtains. Not being able to see the pitch-black night outside always made one feel much more at ease.

He glanced at the time. It wasn’t even 8 PM yet. ’Isn’t it a bit too early to go to sleep?’

"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Xia asked.

Lin Yanwan shook her head. "Not yet."

"Okay, then I’ll work on the character settings for a bit. You can use the computer to play games, watch videos, or listen to music," Jiang Xia said.

Lin Yanwan nodded, but she didn’t turn on the computer. Instead, she moved a chair over next to him and quietly watched him work on the settings for *Slam Dunk*.

She didn’t know much about basketball. She had never even properly finished the *Slam Dunk* anime, and by now, she had forgotten most of the plot.

However, she remembered Sakuragi Hanamichi and Rukawa Kaede very clearly.

"Rukawa Kaede?"

Looking at the name, Lin Yanwan’s expression was strange. ’As someone who was reborn, this feels a little off,’ she thought, ’but it’s not unacceptable. Besides, this is a necessary part of localization.’

"It can’t be helped. A change like this minimizes the impact," Jiang Xia said, a bit resignedly. "Compared to some of the later changes, the names are actually not that important."

Lin Yanwan chuckled. "I know. I can’t even remember the plot anyway, so you can change whatever you want. I can just watch it like it’s an original work."

"It’s not an original," Jiang Xia said, shaking his head. He was very self-aware.

’The success I’ve achieved so far is just from plagiarizing classic works from my past life. I’ve just taken a shortcut.’

"In this world, you are the original," Lin Yanwan said seriously, looking him in the eye.

’She wasn’t a stickler for rules. From a certain perspective, being able to perfectly replicate the original work was, in itself, a sign of genius.’

"You still remember the whole story?"

"Yeah. I don’t know why, but after I was reborn, these works seem to be deeply branded into my mind. I remember every scene, even every line, with perfect clarity." In front of his wife, Jiang Xia slowly revealed his biggest secret.

"Is that a reborn person’s ’golden finger’ or a ’system’?" Lin Yanwan joked.

"Uh... definitely not a system. I wouldn’t call it a golden finger, either. But besides that, my memory has also gotten much better." Jiang Xia knew this from deep experience.

If his memory hadn’t received an epic-level boost, he wouldn’t have been able to start studying from scratch with only a hundred days left before the college entrance exams and still get into Tsinghua.

Jiang Xia had thought about this for a long time and could only attribute it to the mysterious, metaphysical nature of the soul.

For example, web novels often describe a protagonist who, after transmigrating or being reborn, has their soul power double. They don’t need to wait thirty years for their luck to turn; an underachiever can become a genius overnight.

He figured he had probably run into a similar situation.

"Actually... the same thing happened to me. That’s why I told you before that I want to sing," Lin Yanwan said.

’In the field I was once so familiar with, everything has become crystal clear.’

"So my wife is a pop queen?" Jiang Xia couldn’t help but laugh.

Lin Yanwan tilted her delicate neck up proudly, making Jiang Xia want to plant a few bright red hickeys on it.

"Scared now? Hmph, hmph. Want to be a kept man? Big Sis will take care of you!"

"So scary, so scary. But you should still leave the money-making to me."

Jiang Xia smiled and pinched her cheek. "Actually, it’s not impossible if you want to sing. With our company backing you, you could just focus on creating music without having to deal with the entertainment industry’s drama. You could be a music producer, not just a so-called ’singer.’"

Lin Yanwan nodded lightly. "Let’s put this to bed for now."

"’Put it to bed’?"

"..."

Lin Yanwan shot him an exasperated look. The conversation had gotten derailed again.

She reached out and twisted his ear. "It’s definitely not happening today!"

"I was just kidding," Jiang Xia said in a small voice.