Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 1171: Bro, I'm Really Well-Behaved

  • Next Chapter

Nalan Ye Jue glanced coldly at Bai Chi: “Your wife? Who agreed to this?”

Usually timid, Bai Chi somehow found the courage to argue back with Nalan Ye Jue: “Well, Qingxin agreed to it. Remember when we left the Time Gate? I proposed to her on the spot, and she didn’t turn me down! No refusal means yes, isn’t that how all girls are?”

Nalan Ye Jue gave this fool a look that could not convey the complexity of his feelings.

Girls not refusing means agreeing?

How did this fool come up with such a dumb idea?

He couldn’t be bothered to engage with Bai Chi, so he put a strand of Lan Qingxin’s hair into a clean sealed bag and started to walk out.

Seeing that Nalan Ye Jue wasn’t there to fight over Lan Qingxin with him, just “stole” a strand of her hair, Bai Chi was slightly relieved, but he still couldn’t concede verbally: “What are you doing with my wife’s hair? You better not do anything sneaky that I’d find out about.”

Nalan Ye Jue stepped out and coolly retorted: “So much nonsense, you don’t need to come see her tomorrow.”

Bai Chi’s breath caught.

Shit.

No, that’s vital for his lifeline.

In an instant, Bai Chi turned timid: “Bro, I won’t talk nonsense, I’m super well-behaved. Bro, take care. Bro, just leave Qingxin to your brother-in-law here, I’ll sing, dance, and tell her bedtime stories, make sure she’s all happy and falls asleep peacefully…”

Nalan Ye Jue: “…”

Back in the study.

He sealed Lan Qingxin’s hair and the comb used in Qin Xin’s bathroom separately, and instructed Lu Bing to send them to the Imperial Hospital’s central lab: “Conduct a DNA test report, make it urgent.”

Lu Bing dared not ask more questions and went to handle it immediately.

Yet, for some reason, he felt that Young Master had a faint trace of solemnity on his face.

Isn’t Young Master happy that Young Madam woke up?

How would Lu Bing know that after he left, Nalan Ye Jue looked at Qin Xin’s photo album for a while, then got up and took a half-hour cold shower in the bathroom again…

==

The next morning.

Qin Xin was woken up by a phone call.

Uh… She forgot to set her phone to silent, and just as she was about to press the button to decline the call, she caught a glimpse of the screen out of the corner of her eye and saw it was a call from Hu Yi. Thinking for a moment, she answered it.

Then she heard a voice full of joyous tears coming through the receiver: “Xinxin, Sister Xin, you answered my call ah ah… Did you really come back? Have you seen the messages I’ve been sending you every day?”

Qin Xin pinched her temples.

This Hu Er, sending texts morning, noon, and night, “Sister Xin, have you had breakfast?” “Sister Xin, have you had lunch?” “Sister Xin, have you had dinner?” and one more before bed, “Sister Xin, baby misses you, don’t you know?”

Four texts a day without fail, not counting the usual school-time reflections and little complaints, cafeteria nightmare food photos during meals, and the gleeful voice message after winning a race as an amateur race driver… Yet, he actually kept it up for nearly a year!

What kind of perseverance sustains this young guy?

In the world of abilities, she couldn’t receive signals from this side.

Upon returning, her inbox was bombarded with Hu Yi’s messages.

The onslaught directly crashed her message box, and for the first time, her high-performance custom-made old model phone died from data overload…

As cold-hearted as she was, she’s been softened by Hu Yi’s persistence: “Yeah. Just received them.”

Hu Yi cried: “I knew you didn’t ignore baby on purpose, boo hoo… I knew it wasn’t my eyes playing tricks yesterday, you definitely came to the race to watch me, right? I couldn’t sleep all night, wanted to call you but was afraid you’d be resting, barely managed to hold on until now…”

If you find any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Report

Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter