Chapter 342: So They Were Just Jealous He Married Such a Good Wife

Fu Mingxue’s statement left Qin Wenhao completely baffled.

"You were teaching a class? For the math department?"

Fu Mingxue shook her head. "Not just the math department. The physics department, too. I taught six classes today—no, actually more. The math lecture ran so long, after all."

"But I don’t have to take any more exams. The university is exempting me and giving me a month’s salary."

"I’ll tell you more about it when we get home."

It wasn’t a convenient place to discuss the details, after all.

"—Okay!" Qin Wenhao nodded, still in a daze.

He still hadn’t fully processed the news.

’So what she meant was—she wasn’t *attending* a class, she was *teaching* one.’

’She taught not only the physics department, but the math department, too?’

’No wonder that Zan Zi fellow was so shocked and said I was a lucky man—he was just jealous I married such an amazing wife.’

The roast duck arrived before long.

When the waiter brought it over, Fu Mingxue was completely captivated by the aroma.

As it happened, she had used up a ton of energy today and was now ravenous.

Qin Wenhao made a wrap for her.

"Honey, here, you eat."

This time, Fu Mingxue didn’t stand on ceremony. She took it and started eating right away.

The moment she took a bite, her eyes lit up. "This is delicious! So, so good! Oh, right, stop making them for me and hurry up and eat some yourself!"

"I’m fine." Qin Wenhao loved serving her now.

’If this were in the past—he never would have done something like this.’

’After all, he’d never even served food to his own mother or grandmother.’

The couple left the roast duck restaurant half an hour later.

"Should we head home now, or make a trip to your mom’s place?"

Qin Wenhao replied immediately, "You’re exhausted today. Why would we go over there? Let’s just go home."

He had to dote on his own wife, of course.

Besides, he didn’t feel like going over there at all right now.

"Alright then, let’s go home." ’Perfect. She could try out the medicine the system had given her as a reward.’

The couple arrived home shortly after.

As soon as Fu Mingxue stepped into the courtyard, she made an excuse.

"I’m going to my room to organize some materials."

"Okay."

After parking the bicycle, Qin Wenhao went to pull up the watermelon that was chilling in the well, planning to cut it for his wife.

’They could have used the refrigerator, but he felt that chilling the watermelon in the well gave it a better texture and a more pleasant, moderate coolness.’

Meanwhile, as soon as Fu Mingxue got inside, she eagerly took the small medicinal pill from her inventory.

The small pill was white, smaller than her pinky nail, and had a faint, medicinal scent.

She popped it directly into her mouth. Unexpectedly, the pill dissolved the instant it touched her tongue—before she could even get a taste of it, it had already slid down her throat.

’Wait, that’s it?’

’Why don’t I feel anything?’

’It couldn’t be a fake, could it?’

’Impossible,’ Fu Mingxue thought.

’The system only gives out top-quality items; it wouldn’t give her a dud.’

’After all, if the system just hadn’t given her a reward, she never would have known.’

’Perhaps the effects are meant to change my constitution imperceptibly.’

Fu Mingxue stopped dwelling on it and took out another white porcelain bottle.

She tipped one out and immediately felt a cool sensation from it.

’This must be the throat-soothing lozenge.’

She put one in her mouth—the pleasant, cool sensation instantly soothed her throat.

’This is so much more effective than the lozenges they sell in stores.’

The bottle’s label said it contained fifty lozenges.

’Wow, the system is surprisingly thoughtful!’

’Does it expect me to keep lecturing forever or something?’

Just then, Qin Wenhao called out from the main room, "Honey, come out and have some watermelon."