After Wen Yao recovered from her cold, she made a request to Jiang Shuyi.

She said she wanted to supervise Jiang Shuyi's studies.

Yes, supervise her studies.

". . ." Hearing this request, Jiang Shuyi was stunned.

What is this, a throwback to university days? Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao in a daze.

She never expected that during her university days, she could be pulled back into the research lab by a professor, and now, having turned into a high school student, this Omega could still drag her into the library to study.

Even though she could talk to Wen Yao every day, studying was still something that drained Jiang Shuyi's motivation.

What was worse was that, even though she felt unmotivated, she didn't dare to tell Wen Yao, especially since this Omega rarely even glanced her way. It wasn't so bad that she was willing to teach her voluntarily.

...It was just that the intensity of the studying really made her suffer.

For example, Wen Yao demanded that Jiang Shuyi arrive at school by six every morning.

This meant that Jiang Shuyi had to wake up at least by five-thirty to get ready.

She really wanted to complain, asking Wen Yao to let her sleep a little longer.

But later, Jiang Shuyi found that whenever she arrived at school at six in the morning or even earlier, Wen Yao was already there.

If she got up at five-thirty, then Wen Yao must have gotten up even earlier.

This made her feel a bit embarrassed to speak up.

Following Wen Yao's request, Jiang Shuyi arrived at school on time at six and found that Wen Yao had already completed a test paper, which made her genuinely admire how terrifying this Omega was.

"Wen Yao, don't you ever get tired?"

"Not really," Wen Yao replied coldly, sitting up straight and handing Jiang Shuyi a neatly organized study list. "Just finish these today."

". . ."

一Oh my god.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the overwhelming amount on the list and felt her throat tighten. Regardless of whether she could do it or not, the sheer volume was a challenge in itself.

To be honest, Jiang Shuyi was somewhat looking forward to something happening with Wen Yao by arriving at the classroom so early.

Although she didn't quite understand what she was hoping for...

But she knew that what she was looking forward to was definitely not this list in her hands.

"Wen Yao, isn't this a bit too much? Can we—"

Jiang Shuyi hoped to negotiate for a reduction in the workload.

"No," Wen Yao said flatly.

"I have to do twice this amount every day, Jiang Shuyi."

Jiang Shuyi choked on her words.

". . ." How could this Omega be so ruthless on her?

"Don't want to do it?" Wen Yao glanced at her.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her lowered eyelashes and then at the carefully written book list, and for a moment, her heart softened.

"Oh, no, it's not that, I'll do it..."

"I'm quite willing to do it." Jiang Shuyi sniffed and inadvertently said something she didn't mean.

Afterward, Jiang Shuyi rubbed her sore wrist from writing and thought she must be crazy for agreeing to study with Wen Yao.

"Am I an idiot?" Jiang Shuyi muttered softly.

Why on earth did she think it was a good idea to let Wen Yao tutor her?

---

"So, Miss Yi, do you want to come to my house for dinner this weekend?"

Zhou Jingtang glanced at Jiang Shuyi and invited her.

This weekend was Zhou Jingtang's birthday, and Jiang Shuyi really wanted to go celebrate with him.

Because Zhou Jingtang's family owned a well-known high-end restaurant in Huan City, specializing in Sichuan cuisine.

And Jiang Shuyi, who loved spicy food, was a big fan of Sichuan dishes.

She adored dishes like Mapo tofu, spicy chicken, Fuqi feipian, and spicy hot pot. She loved them to bits.

But Jiang Shuyi didn't answer Zhou Jingtang. Instead, she looked at Wen Yao.

Actually, even on weekends recently, she had been studying in the library with Wen Yao.

So she wasn't sure if she would have time this weekend.

". . ." Wen Yao didn't say anything, flipping through Jiang Shuyi's practice book and correcting a few mistakes.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit embarrassed watching her correct her mistakes, making it hard to admit that she still wanted to go out to eat.

Wen Yao turned a page of the book, glanced at the Alpha beside her who was looking at her eagerly, and nodded slightly.

"You can go."

"......Is it okay?" Jiang Shuyi's eyes lit up instantly.

"Mm."

Zhou Jingtang listened to their conversation and felt increasingly uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to ask too much, only casting a suspicious glance at Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi.

"Class monitor, you should come too! It's just for dinner..."

Zhou Jingtang had been rejected by Wen Yao before but still tried to invite her again.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao...

Wen Yao wasn't good with spicy food, so Jiang Shuyi figured Wen Yao wouldn't go.

If she did go, she would probably only be able to eat some tofu pudding and sweet skin duck.

Wen Yao really was a bit pitiful, Jiang Shuyi thought to herself.

But to Jiang Shuyi's surprise, Wen Yao didn't outright refuse. Instead, she flipped through the book and asked Zhou Jingtang, "Who else did you invite?"

Zhou Jingtang started counting on his fingers, "Oh, I also invited Li Qingyan, Song Jinxi, Yan Jingshu..."

After rattling off a long list of names, he added, "And a few middle school classmates."

"Wen Yao, are you coming?" Zhou Jingtang smiled.

"She definitely won't—"

Jiang Shuyi was about to interject when Wen Yao casually flipped a page of her book.

"I'll go." Her tone was very decisive.

Jiang Shuyi was stunned, "？？？"

---

Saturday, at Zhou Jingtang's family restaurant.

Jiang Shuyi arrived relatively late because she had been caught by Tang Wenzhen on her way out. She had been subjected to a stern interrogation about the incident where she skipped class for Wen Yao not long ago.

Jiang Shuyi admitted to the interrogation but cleverly concealed the fact that she had stayed out all night, assuring Tang Wenzhen that she wouldn't do it again before being let go.

Inside the luxurious private room, the voices of students chatting loudly filled the air.

When Jiang Shuyi entered, her classmates had already started eating.

As soon as she walked in, she spotted Wen Yao.

Wen Yao was wearing a very neat and tidy shirt today, with a white sweater over it.

She looked very gentle and quiet.

Just as Jiang Shuyi was about to walk over to her, someone grabbed her hand.

"...... Jiang Shuyi, I saved a seat for you." Song Jinxi said with a smile.

". . . " Jiang Shuyi glanced at the smiling Song Jinxi and then at the seat beside Wen Yao, which was already occupied by another classmate.

Reluctantly, Jiang Shuyi sat down next to Song Jinxi.

"Oh... thanks." She said with a sullen face.

"Hey, it's nothing." Song Jinxi smiled.

"You two are always like this, with no sense of time."

"I always have to save seats for you; I'm used to it now." Song Jinxi slowly scooped a spoonful of Mapo tofu into her bowl.

—You two?

At that moment, the door to the private room was pushed open again, and Yan Jingshu walked in.

Jiang Shuyi was just about to scoop some Mapo tofu for herself when she heard Song Jinxi cheerfully call out, "Yan Jingshu, you can sit next to Jiang Shuyi."

". . ."

Yan Jingshu glanced at Jiang Shuyi, her expression reluctant, but she still sat down.

Feeling a bit awkward, Jiang Shuyi took a bite of tofu. Out of some instinct to protect herself, she didn't dare to strike up a conversation with Yan Jingshu.

Jiang Shuyi's seat was near the door, so people kept coming in and out.

Halfway through the meal, she heard a male voice from the entrance.

"So, I might be going abroad to study..."

The voice from outside was quite unpleasant to Jiang Shuyi.

Then, a person she wasn't too familiar with pushed the door open and walked into the private room with a smile.

Perhaps due to the aggressive and hostile look in Jiang Shuyi's eyes, Xiao Jiayu, who had just arrived, stiffened a bit.

"......Why is your classmate looking at me like that?"

Xiao Jiayu asked Zhou Jingtang quietly, glancing at Jiang Shuyi.

Zhou Jingtang chuckled. "It's probably a misunderstanding, you two don't know each other..."

"Really?"

Not bothering to dwell on it, Xiao Jiayu turned his head and immediately spotted Wen Yao across the room.

"Wen Yao?"

"You're here too?"

Xiao Jiayu smiled with some surprise, "I thought you would definitely not attend..."

"Xiao Jiayu?" Wen Yao squinted her eyes as if smiling at him.

Xiao Jiayu smiled back in a gentlemanly manner. "It's been two and a half years since we last met, right?"

". . ." Jiang Shuyi's expression suddenly soured.

Before this, she had forgotten that Xiao Jiayu and Wen Yao had known each other since their student days.

So much so that she almost thought this person didn't exist.

And now, the rumors Lin Siyun had mentioned flowed through her mind like a broadcast.

What was it again? "Professor Xiao and Professor Wen have known each other for a long time"...

What was it again? "They look like a good match"...

Jiang Shuyi gritted her teeth and took a sip of her drink.

Xiao Jiayu had Zhou Jingtang bring an extra chair over to sit next to Wen Yao.

Jiang Shuyi clicked her tongue, thinking that if she had known this would happen, she would have asked Zhou Jingtang to add a chair for herself there too.

She angrily took a bite of Mapo tofu.

What was annoying was that even though Wen Yao and Xiao Jiayu were sitting across from her, she could still hear them talking.

"This summer, I went to Area E for an English exam and saw someone who looked just like you. Was that you? You were wearing a white T-shirt that day." Xiao Jiayu elegantly picked up his bowl and took a bite of food.

Wen Yao recalled and nodded, "That was probably me."

"I thought I had mistaken you for someone else, turns out it really was you." Xiao Jiayu laughed.

"I wanted to greet you when I saw you."

Wen Yao smiled politely.

Jiang Shuyi coldly took a sip of her drink.

"Do you still read Lindell's books? I remember you read them all in middle school. Did you know he has a new book out recently?"

Wen Yao turned to look at Xiao Jiayu, appearing somewhat interested.

"However, it hasn't been translated yet. I asked my father to bring it back from England when he was on a business trip," Xiao Jiayu smiled, "It's the third part of his series on natural laws."

"If you're interested, I can lend it to you once I'm done reading it." Xiao Jiayu offered with a smile.

"Thank you."

She actually accepted? Jiang Shuyi's face turned pale as she took another sip of her drink.

"By the way, did you know Teacher Zhang had a baby? The one who teaches us chemistry."

"Teacher Zhang?"

"When I visited the school last time, I saw a photo of her baby. Do you want to see it?" Xiao Jiayu said, pulling out his phone from his pocket and handing it to Wen Yao.

". . ." Wen Yao looked at the photo on the phone with a gentle expression. "Is Teacher Zhang doing well? I remember—"

Jiang Shuyi took another sip of her drink.

So annoying. Since earlier, these two had been talking about things she didn't know.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit uncomfortable as she watched the smile on Wen Yao's face while eating her Mapo tofu.

This was actually quite normal, it was normal for Wen Yao to have things she didn't know about.

It was just that Xiao Jiayu knew, and she didn't.

This made her very uncomfortable.

"What's the deal with the class monitor and the guy next to her?"

Song Jinxi scooped a few spoonfuls of her favorite Mapo tofu for Jiang Shuyi.

"I heard they were classmates in middle school." Jiang Shuyi said somewhat displeased.

"Ah, no wonder. They look like a good match..."

At that moment, another student chimed in.

'Good match'? Jiang Shuyi felt uncomfortable as she took another bite of tofu.

Why was it always about being a "good match"? Where was the match? How could she not see it?

Jiang Shuyi's heart grew more chaotic as she poured some coconut milk into her cup and drank it all at once.

"Jiang Shuyi, want to play some poker? We can add one more person." Song Jinxī invited, looking at the deck of cards in her hand.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit lightheaded and shook her head. "No, thanks."

Noticing that Jiang Shuyi seemed off, Song Jinxī looked at her eyes and flushed cheeks. "Jiang Shuyi, you're not drunk, are you?"

"......How could that be," Jiang Shuyi vaguely shook her head, raising her drink, "I'm just drinking coconut milk."

Song Jinxi picked up the bottle that looked like coconut milk on the table and looked at it, "......Isn't this alcohol?"

In fact, the alcohol content wasn't high, it was the kind of drink that Song Jinxi wouldn't feel drunk even after three bottles.

But Jiang Shuyi was already red-faced and her gaze was unfocused.

"......You can get drunk on this kind of drink?" Song Jinxi was stunned.

". . ." Perhaps being told she was drunk made Jiang Shuyi feel a bit uncomfortable and nauseous.

Worried that she might throw up, she waved her hand, "I'm going to get some fresh air, I'll be back soon."

At that moment, Yan Jingshu happened to walk in from outside, seemingly having gone out to make a phone call.

She bumped into Jiang Shuyi.

"......Sorry." Jiang Shuyi mumbled, feeling dizzy.

Yan Jingshu's expression wasn't good, she coldly patted her clothes, "It's fine."

Jiang Shuyi nodded and walked outside.

Yan Jingshu looked at her and grabbed her arm, "......Hey, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Jiang Shuyi pushed her hand away and leaned against the wall as she walked out of the private room.

"So, do you have any plans recently—" Xiao Jiayu smiled as he looked at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao lifted her head and glanced toward the door where the two had just left.

---

". . ." Jiang Shuyi sat on the outdoor terrace, staring blankly at the moon.

She always felt a sense of dislike toward Xiao Jiayu.

This feeling had been there since her university days.

Xiao Jiayu, like Wen Yao, was a professor, had attended the same middle school, and was equally outstanding.

Completely different from her.

". . ." And she instinctively hated this person.

"......Do you want some water, Jiang Shuyi?"

A calm voice sounded from behind her.

Jiang Shuyi turned her head to look at Wen Yao and called softly, "Wen Yao."

Wen Yao paused for a moment, holding a bottle of water.

"Wen Yao......" Jiang Shuyi looked at the ground with a dazed expression, clearly uncomfortable.

". . ." Wen Yao sat down beside her, her tone calm and gentle, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Shuyi's mind was hazy, but when she looked at Wen Yao's face, she recalled how she had been smiling and chatting with Xiao Jiayu just moments ago, which made her feel a sudden surge of anger.

"You're not allowed to talk to Xiao Jiayu..."

Wen Yao paused at this statement, then chuckled lightly, "Why not?"

"Because you're mine..." Jiang Shuyi sniffed.

"Mm?" Wen Yao waited quietly for her to complete her sentence.

She sniffed again, her mind a mess, unsure of what to say, and just grabbed Wen Yao's hand.

—What exactly is she to me?

—My professor? My teacher? My classmate? What is she?

Just as she was about to say that, she felt the Mapo tofu in her stomach churning, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"......What do you want to say, Jiang Shuyi?" Wen Yao asked.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, and the words "teacher" and "Mapo tofu" in her mind had a strange chemical reaction in her stomach.

So much so that she blurted out something she would regret for a month.

"......Wife."

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, her gaze hazy.

"You are my wife."

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