At six o'clock, Jiang Shuyi arrived at school, yawning a little due to her fatigue.

Speaking of which, she was completely unclear about what had happened the night before.

She only felt a bit uncomfortable in her eyes, and when she looked in the mirror this morning, they were slightly red, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

As soon as she entered the classroom, she saw Wen Yao. "Good morning, Wen Yao."

Wen Yao looked up expressionlessly, calmly gazing at Jiang Shuyi without responding.

Seeing that Wen Yao didn't reply, Jiang Shuyi felt a bit at a loss. She placed her bag on her desk and awkwardly asked, "Oh, Wen Yao, how did you get back yesterday?"

She tried to strike up a conversation, feeling somewhat flustered.

". . ." Wen Yao blinked, her pen pausing on the paper. She slowly took a breath and coldly looked at Jiang Shuyi, "Jiang Shuyi, you didn't forget what happened last night, did you?"

". . ." Jiang Shuyi's expression froze for a moment. "Huh?"

She stared blankly at Wen Yao.

"Ah? Last night?"

It was early morning, and the sparrows outside began chirping.

Listening to the sparrows, Jiang Shuyi felt a bit dazed.

Wen Yao looked coldly at her book and didn't say much more.

"If you've forgotten, then forget it. But I advise you not to drink alcohol in the future."

Jiang Shuyi sat down in front of Wen Yao, and suddenly a scene flashed in her mind...

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Being drunk means being in a state of alcohol intoxication.

People in this state may experience confusion, nausea, and lack of coordination, among other symptoms.

Sometimes, they might even construct a logic that seems absurd when sober and believe in it wholeheartedly.

For example, "I'm a milkshake, don't shake me, or I'll spill."

Or, "I can fly."

And then there's:

"......Wife."

"You are my wife." Jiang Shuyi blurted out to Wen Yao.

At first, she felt something was off about the word, but after saying it twice, she began to believe it wholeheartedly.

She truly felt that Wen Yao was her wife.

Wen Yao hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, her expression unchanged, her throat lightly moved as if she wanted to say something.

"Wen Yao, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you everywhere."

However, before Wen Yao could speak, another person walked onto the terrace.

It was Xiao Jiayu.

This Alpha still exuded charm, with a hint of elegance.

Wen Yao turned to look at Xiao Jiayu. "What's wrong?"

"They're cutting the birthday cake, and everyone is talking about taking a group photo. You should come quickly." Xiao Jiayu said as he looked at Wen Yao.

". . ." Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi, then turned back to Xiao Jiayu. "I'll be there soon."

After Xiao Jiayu left, Wen Yao also turned to head back into the private room.

"Jiang Shuyi, you should come too."

Jiang Shuyi sniffed and obediently grabbed the hem of Wen Yao's clothes. "Mm."

". . ." Perhaps noticing that this Alpha was quite drunk, Wen Yao allowed her to hold onto her clothes and led her back to the private room.

As they entered the room, their classmates were gathered around the cake, striking poses. Zhou Jingtang was directing who should stand where, and upon turning around, he saw Wen Yao. "You're finally back! I had someone looking for you for a long time. Now we just need Miss Yi..."

He had thought only Wen Yao would return, but seeing Jiang Shuyi obediently holding onto Wen Yao's shirt caught him off guard.

"Class monitor, what's up with Miss Yi...?"

"She's drunk." Wen Yao replied matter-of-factly.

"Ah? Is she okay?" Zhou Jingtang looked at Jiang Shuyi, whose eyes were hazy, and began to worry.

Wen Yao glanced at the Alpha holding onto her clothes and sighed, "......She's quite drunk."

Seeing Jiang Shuyi return, Song Jinxi approached with Jiang Shuyi's coat. "Jiang Shuyi, are you sober now?"

She draped the coat over Jiang Shuyi's shoulders. "You can stand next to me and Yan Jingshu."

Yan Jingshu walked beside Song Jinxi, silently watching Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi didn't let go of Wen Yao's clothes.

Song Jinxi tried to get her to release her grip, but Jiang Shuyi remained stubbornly unmoved...

"Sorry, class monitor, she's drunk." Song Jinxi said, a bit embarrassed.

"It's fine." Wen Yao replied in a calm tone.

Song Jinxi tugged at Jiang Shuyi again, feeling awkward. "Jiang Shuyi, let's go."

"You, don't pull me," Jiang Shuyi shook off Song Jinxi's hand, stubbornly tugging at Wen Yao's clothes. "I don't want to go with you..."

"I want to be with my wife."

As soon as these words left Jiang Shuyi's mouth, everyone around turned to look at the two of them.

Their expressions varied, with all sorts of colors on their faces.

"It seems she's really quite drunk." Wen Yao said, raising her gaze and speaking coldly in response to the stares.

Everyone's expressions froze for a moment, then they understood that Jiang Shuyi was drunk and talking nonsense.

The school bully really couldn't hold her liquor.

Yan Jingshu shot a hostile glance at Wen Yao.

Song Jinxi quickly grabbed Jiang Shuyi and quietly advised, "Jiang Shuyi, don't make things difficult for others."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi refused to let go of Wen Yao's shirt. "She's my wife, how can she be considered someone else?"

"......Haha." Song Jinxi laughed awkwardly.

"Sorry." She looked at Wen Yao and apologized again, genuinely unsure how Jiang Shuyi had managed to get so attached to her.

Wen Yao was someone the classmates didn't dare offend.

After all, she was the class monitor and was serious about her duties without showing favoritism. She was the type who would talk reason when you brought up feelings, and once she started, you could hardly argue with her.

So, Wen Yao was actually the type of person Song Jinxi found most difficult to deal with.

She glanced at Wen Yao, fearing that this usually cold Omega might get angry.

"It's fine." Wen Yao said nonchalantly, crossing her arms and not looking at Jiang Shuyi. "If she wants to stand here, let her stand here."

"Wouldn't it be a bother for you?"

Wen Yao didn't say whether it would be a bother, she simply replied calmly, "Helping classmates is the right thing to do."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao with dissatisfaction and muttered, "What classmate? You're my wife."

". . ." Wen Yao ignored Jiang Shuyi, who was holding onto her clothes, and looked at Yan Jingshu. "Let's go back, it's time for the photo."

Song Jinxi thought that Wen Yao seemed cold on the outside but might be warm on the inside. Being able to endure all this really showed her good temperament, which inevitably raised Song Jinxi's impression of her.

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What on earth is all this?

Faced with the sudden emergence of memories, Jiang Shuyi covered her mouth and exhaled shakily.

"Remembered something?" Wen Yao asked.

Jiang Shuyi shook her head, wanting to indicate that she had forgotten. She really didn't want to admit to doing those things.

"Is that so?" Wen Yao calmly turned a page in her book.

Jiang Shuyi, feeling nervous, sniffed. "......I'm sorry."

She felt as if she had already died.

"I was drunk at that time, so my mind was a bit muddled. I didn't mean to call you that."

Jiang Shuyi explained.

"Is that so? Your memory only goes as far as the way you called me?" Wen Yao continued to turn the page, her expression still calm.

What? Is there more? Jiang Shuyi's face turned pale.

"......Did I do anything else?"

Just as Jiang Shuyi was about to ask, another memory surfaced in her mind...

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After taking the photo, Jiang Shuyi was still holding onto the hem of Wen Yao's shirt.

Xiao Jiayu walked over. "By the way, Wen Yao, I said I'd lend you the book."

"I thought you were just saying that." Wen Yao replied with a smile at Xiao Jiayu.

Xiao Jiayu smiled and handed Wen Yao a piece of paper with his phone number written on it.

"Feel free to call me anytime. Just call me, and I'll come out. I'll bring the book for you, and we can grab lunch together."

Wen Yao nodded politely, and Xiao Jiayu nodded and walked away.

Jiang Shuyi watched Wen Yao's smile and saw her put Xiao Jiayu's paper into her pocket. She suddenly let go of Wen Yao's clothes, looking at her with a stubborn and aggrieved expression.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yao asked.

"Divorce." Jiang Shuyi said with a hint of threat in her tone.

". . ." Wen Yao paused for a moment.

"......Oh."

Wen Yao's expression didn't change upon hearing that word, and she began to put on her coat.

Jiang Shuyi felt a coldness around her.

Still feeling aggrieved, Jiang Shuyi stood in place, staring at Wen Yao as she put on her coat, stubbornly not saying a word.

Coincidentally, Song Jinxi walked over and glanced at Jiang Shuyi. "Are you sober now? I'll take you and Yan Jingshu home."

Wen Yao shot a glance at Jiang Shuyi but didn't say anything.

She just fastened her coat more quickly, and the next second, Wen Yao grabbed her bag and briskly walked out of the private room.

Jiang Shuyi had thought she would stay and talk to her or try to persuade her to stay, but Wen Yao didn't.

Watching her cold back, Jiang Shuyi felt a wave of grievance and wanted to cry.

一Wen Yao, she doesn't want me anymore.

一She really wants a divorce.

Jiang Shuyi wiped her eyes with her hand, feeling an unusual sadness wash over her.

She stumbled after Wen Yao, running to catch up.

"Wen Yao, don't go..."

Wen Yao didn't look back.

Jiang Shuyi grew more anxious.

Jiang Shuyi chased after Wen Yao like a baby, but because she was drunk, her movements were uncoordinated, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up.

Not only that, but she also stumbled and fell to the ground.

As Jiang Shuyi fell, she felt utterly miserable, helpless, and pathetic.

Her head was spinning, and the alcohol mixed with the Mapo tofu in her stomach made her feel nauseous.

一Wen Yao...

一A cold and unfeeling Omega.

Jiang Shuyi thought.

She usually didn't smile at her, but today she smiled at Xiao Jiayu three times and even accepted his phone number...

Always leaving without a word and getting angry without explanation.

一And now she didn't want me anymore...

The more Jiang Shuyi thought about it, the more miserable and aggrieved she felt.

一She really was just going to abandon me like this!

Just thinking about it made Jiang Shuyi unable to help but quietly sob, "Wen Yao, don't go..."

"I don't want you to go, Wen Yao..."

". . ."

"I've never seen an Alpha who cries like you, Jiang Shuyi."

A calm voice came.

Jiang Shuyi sniffed and looked at the person in a beige coat standing in front of her.

Wen Yao, who had been walking ahead, had somehow turned back.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi reached out and grabbed Wen Yao's hand, afraid she would run out of her sight again.

"Don't go."

". . ." Wen Yao looked at her, took a breath, and didn't respond.

"From now on, you're not allowed to drink, Jiang Shuyi," Jiang Shuyi felt that Wen Yao's tone was particularly gentle, "You're already foolish enough, don't drink anymore."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi was sobbing, unable to catch her breath.

一She's scolding me, it hurts so much.

But she came back, she didn't leave, and she didn't divorce me...

Oh.

Jiang Shuyi trembled, exhaling and pouting her lips.

It didn't seem so bad anymore...

So, she nodded repeatedly, indicating that she wouldn't drink in the future. "Okay."

"Why are you crying?" Wen Yao sighed and asked.

"Because you want to divorce me." Jiang Shuyi began to sniffle and try to hold back her tears.

". . ." Wen Yao realized that this person was impossible to communicate with and spoke helplessly, "Are you serious about saying that, Jiang Shuyi?"

Jiang Shuyi completely forgot that she was the one who first brought up the word "divorce."

She also forgot that Wen Yao wasn't actually her wife.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao in a daze. "I'm serious..."

Wen Yao sighed at this Alpha and used her slightly icy hand to pat Jiang Shuyi on the top of her head.

"Let's go, it's time to head back."

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