Chapter 170: Just Like a Little Wife

Trouble?

What do you mean, “trouble”?

Jiang Ning glanced at the Class 4 homeroom teacher in his thirties and couldn’t help rolling her eyes.

She didn’t respond.

But even though she stayed silent, Yang Mei picked up the conversation.

She waved the note in her hand.

“Here, she was passing a note during Teacher Wu’s music class.”

“Got caught and was sent over.”

“Passing notes? In music class?” Guo Ming, who was sipping goji berry tea, paused mid-drink.

He put down his cup and asked with a puzzled tone, “What was written on it?”

Hearing that, Yang Mei handed him the note.

He glanced at it.

“This is it?”

His tone was full of surprise.

After confirming with Yang Mei that there was only this one note, the surprise on his face quickly turned into confusion.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he just smacked his lips and handed the note back to Yang Mei.

“Ahem.”

“I’m not in a place to comment on matters in your class.”

“Ahem. Anyway, Jiang Ning, study hard.”

“Yes, study hard…”

With that, he simply got up, tea cup in hand, and walked out cheerfully.

As the jokester left, the office returned to silence.

After a while,

Yang Mei suddenly sighed and tapped the desk.

“Copy The Difficulty of the Shu Road ten times.”

“Give it to me before evening self-study ends.”

Huh?

Jiang Ning was stunned.

She looked up, her eyes clear as water, gazing at her homeroom teacher.

“No need to write a reflection?”

“If you want, you can write one too.”

“No, no thanks.”

“Then hurry up and go!”

“Okay, okay…”

Jiang Ning shrank her neck and dashed off.

After leaving the office,

She didn’t get far before spotting a chunky figure leaning over the balcony, looking at something.

Jiang Ning came closer for a look.

Below, a few upperclassman girls were playing badminton.

Judging by their impressive figures, they were at least in their second year.

“Nice view?”

“Ver— cough cough cough…”

Li Duoyong quickly changed the subject in the face of Jiang Ning’s teasing.

“Uh, you’re done?”

Hearing this obvious question, Jiang Ning chuckled.

“Let’s go.”

On the way,

Jiang Ning was pondering about Wu Xiaobailian.

A key thought struck her and she couldn’t help asking,

“Fatty.”

“I think something’s up between that pretty boy Wu and Hu Weiwei.”

“See if you can find Hu Weiwei and ask her.”

Hearing this,

Li Duoyong hesitated.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Ning pressed.

All she got in return was:

“Hu Weiwei seems to have transferred schools…”

“Transferred? Where to?”

Just as she spoke,

A memory surfaced from her previous life—a late-night snack with Hu Weiwei before the college entrance exams.

“Where are you planning to apply for the college entrance exam?”

“With my pathetic 400 points, where do you think?” Hu Weiwei had grumbled and chugged a big gulp of beer.

Then grabbed three lamb skewers and took a savage bite.

While saying:

“If I’d known, I might as well have just gone to a technical school to learn a trade.”

Thinking of that,

Jiang Ning muttered,

“Technical school…”

Hearing her,

Li Duoyong was stunned mid-sentence.

“So you knew?”

Knew, my ass.

Jiang Ning had no idea Hu Weiwei would actually transfer.

Wasn’t he just all talk last time?

Why’s he for real this time?

Wait.

Based on what she knew about Hu Weiwei’s parents,

They’d never let him drop out of high school to go to a trade school.

Not even a bottom-tier school like No. 3 High.

So,

Something definitely happened.

And it probably had a lot to do with that pretty boy Wu.

One transferred, one resigned.

Damn it.

“Fatty, help me—never mind, just get me Hu Weiwei’s number when we’re back. I’ll ask her myself.”

“I don’t have it…”

???

“You don’t? Then what about that gathering?”

“Gao Jingyi invited her.”

Got it.

Turns out Consort Gao is the useful one.

Moments later.

When Jiang Ning returned to the classroom,

She found Qi Wen sitting in Luo Shanshan’s seat, reading.

“Wenwen.”

“Where’s everyone?”

“Out for skewers,” Qi Wen replied, setting down some youth literature magazine.

Then pouted.

“Jiang Jiang, can you stop getting in trouble so much?”

Her housekeeper-like expression really amused Jiang Ning.

She reached out and pinched Qi Wen’s chubby cheeks.

“Got it!”

“Just like a little wife!”

“I’m being serious!” Qi Wen slapped her hand away, cheeks red with frustration.

“If you keep this up, teachers will start to dislike you!”

“And I—I don’t like it either!”

“Alright, alright.” Jiang Ning patted her chest and promised.

“I’ll behave from now on!”

“Try not to make you upset!”

Hearing that,

Qi Wen finally gave a small huff, then pulled out a disposable tea cup from the desk drawer.

Inside were a few skewers.

Seeing this,

Jiang Ning grinned.

“Wenwen, you really care about me.”

“You should just marry me already~”

“As if.” Qi Wen rolled her eyes at her.

Then went back to reading her magazine.

Jiang Ning remembered Qi Wen wasn’t usually the type to read these dangerous extracurricular materials.

Even when she did, it was mostly foreign literature.

What was up today…?

Jiang Ning picked up a konjac skewer and nibbled as she scooted over.

“What’re you reading?”

Seeing Qi Wen ignore her,

Jiang Ning leaned down for a look.

And then—

She tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Turns out it was one of those overly sentimental youth poetry anthologies.

Tsk tsk.

Even those angsty teen novels were better.

At least those provoke some reaction.

This poetry collection was so bland she couldn’t even bother criticizing it.

Jiang Ning instantly lost interest and sat down across the aisle from Luo Shanshan’s seat.

Nibbling skewer after skewer.

After she finished,

She rubbed her belly.

Not much going on, but the hunger was gone.

Maybe she should find something to do?

Thinking of Boss Yang Mei’s punishment to copy The Difficulty of the Shu Road,

Jiang Ning made a decision and turned her head.

“Wenwen, get me the practice notebook from my drawer…”

“Oh, and three pens.”

“Three pens?” Qi Wen turned around, puzzled.

“What do you need three pens for?”

“To copy the text, of course. What, you think I’m picking my teeth with them?”

Jiang Ning smiled.

Her delicate features looked especially gentle under the setting sun.

Even if her words were a bit rough.

Qi Wen was still briefly dazzled by her beauty.

But just then—

At the classroom door,

A tall figure suddenly appeared.

A girl with long ash-blonde hair stood in the doorway, scanning the room.

When her gaze landed in their direction—

Those striking peach blossom eyes lit up instantly.

Then she walked over with a bright smile.

Seeing that Qi the little girl not only didn’t hand over the pen, but was staring blankly in another direction, Jiang Ning couldn’t help waving her hand in front of her.

“Hey…”

“Wenwen?”

“What are you—”

Before Jiang Ning could finish her sentence.

Suddenly—

A lazy voice sounded in her ear.

“From Saturday, February 10 to Friday, June 1.”

“A total of 110 days.”

“Jiang Ning, did you miss me?”

???

At that moment.

It was as if Jiang Ning had heard something unbelievable.

She turned her neck like a machine.

When she turned toward the source of the voice—

Those brown peach blossom eyes still made her heart tremble.

“Xu… Xu Suihe?!”

“You, you, how are you…!?”

Five minutes later.

Jiang Ning rubbed her temples.

“So.”

“In simple terms, you and Tao Tao just came back to visit your elders?”

“And stopped by the school to see some old classmates?”

“That’s right.” Xu Suihe leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, her beautiful eyes watching Jiang Ning with a smile.

“Jiang Ning, you’ve gotten even prettier.”

Jiang Ning ignored the compliment, turned her head, and looked outside the classroom.

“Where’s that brat Tao?”

“Got held up by his ex-lovers.” Xu Suihe suddenly reached out and curled a lock of her hair with her finger.

“Probably won’t be able to leave anytime soon.”

“I missed you, so I came looking for you first.”

Such a blunt and aggressive line was again ignored by Jiang Ning.

But Qi Wen on the side couldn’t stay as calm as Jiang Ning.

“You—you’re not even a student here, what are you doing in our class?”

“Looking for Jiang Ning, I missed her.” Xu Suihe repeated, then turned her head.

Those peach blossom eyes burned as they looked at Jiang Ning.

The intensity made Jiang Ning cough twice in discomfort.

“Can you not look at me like that?”

“No.”

Such a straightforward refusal made Jiang Ning feel, for a moment, as if she had returned to four months ago.

She instantly became a little irritated.

“Xu Suihe!”

“Alright, alright.” Xu Suihe glanced playfully at the puffed-up goldfish-like girl beside her.

“Let’s have dinner together later.”

“Tao’s treating.”

Dinner?

Jiang Ning instinctively touched her belly.

She seemed to still be a bit hungry.

So she opened her mouth, ready to agree.

“Sure—”

Before the second syllable came out—

A voice cut her off.

“No way!!!”

“You’re not allowed to go!!!”

(End of chapter)