Lin Yue never imagined she'd randomly marry a man she met less than a day before after graduating college.
Ever since she turned 18, her mother went all out introducing her to different m...
As the year draws to a close and winter approaches, the weather grows colder day by day.
After resting at home for a day, Lin Yue was fully recovered. When she returned to school, she was radiant. It has to be admitted that Song Yunzheng really took good care of her.
This little incident seemed to have brought the two of them closer, but the ring in the study had unknowingly planted a thorn in her heart...
As the year draws to a close, various gatherings are on the horizon. Song Yunzheng isn't particularly enthusiastic about these social events and always tries to decline to attend.
After Tang Shiting learned of his marriage, the news quickly spread among his former classmates.
Everyone in the industry clearly remembers how deeply Song Yunzheng loved Meng Wanning. He remained single for eight years after their breakup, leading some to believe he might end up alone. But this year, news suddenly broke that he was married, and his wife is a young woman who just turned twenty. This has undoubtedly sparked intense curiosity. Everyone is eager to see what this woman who could conquer such a devoted lover looks like.
Therefore, everyone flocked to this year's class reunion like hunting dogs smelling their prey. The thorny issue of successfully inviting Young Master Song and his wife naturally fell to Teacher Tang Shiting. After all, as an excellent teacher, his outstanding communication skills and wisdom made him the perfect person to solve such problems.
Tang Shiting couldn't help but rub his forehead and smile bitterly. When had he not been the one to do this thankless task? He had gotten used to being rejected by Song Yunzheng so many times, but... this year might bring a turning point.
At the farm cafeteria, Lin Yue, carrying a bowl of wontons, found a relatively quiet spot to sit down. Jiang Li, as always, was with the little puppy; aside from class time, Lin Yue hadn't seen her for quite some time.
"Hi, Lin Yue, may I sit next to you?" Tang Shiting stood by the table with a tray in his hand, smiling gently.
Lin Yue suddenly looked up, her mouth still full of wontons, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster. "Teacher Tang?" she exclaimed in surprise after realizing what was happening. "Of course you can sit here, sit wherever you like."
Tang Shiting sat down opposite her with a smile, and then began to chat about this and that. From coursework to daily life, from hobbies to future plans, the topics came one after another without stopping, truly befitting a lecturer.
Lin Yue ate her wontons while agreeing with him, but she felt there was something more to his words, so she couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Tang, you can just say what you want to say directly." Listening to him beat around the bush like this was exhausting.
"The teacher said you're the smartest..." Tang Shiting's true colors couldn't be hidden any longer.
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When Song Yunzheng got home from get off work, Lin Yue rushed over excitedly as soon as he stepped through the door. "Honey, you're back!" she said, handing him his shoes and helping him hang up his coat.
"What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" Song Yunzheng stared at her suspiciously.
Lin Yue was taken aback. After arranging the shoes, she straightened up, a fawning smile spreading across her face. She pushed him towards the living room and said coquettishly, "How could I? I'm not a troublemaker. I just thought you worked too hard. What? Aren't you happy to see me suddenly becoming so diligent?" As she finished speaking, she didn't forget to wink at him playfully.
"Just say what you want to say. Don't try any fancy tricks on me. Being obedient is the biggest help you can give me." She still needs to work on her wits if she wants to play mind games with him.
Song Yunzheng walked past her and went straight into the bedroom to change his clothes before cooking for her.
Lin Yue followed him around like a little shadow, asking, "Honey, I heard you have a class reunion every year? I'm so envious! I don't have one. Are class reunions fun? Where do you all go for your reunions?" She deliberately probed him, looking like a curious little kitten.
Song Yunzheng took off his coat in front of her as if no one else was there, then leisurely took out his loungewear and put it on. Lin Yue saw this and quickly covered her eyes, turning her back to him.
Seeing her reaction, Song Yunzheng couldn't help but tease her, "How pathetic!" She didn't even dare to look at him, even though she used to think about pouncing on him all the time.
"Tang Shiting is looking for you?" Song Yunzheng was too lazy to beat around the bush with this kid and got straight to the point.
How did you know?
"It's written all over your face."
"Hmm? No way." Lin Yue hurriedly rubbed her cheeks, and her fair face turned red in just a few rubs.
He knew perfectly well that every year at this time, Tang Shiting would be like a persistent leech, racking his brains to get him to attend the class reunion, but he had never succeeded. Today, this guy was quite clever; he changed his target and started with the young girl, asking her to be his persuader.
"Do you want to go?" Song Yunzheng asked with a smile, looking at her tenderly.
He has never publicly announced his marriage. Now, it's time to introduce her to his friends so that people don't mistakenly think he's still single.
"Can I go?" Lin Yue's big, watery eyes were full of joy.
"Of course, if you want to."
Unable to contain her excitement, Lin Yue leaped up and easily landed on his waist, hugging his neck tightly and leaving a sweet kiss on his lips. "Husband, you're so good."
Song Yunzheng gently supported her bottom, affectionately rubbed her small nose, and said softly, "It's good that you know. I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."
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Tang Shiting booked the meeting place at Opera Bombaya at 7 p.m.
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