Chapter 66 Wife

This answer was indeed unexpected for Wang Yang.

He and Shen Le'an met in high school and then came to City A together after taking the college entrance exam.

In his mind, it was always Shen Le who dumped others, making them suffer terribly.

This is really strange.

Wang Yang couldn't help but lean forward, gossiping, "He broke up with you?"

Shen Le'an shook his head.

"What happened?"

Shen Le'an smiled disdainfully, his eyes narrowing slightly. "I pursued him, but he rejected me."

"Oh, I see." Wang Yang was a little disappointed and corrected him, "Then this isn't called heartbreak, it's called unrequited love."

Shen Le'an disliked hearing this.

Because it completely touched his sore spot, forcing him to confront this fact.

"Shut up."

Shen Le'an glanced coldly at Wang Yang, who immediately booed.

After that, they stopped talking and silently drank their beverages.

Shen Le'an lost interest in staying any longer; he felt that coming here to drink today was a mistake.

Not only did he not forget Wang Yan, but as he drank more, he even had the urge to call him.

I want to ask Wang Yan, what exactly should I do to give him a chance?

Does he only agree to be with Wang Yan if I bring him the nude photos I took from Xiao Xiong?

He didn't want to do something so despicable and perverted.

But he had no other choice.

After finishing his last glass of wine, Shen Le'an staggered to his feet. "I have class tomorrow morning, so I'll be going now."

Wang Yang nodded repeatedly, without trying to stop him.

Stepping out of the bar, Shen Le'an inhaled the crisp, cold air and exhaled heavily.

The snowflakes on the streets have been swept away, and there is no trace of snowfall from last night.

He smirked and strode away.

The alarm clock rang on time the next morning.

Shen Le'an subconsciously raised his hand to turn off the alarm clock, and then lay in bed for another five minutes.

Five minutes later, he finally got out of bed.

He did have class at eight o'clock this morning.

After washing up and having a quick breakfast, Shen Le'an headed to school.

He walked into the classroom as soon as the bell rang. There were no seats left in the back row, so Shen Le'an simply sat in the first row.

Anyway, it doesn't matter where he sits, it won't disturb his sleep.

As the teacher walked onto the podium, Shen Le'an yawned.

He lay on the table, letting sleepiness wash over him.

Before he could even fall into a deep sleep, he could faintly hear singing.

"You have no idea how difficult it is to hide this secret."

"Every time I see you, my heart races."

Every time we brush past each other, I want to confess my love to you.

"You don't know I love you, you don't know how much I love you."

The voice was so familiar that Shen Le'an thought he was hallucinating.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the source of the sound.

"Sorry, teacher, I forgot to silence my phone."

She was the girl sitting in the last row.

She was nervously trying to explain, her cheeks flushed red.

The teacher didn't say anything and continued lecturing, as if the incident from earlier had never happened.

But for Shen Le'an, it was impossible for him to pretend that it had never happened.

His heart felt as if it had been thrown into the air, and he felt as if he was about to touch a corner of the sky.

The secret is about to be revealed to him.

His drowsiness vanished instantly, and he looked forward to the end of get out of class.

For the first time, I felt that forty-five minutes had passed so slowly.

The bell finally rang, and Shen Le'an stood up without hesitation and walked towards the girl sitting in the last row.

He gently tapped on her table and greeted her, "Hello."

Although they were in the same class, Shen Le'an didn't have much contact with them, to the point that he didn't even know their names.

The girl turned to look at Shen Le'an, somewhat surprised.

"What's up?"

Shen Le'an's lips curled up slightly, revealing his most friendly smile: "I think your ringtone is very nice, so I wanted to ask who the original singer is."

The girl was pleasantly surprised; nothing makes her happier than recommending her favorite celebrity to others.

"The original singer is Su Yueming. You can listen to all his albums; they're all great!" the girl assured him confidently. "Really."

When the girl uttered the name Su Yueming, Shen Le'an paused for a few seconds.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he was still shocked.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence of names?

Is he famous?

Shen Le asked instinctively.

“Of course, tickets to his concerts are incredibly hard to come by.” The girl lowered her eyes, looking somewhat forlorn. “I’ve never managed to get one.”

Shen Le'an nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you, I understand."

Returning to his seat, Shen Le'an immediately took out his phone, opened Baidu, and began searching for all information and photos of Su Yueming.

It's true that the more anxious you are, the worse the signal becomes.

As Shen Le'an watched the loading photo of Su Yueming, he felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart.

As the school bell rang, the photos finally loaded.

Shen Le'an stared at Su Yueming's photo on his phone, his hands trembling as he raised them to cover his eyes.

Her exposed high nose bridge, sexy lips, and smooth jawline perfectly match Wang Yan's boyfriend.

It's truly unexpected that her boyfriend would be Su Yueming.

Imprisonment once again entered his mind.

This makes sense; otherwise, how could a big star under the spotlight have any interaction with an unknown university teacher?

This realization crashed over Shen Le'an like a surging sea, making him tremble with uncontrollable excitement.

He knew this was an opportunity.

This is a way to obtain Wang Yan without resorting to despicable means.

Since it's imprisonment, Su Yueming definitely wants to leave.

Let's grant Shen Le's wish.

It's best if you leave and never come back!

Shen Le'an smiled with satisfaction, already having a plan in mind.

After Wang Yan stopped going to work, he spent almost every day with Su Yueming.

The two embraced each other tightly like conjoined twins.

But if things go like this every day, it's inevitable that things will escalate to the point of accidental conflict.

Whenever this happens, they tacitly give each other time to calm down.

Su Yueming stopped because there was nothing at home, such as lubricant...

Wang Yan didn't continue because Su Yueming released him first and withdrew his hand from inside his clothes.

He couldn't very well hold Su Yueming's hand and let him continue.

That seems a bit too thirsty.

It wasn't that Wang Yan was too proud to admit his mistake; rather, he cared about Su Yueming's opinion.

I can't help but want to be reserved in front of someone I like.

"Honey, you smell so good."

Su Yueming spoke like a pervert, his warm breath spraying onto the back of Wang Yan's neck.

He instinctively shrank his neck because it was really itchy.

"Don't call me that."

Wang Yan had wanted to bring this up for a long time.

"Then what should I call you?"

Su Yueming chuckled softly, "Wife?"