The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 59

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The man only replied with a short "mm," not saying what he was actually planning to do.

Qi Zhen knew he was busy with work, so she didn't bother him too much.

Today was also her first day back at school.

Qi Zhen strolled into the classroom right on the edge of class time like she always did, but then noticed her favorite seat was still empty. Except there was a cup of milk tea and some breakfast on it, and a tall guy sitting next to it.

Someone must've already taken the spot, so she quietly slipped to the last row.

The tall, quiet guy: "......"

Right after she sat down, a few students next to the tall guy all turned to shush him, pushing and nudging him, breaking into wild pig-squeal laughter.

Qi Zhen didn't really notice. She was too busy digging around for a pen, couldn't find one, and started getting anxious.

Last semester, she had actually been pretty serious. Even though she wasn't on campus much except for class, she still took notes and paid attention like a proper student during lectures.

Totally tuned out the world outside the window, sitting in the front row with perfect posture, even if her mind often wandered off, at least her attitude looked right.

But this semester was different. Ever since getting a husband, she'd lost all interest in school and even forgot to bring a pen.

She turned to the chubby classmate next to her for help, "Hey, can I borrow a pen?"

The chubby guy's face suddenly turned the color of raw liver. Flustered, he yanked open his pencil case and grabbed five or six pens all at once.

Qi Zhen: "Thanks."

There was only one class today. After it ended, she slipped out through the back door. Around noon, Jing Zi came back and asked her, "Did you meet any weird people in class today?"

Qi Zhen shook her head like a rattle while sipping on a milk box straw.

Jing Zi sighed: "You're way too dense."

She went on, "You know that student council president in our department? The one with the last name Dang?"

Qi Zhen slowly showed a surprised expression.

She really wanted to comment that Dang was a very upright-sounding name, but decided not to say anything.

Jingzi, exasperated, handed her half a box of egg yolk pastries.

Qi Zhen started munching, her fingers getting all oily.

Jing Zi got straight to the point: "That upperclassman's planning to chase you."

After someone dug up his identity from a post on the campus BBS, he got publicly roasted. Now everyone knew he was creepily obsessed with a younger girl.

Apparently, after hearing about someone gifting her that pink diamond crown, Senior Dang couldn't take it anymore and decided to make a move. He already sent over a hundred WeChat red envelopes to both Li Yuanyuan and Qi Zhen.

But neither of them accepted.

Qi Zhen: "I didn't know."

Jing Zi: "He probably has your WeChat, right?"

Qi Zhen thought for a bit: "Maybe he added me, but I reject everyone I don't recognize."

Jing Zi: "......"

Jing Zi said, "If he confesses to you, don't freak out and cry."

Qi Zhen said sweetly, "I won't."

She'd gotten confessions all her life. It wasn't a big deal. If someone confessed, she could just respond politely and clearly. It wasn't something to stress over.

Jing Zi went back to reading, while Qi Zhen sneakily sent a message to her husband.

Qi Zhen: [Our student council president's trying to chase me, what should I do?]

Her tail twitched, all fluffy, swaying behind her.

Husband: [Tell him you already have a husband.]

Qi Zhen, puffing up with anger: [No.]

Husband: [I'll try to drop by your school in a few days.]

Qi Zhen: [Why though, it's just one guy crushing on me, can you not.]

Husband teasing the child: [Should I donate a new building to your department?]

Qi Zhen rejected it on behalf of the school without hesitation: [No way! Our department building is fine.]

Husband: [It's not just one.]

Qi Zhen sat cross-legged, confused: [......What do you mean?]

Husband: [People are into you. Because I'm also a man.]

Qi Zhen blushed a little, sulking: [Anyway, you're not allowed to donate a building.]

Yu Jingxing smiled and just switched the topic: [How was your first day of class?]

Qi Zhen told him honestly she forgot to bring a pen, didn't take any notes, (was thinking about her husband) and didn't catch anything.

Yu Jingxing told her that back when he was in college in the U.S., his class notes were still neatly saved on his computer.

He had notes full to the brim for every class, sorted into folders, could be used as study templates. Even elective classes were recorded the same way.

Qi Zhen huffed, rested her chin on her palm and typed: [Hmm, saved on your ancient Windows XP system from the early 2000s?]

Husband: [......]

Yu Jingxing calmly typed: [Doesn't matter if it's old or not. As long as it works.]

The old man was still stubborn. Nothing wrong with admitting he was older—Qi Zhen didn't even mind.

Then her husband told her: [Don't drink anything cold lately, okay? Be good.]

Qi Zhen felt an extra wave of anxiety hit her.

Pregnancy tests don't show accurate results until a couple days later—it's not something you can test right after doing it. She was still kind of scared.

Qi Zhen let out a soft hum in response.

Her dorm took turns getting breakfast, but Li Yuanyuan and the others all told her not to get up early anymore—she could sleep in as long as she wanted, breakfast would be ready. They were already treating her like she was pregnant.

Qi Zhen gently touched her belly.

Didn't feel like anything, just a soft and warm little tummy.

Qi Zhen tried to be like Jingzi and read her coursebook for a while, but after less than ten minutes, her mind wandered off.

Her phone made the first move—dragging her into the rabbit hole of scrolling.

The past couple days, thanks to Yu Jingxing, the top few trending topics on Weibo were all related to him. Even Mei Hesheng had jumped in with a massive giveaway.

Good thing Li Yuanyuan wasn't in the dorm. If she were, there'd be nonstop screaming right now.

Mei Hesheng: Repost and tag a friend. Each of you, say one nice thing about my daughter-in-law. I'll pick the 30 most accurate compliments and give each of those fans 100,000 RMB plus a personally signed autograph from my son (which I had him sign and mail to me two days ago).

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