You're my wife, don't doubt it!

He glanced at the righteous knight, who sheepishly took three steps back and left.

"What's wrong, Mommy Meow?" Xiao Yao gently patted Shen Jie's back. "You have something to tell Daddy Wang."

"My mom is pregnant," Shen Jie said, looking up at Xiao Yao quietly.

"What the heck?" Xiao Yao didn't immediately understand what she was talking about.

"My stepmother is pregnant," Shen Jie said again.

The wind outside the window blows the bell inside.

The people inside the window are part of the scenery outside.

Forgive my youthful poetic sensibilities.

Please forgive my rambling and incoherent advice.

"What the hell? How did you know?!" Xiao Yao asked Shen Jie.

"Yan Xiao told me," Shen Jie said.

“Yan Xiao? Yeah, why didn’t she come today?” Xiao Yao said.

“She’s here, but she just went to the restroom, so you didn’t see her,” Shen Jie told Xiao Yao.

“Okay, so you’re pregnant. I already knew,” Xiao Yao said to Shen Jie. “Didn’t I tell you? You from 2034 already told me that you have a younger brother, I think he was born in 05. I can’t quite remember, but it’s pretty much the same.”

Forgive my youthful poetry and sentimentality,

Please forgive my rambling and incoherent advice;

Afterwards, when spring flowers bloom and the autumn moon shines bright,

The winter sun sets, and summer insects chirp.

Who will sing and who will listen?

Who cried out for youth, and who will answer...?

“I finally know why he stopped contacting me,” Shen Jie said blankly.

“Him?” Xiao Yao said, “No, you…”

"Didn't you ever think about it?" Shen Jie's tone became agitated: "Why were we able to go home so easily? My dad didn't rush to your grandma's house to arrest you, nor did he arrange any surveillance around your grandma's house?"

"..." Xiao Yao was speechless.

“Because he doesn’t want me anymore, do you understand?” Shen Jie said softly.

"How did you come up with this idea?" Xiao Yao asked somewhat haltingly.

"You ruined your main account, so you started a new one. You play games, haven't you heard that saying before?" Shen Jie suddenly laughed, looking very happy.

Xiao Yao: "..."

“He and…that woman have been together for all these years, but they’ve never had a child,” Shen Jie’s voice sounded like she was talking to herself. “I asked him why, and he said he was afraid that if his stepmother had a child, she would bully me. He wanted to give me all his love…”

"You actually believe that? He's lying to you!" Xiao Yao growled. "He's just spouting empty words!"

“Because I disappointed him, he didn’t want me anymore, so he asked my stepmother for another child, which is why he hasn’t looked for me for so long…” Shen Jie said like Xianglin’s wife.

"Wake up!" Xiao Yao shook Shen Jie's shoulders forcefully. "Listen carefully, in the original timeline, he and your Aunt Luo had your brother around this time. This has absolutely nothing to do with whether you're obedient or not, or whether you've disappointed him. Your family is large and powerful, so he naturally wants to diversify his risks..."

"Beauty fades, youthful heart grows old."

The strings of the zither broke, and my old friend was gone.

Who will sing and who will listen?

Who shouted for youth—

The word "spring" was abruptly cut off halfway through the song, and then the entire bar was filled with the live commentary from CCTV5. Cheers were heard on TV and outside the bar, and some people even started blowing small trumpets with a "whoosh whoosh" sound.

This situation is just like the Chinese national football team has already won the championship trophy, Xiao Yao thought.

Before the match started, everyone in the bar stood up and sang the national anthem along with the men's football players on TV. Xiao Yao had no choice but to quickly pull Shen Jie to stand on the ground as well.

"How about I go back with you if you're not in the mood anymore?" Xiao Yao whispered to Shen Jie.

"Look." Shen Jie wiped her face like a cat and answered succinctly, "Watching the game."

Like everyone else in the bar, her eyes were fixed on the high-mounted color television.

"Okay," Xiao Yao thought.

“He must be watching too. He watches the game just like everyone else,” Shen Jie suddenly said.

"Ah, ah." Xiao Yao patted Shen Jie's shoulder: "Dad is watching too."

"With a long whistle from Alfahari, the match begins, with the Japanese team kicking off first..." the commentator's voice came from the television.

This was Xiao Yao's first time watching a game, but he had heard Shen Tianyun describe it many times before—it was a familiar yet completely unfamiliar experience of watching the game.

While watching the game—though his mind wasn't really on it—Xiao Yao put his arm around Shen Jie's shoulder and gently patted her, as if he were lulling a baby in a cradle to sleep.

Shen Jie, on the other hand, seemed to have focused all her attention on the football match.

The first 20 minutes of the match were relatively uneventful overall, but there was a general feeling of being completely dominated, which was quite frustrating to watch.

The atmosphere in the bar also became somber under this dull rhythm.

Xiao Yao thought that the midfield, led by Zheng Zhi, didn't have much ability to create opportunities.

The boy glanced down at his phone, and as the match approached the 22nd minute, he held his breath.

"It's coming," Xiao Yao whispered to Shen Jie.

"Hmm." The girl's expression also began to tense up.

At this point, the Japanese team is awarded a free kick.

"Danger!" the commentator on TV shouted, and Xiao Yao and Shen Jie trembled.

Before Xiao Yao could even see what was happening, the ball had already rolled into the Chinese national team's goal.

"The Japanese team hit the ball to the far post and then headed it back," the commentator said. "It seems that it was headed on by number 15, Takashi Fukushi. This was the Japanese team's first shot on goal, around the 22nd and a half minute mark of the first half... The Japanese team scored first, and their first shot on goal was indeed from a free kick..."

The commentator on TV was still rambling on and on, accompanied by images of Japanese players in blue jerseys running, cheering, and hugging, while the bar erupted in chaos.

A sense of loss and silence enveloped the entire space for a moment, then, as the Japanese players celebrated, an angry roar and boos erupted.

Zhang Jialong's face turned ashen, and he slammed his fist on the table.

A wave of immense anger swept through the crowd. Some fans stood up and pounded on the tables, while others booed and roared loudly, the sounds echoing throughout the bar.

The long-haired "hero of justice" smashed his beer mug on the ground, making a sharp sound of shattering glass. Xiongji clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with anger, as if he himself were on the field.

The outburst of emotion made the entire bar tense and uneasy, creating a tense atmosphere.

Amidst this sadness, anger, and grief, two people were secretly gloating. They exchanged glances, trying their best to hide their happiness from others.

Everything is proceeding according to plan.

Chapter 338 The Stalker in the Rainy Night?

2023-09-28

Amidst this sadness, anger, and grief, two people were secretly gloating. They exchanged glances, trying their best to hide their happiness from others.

Everything is proceeding according to plan.

"Everyone, calm down!" Xiao Yao shouted to reassure everyone. "The game has only just begun. It's no use laughing early. The one who laughs last is the winner—we will definitely be able to turn the score around!"

The commotion in the bar gradually subsided, and everyone resumed their focused watching of the game. The bar owner quietly came out and began cleaning up the broken glasses on the floor.

"I will make it up to you," said the righteous knight.

"It's nothing, it's nothing," the bar owner waved his hand.

Although the noise subsided, Xiao Yao could still clearly feel the... anxious? tense atmosphere permeating the bar.

It was an atmosphere so intense that you didn't dare to breathe.

However, Xiao Yao knew that this stressful situation wouldn't last long.

He glanced at the time on his phone, squeezed Shen Jie's small hand, and secretly revealed a confident smile.

“The player at the far post passed the ball over,” Daiyu said to Yan Xiao. “Actually, the mistake in this play was in marking the player at the far post. Fukushi Takashi’s position wasn’t great, but he jumped backward and controlled his body very well, heading the ball into the goal… Oh dear! Could it have gone in?”

"Great shot!" Xiao Yao shouted first.

"It's been wiped in!"

"Send it again!"

"Goal! Goal!!"

Amidst the deafening shouts of the fans in the bar, Yan Song dribbled the ball laterally down the left flank and passed it to the center. Veteran Li Ming unleashed a left-footed shot from the edge of the penalty area, sending the ball flying into the bottom left corner and leveling the score at 1-1.

"Li Ming, number 21! He equalized the score for China in the 30th minute of the first half!" the commentator on TV shouted excitedly.

"It's so beautiful," another commentator echoed.

"It was indeed a combination between two young players. After Yan Song (number 22) broke through on the left wing, he cut inside and passed the ball into the penalty area, where Li Ming (number 21) got to it in time!"

"That shot was so sudden, so very sudden, so very sudden..."