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

Shen Jie took the cat out by herself to get it vaccinated, dewormed, and spayed/neutered—the whole process.

Xiao Yao wanted to go with her, but it was raining lightly, and Yu Luying was reluctant to go out.

Just as she was caught in a dilemma, Shen Jie said, "It's okay, I'll go by myself, it's really fine."

So Xiao Yao and Yu Luying spent the entire afternoon doing their homework together at the dining table in their bedroom.

If Xiao Yao remembered correctly, this was the first time since the symbiotic distance had been shortened to five meters and he and Yu Luying had "broken up" that the two of them had been alone in a small, enclosed private indoor space.

This is somewhat awkward, somewhat subtle, and somewhat strange.

In fact, in the days since the "breakup," Xiao Yao's feelings about the matter have been somewhat unreal.

After all, apart from the issue of their private status (title), there seemed to be no substantial change in their interactions and relationships.

In terms of physical contact...?

Xiao Yao looked up at Yu Luying, who was concentrating on writing her test paper, and felt a little restless, wanting to test her.

But I'm not quite sure I dare to.

But I also kind of want to.

But I'm still a little hesitant.

Just as he was lost in thought, Yu Luying suddenly raised her head and looked directly into his eyes with bright eyes.

Xiao Yao immediately looked away guiltily.

“You and your sister,” Yu Luying cleared her throat, “Ah! What exactly did you and Shen Jie do that day?”

"What?" Xiao Yao could hardly believe his ears.

Chapter 363 Is it acceptable for one son-in-law to have two wives?

2023-10-28

“You and your sister,” Yu Luying cleared her throat, “Ah! What exactly did you and Shen Jie do that day?”

"What?" Xiao Yao could hardly believe his ears.

"It's nothing." Yu Luying immediately looked away.

"What did you just ask me?" Xiao Yao persisted.

"Fine, if you can't hear me, then forget it!" Yu Luying widened her eyes and answered loudly.

Xiao Yao was initially confused, but soon his brows relaxed.

……

"Young master, please have some self-respect!" Yu Luying stood up halfway, holding the square stool under her buttocks with both hands, and moved three steps back to block the entrance door of Shen Tianyun's bedroom.

Xiao Yao reached out and placed his hand on the wardrobe door, forming a "wall slam" gesture.

Yu Luying was panting heavily, staring at him for three seconds.

Xiao Yao did not make any further rash moves, but was just thinking about what he should say.

Just then, the sound of a door opening and footsteps came from the photo room.

Xiao Yao and Yu Luying both shuddered. The former quickly withdrew his hand, while the latter crouched down, trying to crawl out from under Xiao Yao's armpit.

If it were Shen Jie doing this, it would be relatively easy, but Yu Luying is so tall... As a result, her forehead just bumped directly into Xiao Yao's arm.

"Ouch!" "Ouch!" The two men groaned simultaneously, clutching their foreheads.

In just a short while, the cat mother appeared at the bedroom door, carrying her cat.

"What are you two doing?" Shen Jie asked in a strange tone, then her tone changed from "strange" to "unfriendly": "What have you two been doing the moment I'm not home?"

Yu Luying opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Just then, the sound of a door opening came from the photo room again.

"Grandma's back from grocery shopping," Yu Luying said, lowering her head and squeezing past Shen Jie. "I'll go help!"

“Hey hey——”

Yu Luying left.

Shen Jie looked displeased, glanced at the void a couple of times, and finally, while stroking the cat's head, her gaze fell on Xiao Yao's face again.

"Clatter clatter clatter clatter..." Xiao Yao went up to her: "Mimi?"

The dog seemed even more unhappy than Shen Jie. It suddenly jumped off the sofa, its rear end still wrapped in gauze, and disappeared under the sofa.

"Hey, dog!" Shen Jie said anxiously, "We still need to change the gauze and apply medicine later."

“Oh no,” Xiao Yao commented, “They’re angry with you.”

Shen Jie glared at him and said, "If it were you, wouldn't you be angry?"

"Don't be angry," Xiao Yao smiled, "I'll just kill you directly."

"Hmph!" Shen Jie sneered, moved the stool back to the dining table, and placed her schoolbag on it.

“Wait until it’s in a better mood,” Xiao Yao said, sitting back down in his wooden chair. “Talk to it. It’s a stray cat, you know. These past few days it’s made a mess of cat poop and pee everywhere, the house smells terrible—it has litter but it just won’t use it. Grandma doesn’t say anything, but she’s really upset about it…”

"I understand," Shen Jie said sullenly.

"..."

"..."

Xiao Yao finished two homework problems, then peeked at Shen Jie and said, "You're not doing your homework and you're not..."

After thinking for a moment, he still left out the second half of the sentence, "You're not even going to help the old folks," and said, "What are you looking at here for?"

"I've been busy all day, can't I come back and rest and relax for a while?" Shen Jie pouted.

"Okay, okay," Xiao Yao said. "If you can't solve the problem, just ask me."

"You're awesome now, huh?" Shen Jie rolled her eyes.

"What the hell are you reading?" Xiao Yao reached out and lifted the large book in front of Shen Jie, flipping to the cover: "The Rebirth of the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King's Son-in-Law in Online Games, what kind of garbage is this?"

"Just looking at it for fun," Shen Jie said in a relatively light tone, "It's actually quite pretty."

"What's so good about it? Just looking at the title makes me lose my appetite, okay?" Xiao Yao complained. "Reading this kind of stuff will only make your taste worse and worse."

“You have good taste,” Shen Jie said again, her tone turning irritable. “Does having good taste mean you only read ‘The Emperor of Science Fiction’?”

“I’m not talking about just ‘Science Fiction Emperor’,” Xiao Yao explained.

"Then what are you going to read, what are you going to read, what are you going to read?" Shen Jie said, "You're only allowed to read modern poetry, right?"

“Not modern poetry, you can read literary classics from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign,” Xiao Yao said. “Do you know the list of 100 books recommended by the Ministry of Education for middle school students in the new curriculum standards for Chinese language education? Let me find it for you.”

“One hundred books,” Shen Jie sneered, “One hundred books, you read one hundred world literature classics in three years of high school, and you don’t have to take the college entrance exam except for Chinese, right?”

“That’s not what I meant…” Xiao Yao said.

"Xiao Yao, let me tell you, stop spouting nonsense and acting all high and mighty with me," Shen Jie said ramblingly. "Going to school is already tiring enough, and when you get home you still have to do homework, take care of your husband and daughter, and carefully serve your aunt with a smile."

Xiao Yao was stunned: "?"

Shen Jie continued, "I just don't want to use my brain. I just want to relax and watch something that doesn't require much brainpower, is that not allowed?"

"Fine, fine, fine." Xiao Yao raised his hands in surrender.

"Keep babbling on and on," Shen Jie continued irritably, "Do you even understand what I'm saying?"

“I understand,” Xiao Yao said. “It’s all about entertainment.”

"you!--"

"Where did you buy this book?" Xiao Yao changed the subject, "The printing quality is terrible."

"I borrowed it from my classmate Z...who would know?" Shen Jie buried her head in "The Ladder of Human Progress" again.

Xiao Yao gave Shen Jie a meaningful look, then reached for the ringing landline.

"Hey?"

"Hello?" A pleasant female voice came from the other end of the receiver, tinged with nervousness, shyness, and caution.

Xiao Yao was taken aback: "Who are you?"

"I...I..." The person on the other end hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "I am Zhao Xiaomei."

Ah, that familiar taste.

Why is this happening again?!

"Is there something you need?" Xiao Yao asked in a low voice.

"Ah I."

"It's not convenient right now," Xiao Yao interrupted her abruptly. "Let's talk about it at school."

"Ah, okay." Zhao Xiaomei said timidly, "Then I'm sorry to bother you. I was too presumptuous."

As he spoke, he hurriedly and proactively hung up the phone.

Yes, this Zhao Xiaomei is different from the Zhao Xiaomei of the past.