Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

"Teacher's wife said you're a wood sign." Wen Xi recalled Yin Fangfang's words.

Suddenly, I felt that the wooden character was a good match for He Tingchu in front of me.

"Wood? Me?" He Tingchu pointed to himself incredulously.

How could that be? He's a well-known "double dog" at Kyoto University, his reputation is legendary.

"Hmm..." Wen Xi smiled slightly, opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and fastened his seatbelt.

He Tingchu was speechless, and his previously excited eyes dimmed a little.

He sat in the driver's seat, and before starting the car, he took out his marriage certificate from his pocket, placed it on the center console, and snapped a picture with his phone.

He opened WeChat and started typing. Wen Xi turned his head and stared at him for a moment.

"Wait, you're not going to post this on WeChat Moments, are you?"

He Tingchu's fingers froze, then he slowly spat them out.

"My profession doesn't allow me to hide my true marital status."

His personal information will be published on Kyoto University's official website, and his marital status must not be falsified.

"There's no need to announce it so publicly..." Wen Xi paused, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"I didn't say I wanted to keep our marriage a secret, did I?" The man's eyes instantly turned icy.

What, is he some kind of lowlife?

So, we can't go public with our marriage after we get married?

Wen Xi clenched her fists, calmed herself, and tried to communicate with him.

"You are a renowned professor at Kyoto University, and I am a student. If the teachers and students at Kyoto University find out, it won't have a good impact, especially on your positive image as a teacher..."

"Which rule at Peking University says that teachers can't marry students? Besides, you're not my student, and I haven't committed any moral misconduct..." He Tingchu rubbed his temples, suppressing the anger that had been building up in his chest.

"...I haven't even enrolled yet. If word gets out that I'm marrying you, people will suspect that I was admitted to Peking University because of you... But I got in on my own merit... I... I'm not a person with connections, and I didn't use any back channels..." Wen Xi's eyes were bloodshot.

She felt wronged instantly. She didn't want people to question whether she had obtained her admission to Peking University through irregular means because of a marriage certificate.

...

He Tingchu turned off his phone and slammed it onto the center console.

This reason was enough to convince him.

"I won't reveal your identity, you can rest assured... but I still need to report my marriage." He Tingchu said with a dark face, stepping on the gas.

The Bentley drove away quickly.

In the enclosed space, the two remained silent, the atmosphere deathly still.

Wen Xi's fingertips gripped the seatbelt tightly, his knuckles turning white.

After a long pause, she took a deep breath, breaking the suffocating atmosphere inside the car.

"Brother Tingchu, I'll get off here. I can go back by myself. Don't bother me..."

She actually said she was troubling him.

He Tingchu's forehead throbbed again. He parked the car in a safe spot; some things needed to be made clear at once.

"Wen Xi, what is our relationship now?"

"...marital relationship." Wen Xi's eyes were timid.

"Then what should you call me?" He pointed to his face.

"Husband...husband..." Upon hearing this, Wen Xi's ears turned bright red...

"Excuse me, do other wives say 'it's troublesome' to their husbands? Do they call them 'Brother Tingchu'? If you don't want to give yourself away, Mrs. He, could you please cooperate and act convincingly?"

"Hmm..." Wen Xi nodded vigorously.

"May I take my wife home now?"

"Um…"

The car started again and headed towards Yingyue Mansion.

Silence returned to the car. Wen Xi hung his head, silent, looking like a schoolboy being scolded by his teacher for doing something wrong. He Tingchu tried to change the subject to ease the tense atmosphere.

"When do I report for duty?"

"This weekend."

"Where do you plan to live?" He Tingchu meant to ask which apartment they would live in in the future.

If Wen Xi wants to live in Yingyue Mansion, he will cooperate with her to move there.

Yingyue Mansion is, after all, a house under her name, so she would feel more comfortable living there.

Of course, if he insists on living in the groom's house after marriage, he is prepared; he also owns a well-furnished large apartment near Peking University.

Wen Xi blinked and said in a serious tone,

"Staying in the dormitory..."

"..." He Tingchu felt a pang of sadness.

Wen Xi never plays by the rules.

He hadn't thought of that answer.

"Graduate students are in double rooms, but dormitories at Peking University are in short supply, so it might be a four-person room..." He Tingchu tried to suppress his disappointment and hinted wildly.

"I also had a four-person dorm room during my undergraduate studies, which was great. I can ask my advisor if they can arrange a two-person room for me; I'd be so grateful..."

Looking for a tutor?

Look for Gu Lianyu.

Damn, he almost forgot about this pretty boy.

"Qiqi," He Tingchu's tone softened considerably.

His voice was so soothing; it felt like her ears were pregnant.

He was so fierce just a moment ago, how could he change so quickly?

"?" Wen Xi was startled by the voice and broke out in a cold sweat.

Huh, what's wrong with He Tingchu?

Just a moment ago he was as fierce as his dean of students, but now he's like a gentle little lamb.

Could it be that this man is two-faced?

"Um, would you like to switch to a more qualified mentor?"

"No need, Professor Gu is very capable. Although he is young, he is an authority in cardiology."

"There's another professor at Kyoto University, he's the true titan of our field... I can introduce you..."

"No need. If I change tutors now, what will Teacher Gu think? He'll be sad. I'm fine as I am. I'll be content even if I only learn a little bit of Teacher Gu's knowledge. No need to trouble yourself. Besides, isn't he your good friend? Oh, please, please don't tell Teacher Gu about my relationship with you. Please, please..." Wen Xi clasped his hands together, instantly becoming humble.

She actually said that Gu Lianyu would be sad?

He Tingchu felt extremely uncomfortable with chest tightness.

Ignore the idiot.

Professor He's negotiations ultimately failed.

They arrived at Yingyue Manor. Finally, they could get rid of He Tingchu. Wen Xi visibly cheered, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

The Bentley was parked in the underground garage. Wen Xi quickly got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and pulled out four suitcases in one go.

"Well, you can go now."

"Are you sure you can handle this?" He Tingchu pointed to the four large boxes behind her.

"OK."

"I don't have class today, let me help you. Besides, I haven't visited my father-in-law and mother-in-law yet..." He Tingchu took out the gifts he had prepared from the trunk.

There were all sorts of nutritional supplements, tobacco, and alcohol, etc., which was what had been waiting for her there.

She couldn't refuse this courtesy.

"Tingchu, you're here..." Wen Shiyuan had just returned from the company when he encountered the young couple in the underground parking garage.

"Dad." The two said in unison.

"Come on, let's go upstairs quickly." Wen Shiyuan's assistant tactfully carried the luggage.

The four of them carried all the gifts and luggage upstairs in one go.

"It's enough that you came, why bring so many gifts..." Grandma Wen said with a big smile.

"Grandma, this bird's nest is for you. Dad, this blue and white porcelain vase is for you. I know you like to study blue and white porcelain. This is a unique piece. And this Shu brocade is for Mom... It has a graceful and elegant feel..." He Tingchu took out the various gifts she had prepared in an orderly manner.

The smiles of Wen Shiyuan and his wife never faded.

"Thank you so much, Tingchu. I love it so much." Wen Shiyuan played with the blue and white porcelain in his hand, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Wen Xi lay lazily on the sofa, coldly watching him and his parents exchange pleasantries, thinking that now that the gifts were given, his parents should see the guests off.

Two hours passed, and He Tingchu was still chatting with Wen Shiyuan in the flower hall. It was almost dinner time, so why was he still dawdling around?

Wen Xi couldn't hold back any longer, so he strolled to the flower hall and began seeing off the guests.

"Dad, it's getting late, don't keep that professor waiting."