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

This...this is hard to appreciate.

Wen Xi blushed terribly. Was this something she was supposed to be doing?

Where is she?

This man has such a thick skin.

Wen Xi was starting to question her life choices, but she still gritted her teeth and obediently went to the men's underwear section. Standing alone in a row of men's underwear, completely at a loss, she attracted a lot of attention. But what size men's underwear did she wear again?

She didn't ask.

A thoughtful sales assistant came over to ask if she needed help.

"Miss, would you like to buy men's underwear?"

"..." Wen Xi nodded vigorously, but a blush crept onto her fair face.

The sales assistant, with her keen eye, could tell at a glance that it was for a boyfriend or husband.

"You're picking this out for your boyfriend?" the sales assistant blurted out.

Wen Xi could only nod timidly.

This little girl is so shy, it's so cute!

"What's your boyfriend's size?"

"I...I don't know."

"What's his height and build like?" the sales assistant asked patiently.

"Oh, he's about 188cm tall. I don't know his weight, but he's neither fat nor thin. In short, he seems to have a great figure..." Wen Xi desperately tried to recall He Tingchu's figure in his mind.

In short, it feels really nice to touch.

The sales assistant really wanted to laugh, but she held it in.

"Then I think XXL is about right."

"Oh, I have a photo, can you take a look for me?" Wen Xi hurriedly opened the only photo and handed it to the sales assistant.

"Wow, your husband is so handsome, and he has such a great physique. He's XXL, so it can't be wrong." The saleswoman's eyes lit up when she saw the handsome man, and she moved closer.

Wen Xi quickly turned off her phone, grabbed a few pairs of dark-colored underwear, and stuffed them all into her shopping basket.

"The materials are all pretty good, aren't they!"

"Our fabric is very soft and skin-friendly, and it's also very breathable, so you can rest assured."

-

Wen Xi returned home with her purchases. She booked a courier service and chose the most expensive international courier. The courier said it would definitely arrive within three days.

The thought that He Tingchu might have only had one pair of underwear to wear all this time made her want to laugh.

Deserve it.

How slovenly must He Tingchu have become?

After sending the package, Wen Xi sent the tracking number to He Tingchu.

The reply came instantly, as if they didn't need to sleep and were working like eagles.

[Transfer, 15000 in total.] Wen Xi was deliberately messing with him.

I deliberately added an extra zero.

Soon, He Tingchu sent a picture. In the photo, on the man's slender fingers, a diamond ring with a metallic luster on his well-defined ring finger reflected a cold light.

What a beautiful, restrained hand.

I really want to touch it.

The man sent a wry smile emoji: "I'm broke, I have no money."

[How could you, a esteemed Professor He, be broke? Keep pretending!]

"My salary card is with you, Mrs. He, don't you know that?"

He suddenly called her something – Mrs. He. Wen Xi's ears turned slightly red, but she did not deny his use of the term. In name, she was indeed his wife.

whee.

"How come your salary card is with me?" Wen Xi was completely confused.

[According to our family tradition, after marriage, you must hand over your salary card. Mrs. He, could you please check if there is a black card in your wallet?]

Wen Xi suddenly remembered something. On her wedding night, after sorting through the red envelopes from her elders, she did receive several bank cards, including a black card.

She assumed it was a card given by an elder and didn't pay much attention to it.

Wen Xi opened his wallet, took out the black card, and saw the name on the magnetic stripe on the back of the card was:

HE TINGCHU.

...

Her brain briefly went blank.

Wow, does that mean she's struck it rich?

I didn't have your password, and I didn't touch your money.

The password is your birthday, the bank card is linked to your phone number, and my ID number is something you already have.

Wen Xi couldn't stop for a moment. She downloaded online banking, entered her password, and logged in. Then, a string of countless "OOOOO" appeared before her, and Wen Xi unconsciously shuddered.

"Hiccup..." Wen Xi was so startled that he hiccuped, and he couldn't stop.

Ah, marriage is wonderful.

Wen Xi gripped the blanket tightly with his legs and rolled around on the bed again and again.

Ah, I'm rich now.

I really want to give it to her dad.

Li Tingting, who was in the next bed, wasn't asleep either. Hearing her secretly hiccuping, she couldn't help but lift the mosquito net, sit up, and ask,

"Did you eat too much tonight and have indigestion?"

"Mmm, I've eaten too much, I'm so full."

"What did you eat for dinner?"

"Instant noodles, Master Kong brand."

"Oh, you should eat less junk food; it's bad for your skin."

"It's okay, I like instant noodles."

"By the way, Xiao Xi, do you remember the volunteer who carried your luggage on registration day? He was so handsome, just my type... Kyoto University isn't that big, I thought I'd run into him again, but I haven't seen him since. Do you know which college he's in?"

Wen Xi chuckled silently, remaining quiet and obediently pretending to be asleep.

"Wen Xi? Did you hear me?"

"I don't know which college he's from, we just met by chance," Wen Xi said casually.

"Ugh, this is so difficult, why haven't I run into any?" Li Tingting dejectedly pulled up the mosquito net.

Not only could she not meet Li Tingting, she hadn't seen her in person for a month either.

Wen Xi didn't have many friends to begin with, perhaps because of her personality. Her only close friend was Xiao Man, who was thousands of miles away at the moment.

Li Tingting showed her goodwill from the first day she arrived. To be honest, Wen Xi wanted to get along well with her.

After spending more than a month together, their friendship deepened. Although Li Tingting was occasionally pretentious, she was a straightforward girl who said what she meant. Sometimes, Wen Xi really liked Li Tingting's unrestrained personality.

So when Li Tingting asked her about He Tingchu, Wen Xi subconsciously lied, but lying didn't feel very comfortable.

Wen Xi felt guilty and ashamed.

However, she wasn't that generous, and she couldn't bring herself to give He Tingchu's WeChat to Li Tingting.

She had no choice but to vent her anger on He Tingchu.

What a scoundrel, he's got a bunch of rotten admirers.

This is so annoying.

-

For the next week, He Tingchu kept his promise and did not lose contact. Although there was the Pacific Ocean and a 12-hour time difference between them, Wen Xi still treated the unseen He Tingchu as a dumping ground and vented his frustrations.

I got scolded by the teacher again in anatomy class today.

Do you want me to teach him a lesson?

He Tingchu seems to need no sleep; no matter what time it is in China, he's always online.

"Are you crazy? That's my supervisor's earnest expectations for me."

[The package arrived.] He Tingchu sent an unboxing video.

As soon as the cardboard box was opened, a dozen dark-colored boxer briefs appeared brazenly in the frame.

"Um, Mrs. He, the size is too small." The image of her slender fingers pinching the underwear she had personally chosen was a bit too shocking.

Wen Xi felt his ears were burning hot.

These are all scenes that are inappropriate for children.

【How could that be? I asked the sales assistant before I bought it. How do you know it's too small if you haven't even tried it on?】

Okay, I'll go try it now.

Wen Xishe is dead. What was she saying? Why did she make him try on underwear?

Wen Xi had no choice but to bury his head deep in the blankets.

However, what's done is done. A few minutes later, a full-body photo was sent. Underneath a black silk robe, the belt was loosely tied around the waist, revealing glimpses of toned abs with smooth lines that exuded an air of untamed wildness.

[Mrs. He, the pictures don't lie; you definitely bought the wrong size.]

The blush on Wen Xi's face quickly spread to her ears.

He's sick, why would he post photos?

But his heart was beating irregularly.

"Then you'll have to put up with it. Who told you to sneak off to the US? You deserve it! Eat your instant noodles, and don't come back until you finish them." Wen Xi threatened.

That's a bit difficult.

I guess we won't be able to finish it.

-

This Saturday is Grandma He's birthday banquet. Grandma He called early in the morning, as if afraid that Wen Xi wouldn't come back. Wen Xi had just opened her eyes, still grumpy from waking up, her voice soft and whimpering.

He said, "Feed."

"Qiqi, it's Grandma. I've arranged for a driver to pick you up. Uncle Wang is waiting downstairs."