Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

267 The Lonely Ji Wen

Ji Lingchen laughed. He pinched his wife’s cheeks and said, “Silly girl, if something really happens to me, the rest of your life will be ruined. Next time, if you want to hit me, hit anywhere but there, understand?”

Fang Xiaonuan pursed her lips and did not say anything.

Ji Lingchen looked at his watch and said, “I’ve pushed back my morning meeting to noon. I’m going to work now. I’ll come home to accompany you in the afternoon.”

Fang Xiaonuan nodded her head obediently, then stretched out a small hand from under the covers and waved at her husband. She said in her baby voice, “Goodbye.”

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Ji Lingchen smiled lovingly, got up, and approached his wife. He planted a light kiss on her forehead and left the bedroom reluctantly.

Ji Lingchen was feeling smug as he made his way to the office.

“CEO Ji, could Liu Siyu really be Ms. Xiaoyu?” Assistant Liu asked.

Ji Lingchen smiled. “We didn’t get her hair yesterday, so we can’t be sure. Don’t tell my father and brother about this first.”

They had already suffered too many disappointments. Now that hope was close at hand, he did not want to give them hope and disappoint them again like before. He wanted to tell them once he was completely sure.

“CEO Ji, why are you so happy today?” Assistant Liu asked, puzzled.

“Am I?” Ji Lingchen asked with a smile.

Assistant Liu nodded. Secretary Song also nodded and asked, “Yes, CEO Ji, what happened? Did Madam give you another surprise?”

The only person who could make CEO Ji so happy was the madam.

“She didn’t cause me any trouble and that’s already good enough,” Ji Lingchen said dotingly.

“But CEO Ji, I didn’t realize that you were unwilling to deal with her!” Secretary Song teased.

Ji Lingchen shook his head helplessly, but the smile on his face remained. “Who asked her to marry me? If I don’t handle her, who will?”

“We have a meeting now,” he said, holding the document. “We have to end the meeting early. I’ll go home early in the afternoon.”

Jing University.

Ji Wen, who still had injuries on his face, was feeling a little lonely.

The teacher took the attendance book to the classroom and called out, “Students, let’s take attendance.”

“Liu Siyu.”

“Teacher!” Ji Wen raised his hand. “Teacher, she’s absent.”

The teacher drew a cross on the book and continued to call names. “Fang Xiaonuan.”

Ji Wen raised his hand again. “She’s also absent.”

The teacher had been working in the university for many years and was used to students skipping classes, but he still asked Ji Wen, “Ji Wen, did they skip class together? Don’t the three of you usually go to class together?”

“Liu Siyu’s older brother applied for leave on her behalf,” Ji Wen said. “Fang Xiaonuan’s husband applied for leave on her behalf.”

“Where’s the leave slip?”

Ji Wen said, “I think they were given verbal approval by a certain principal.”

The teacher was at a loss for words. How could he teach this class now?

“Make sure they give me a leave of absence slip next time, or else I’ll treat it as skipping class.”

The teacher continued to call out names. “Ji Wen. Oh, you’re the only one here.”

Without waiting for Ji Wen to answer, the teacher continued to call names.

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In the Ji family’s residence, Fang Xiaonuan got out of bed. The new phone had arrived. Her legs were sore, and it took her some time to move around. There was also a bloodstain on the bed sheet, which was evidence that she had said goodbye to her girlhood.

She was too embarrassed to let the servants handle this matter, so she took off the bedsheet and went to the bathroom to wash the stain off.

By noon, Fang Xiaonuan was famished, so she threw the bedsheets into the washing machine and went downstairs to eat.

“Eh? Xiaonuan, you skipped class today?” Old Master Ji asked curiously when he saw Fang Xiaonuan at the dining table.

He saw his grandson going to school in the morning, so he asked again, “Or did Ji Wen run out to play?”

“Dad, I took a day of leave,” Fang Xiaonuan said.

The servants brought the dishes up and she buried her head in the food.

Old Master Ji said, “Xiaonuan, it’s a good thing you’re at home. Help me pass another level, please. I can’t get past level 205.”

“Dad, you only cleared 100 or so levels yesterday, and you’ve already cleared 205 levels today? Did you stay up late to play with your phone?”

When his daughter-in-law found out that he had stayed up late to play games on his phone, Old Master Ji was embarrassed. “Shush, lower your voice. I couldn’t sleep last night, so I just played for a little while.”

“Dad, tell me the truth. What time did you go to bed?”

“I was just playing a game,” Old Master Ji said guiltily. “I won’t die!”

Fang Xiaonuan said, “Dad, if I find out that you’re staying up late to play games again, I’ll tell my husband. I’ll get him to confiscate your phone!”

“You would do that?”

“Dad, try me.”

The two of them were at loggerheads, and neither of them was convinced by the other.

Fang Xiaonuan felt that Old Master Ji was too bored at home, so she taught him how to play games on his phone to kill time. However, he clearly had no self-control despite his age. He stayed up so late just to play games. If she had known that this would happen, she would not have taught him these things.