Chapter 2: My Wife Said She Likes Me

Mo Chenglin was the male supporting role, a good brother, and a rich second-generation heir. Ever since Fu Shiyuan had become mentally impaired, he still visited him frequently. Along with Qu Qinghua, their friendship hadn’t changed just because Fu Shiyuan had become slow-witted. So, Fu Shiyuan’s judgment in choosing friends wasn’t too bad after all.

Qiao Yanyan’s face turned dark. Fu Shiyuan didn’t even know what “wearing a green hat” meant!

“Go to sleep already!”

“Wife, then am I wearing a green hat?”

“You’re not wearing a green hat. I can knit you a red one if you want.”

“But I like green.”

Qiao Yanyan replied irritably: “Then take the red one if you want it or not!”

Fu Shiyuan noticed that Wife seemed a little angry. He lowered his voice and said: “Okay then, red it is. It’s better than none. Wife, it’s still hot now—when you finish knitting it, can I wear it in winter?”

The little fool actually knew hats were for winter.

“Okay, of course you can. It’s late now, go to sleep.”

“Okay. Good night, Wife.” Then, Fu Shiyuan obediently pulled the blanket up over himself and stared at her with wide eyes.

Qiao Yanyan felt uneasy being stared at. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Fu Shiyuan said: “You haven’t told me good night yet.”

Qiao Yanyan glanced at him and said: “Good night. Now go to sleep!”

Only then did Fu Shiyuan quietly close his eyes.

Listening to Fu Shiyuan’s steady breathing, Qiao Yanyan finally started thinking about her current situation.

In the real world—was she dead?

Was that why she had entered this book?

In reality, she had come from a very dysfunctional family. After cutting ties with them, she worked hard and was able to buy her own house and car not long after graduating from university. Her life had just begun. She never expected that, after finishing work and driving home one night, a car going the wrong way would crash into hers and flip it over.

In that brief moment of losing consciousness, she had thought: she hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t fallen in love, hadn’t gotten married. So, did the heavens hear her plea and give her another chance to live?

Looking at Fu Shiyuan lying beside her, her thoughts were in chaos. Why did she end up as the wife of this fool?

In the novel’s plot: not long after she married Fu Shiyuan, she started seducing the male lead, again and again, becoming bolder each time—until once, she even stood naked in front of him. Yet the male lead remained unmoved and kicked her out without hesitation.

Later, she found out that the man she tried to seduce actually liked her cousin. So she went home and took her anger out on Fu Shiyuan—beating and abusing him. Over time, he became withdrawn and stopped talking.

In the book, Qiao Yanyan had lost both her parents at a young age and was raised by her aunt. Her aunt’s daughter grew up with her—a beautiful and kind girl, and the female lead of the novel: Su An’an.

Su An’an was beautiful and sweet, the typical kind and innocent heroine. All the male characters—the first male lead, second male lead, third male lead, and even the antagonist—fell in love with her.

Because the male lead Fu Shixu liked Su An’an, Qiao Yanyan slowly turned to the dark side and even tried to harm her own cousin. She framed her again and again. The male lead tolerated it only because Qiao Yanyan was his eldest sister-in-law and Su An’an’s cousin. But his tolerance only made Qiao Yanyan worse.

Eventually, Fu Shixu found out that Qiao Yanyan had caused his elder brother’s mental breakdown and nearly ruined Su An’an’s reputation. Unable to endure it anymore, he ended Qiao Yanyan’s life with a single stroke.

Thinking of her ending in the story, Qiao Yanyan touched her neck.

Since she knew how it ended, she certainly wouldn’t become that evil supporting character.

Since she was here now, she would live well and work seriously.

If heaven had given her a second chance at life, she would not waste it. Even if she was in a fictional world, she would live it well.

As for Fu Shiyuan lying beside her?

Forget it. What was the point of overthinking? Better to get some sleep and figure everything out tomorrow.

The man sleeping beside her turned in his sleep and faced her. Qiao Yanyan also turned to face him.

He actually looked quite handsome when he slept. What a pity he was a fool.

Morning.

When she woke up again, the first thing she saw was Fu Shiyuan still asleep.

Her mind went blank for a few seconds before she remembered that she had transmigrated into a novel last night. She had become the villainous female supporting character from the romance novel she had just finished reading. And the man beside her—was her “husband.”

In the real world, she was used to waking up early, usually around six in the morning.

Now, the wall clock showed it was already half past seven.

Qiao Yanyan stared blankly at Fu Shiyuan’s handsome face. He really was quite good-looking. If only he weren’t a fool, how nice that would be.

“Wife… Wife… I want to eat bananas…” Fu Shiyuan muttered in his sleep.

Qiao Yanyan looked at him and smiled.

“What a little fool. Even in his dreams, he’s thinking about food.”

Qiao Yanyan got out of bed and checked the room layout. She opened the walk-in closet and found it full—packed with clothes, shoes, and bags, all from luxury brands!

In the real world, even after earning some money, she had never splurged on name brands. She always saved to buy a house and a car.

To her, having a house meant having a sense of security.

After coming home from work and lying down in her own place, all her fatigue would disappear. That was the security a home gave her.

Looking at the closet full of clothes, she thought about the house and car she’d bought in the real world, which she hadn’t even enjoyed for long before…

That damn driver, who had been driving in the wrong direction and crashed into her!

If she could ever wake up in the real world again, she would sue the driver who hit her and make sure they spent the rest of their life in prison!

Afterward, she went into the bathroom.

The bathroom was huge—bigger than the bedroom in the house she had bought! There was even a massive bathtub!

She took a shower and came out wrapped in a towel, only to see Fu Shiyuan sitting dazedly on the bed, clearly just woken up.

Qiao Yanyan’s face instantly turned red. She was still wrapped in a bath towel, and now Fu Shiyuan had seen her—it was so embarrassing!

“Wife, good morning!” Fu Shiyuan waved at her cheerfully.

Qiao Yanyan responded instinctively: “Mm, you’re awake?”

“Yeah. Wife, you took a shower?”

“Mm.” Qiao Yanyan quickly went to the wardrobe, grabbed a set of clothes, and went into the bathroom to change.

When she came out, Fu Shiyuan was brushing his teeth at the sink.

With a mouth full of foam, he said: “Wow, Wife, you look so pretty today!”

Foam sprayed from Fu Shiyuan’s mouth right onto her face. Qiao Yanyan immediately froze in disbelief.

Fu Shiyuan quickly grabbed a towel and started wiping her face. “Sorry, Wife! I didn’t mean to!”

Just as he finished wiping, he spit another mouthful onto her face.

“Just brush your teeth properly!” Qiao Yanyan grabbed the towel from his hand and wiped her face.

“Oh.” Fu Shiyuan obediently resumed brushing his teeth—up and down, left and right—very meticulously.

After washing up, Fu Shiyuan went to the wardrobe and picked out a set of casual clothes. He started changing right in front of Qiao Yanyan.

Qiao Yanyan immediately turned around. Come on, have some decency. Don’t change in front of me like that. Do you not see me as an outsider at all?

She gave herself a light smack on the head. Qiao Yanyan, Fu Shiyuan’s mind isn’t normal, just be more tolerant.

As Fu Shiyuan changed, he spoke: “Wife, after I finish getting dressed, shall we go down for breakfast?”

Qiao Yanyan turned her head toward him and unintentionally caught sight of Fu Shiyuan’s bare torso—his toned body, symmetrical waistline, and defined eight-pack abs…

Wow, his body’s actually… pretty nice, she thought.

“Wife, why aren’t you saying anything? Are you not hungry?”

Qiao Yanyan quickly turned her back to him. “Put on your clothes and we’ll go down together.”

“All done!” Fu Shiyuan was already beside her.

Wearing a clean set of casual clothes, and standing a full head taller than her, Fu Shiyuan actually looked quite normal.

Such a perfect man, and the author just had to make him mentally impaired. What nonsense!

“Okay, let’s go.” Qiao Yanyan smiled at him.

Fu Shiyuan happily linked arms with her, but Qiao Yanyan pulled her arm back instinctively.

“Wife, I want to hold hands.” Fu Shiyuan said as he grabbed her hand again. She was about to resist, but seeing the eager look on his face, she gave in. Fine, just hold hands. He’s like a kid anyway.

The two of them walked downstairs hand in hand, stunning the servants below—and the man already sitting at the dining table.

Everyone stared at them in unison.

Then they heard the voices from the couple.

“Wife, what do you want to eat this morning?”

“Whatever, I’m not picky.”

“Hehehe, just like me. I’m not picky either.”

Qiao Yanyan noticed many eyes on her and quickly pulled her hand away.

Fu Shiyuan frowned. “Wife, why won’t you let me hold your hand anymore?”

“It’s nothing.”

“I want to hold hands, I want to!” he insisted.

“Ugh, there are so many people watching.”

“It doesn’t matter. You’re my Wife. Holding hands isn’t a big deal.” Fu Shiyuan took her hand again and didn’t let go until they sat down at the dining table.

The man already eating looked at Qiao Yanyan for a moment, then turned to greet Fu Shiyuan. “Good morning, Big Brother.”

Fu Shiyuan replied: “Good morning, Shixu.”

Qiao Yanyan looked at the man across from her. So this is Fu Shixu, the male lead of the novel?

He did look pretty good—on par with Fu Shiyuan in terms of appearance—but according to her taste, Fu Shiyuan looked better.

Fu Shixu noticed Qiao Yanyan staring and shot her a sharp glare. Qiao Yanyan quickly looked away.

Hmph, just the male lead of some novel. I look at you once and you’re already glaring at me?

The butler brought over two bowls of noodles. Fu Shiyuan happily pushed one toward Qiao Yanyan and said: “Wife, eat some noodles.”

“Thank you. You eat too.”

“Mm.” Fu Shiyuan eagerly picked up the noodles and began eating.

Qiao Yanyan grabbed the vinegar bottle and poured about one-fifth into her bowl. Fu Shixu was stunned. What’s wrong with Qiao Yanyan today?

Then she added two spoonfuls of chili, mixed it up, and began eating.

Strange… isn’t she the one who doesn’t eat spicy or sour food? What’s gotten into her today?

Watching her scarf down the spicy and sour noodles without hesitation, Fu Shixu rubbed his own cheek, confused.

After finishing the noodles, Fu Shixu said to Fu Shiyuan: “Big Brother, I’m heading to the company. You stay home. If you want to go out, make sure you bring the butler and a bodyguard with you.”

Fu Shiyuan smiled and replied: “Shixu, you don’t need to worry about me. I’m not a kid. You go focus on your work.”

Fu Shixu then turned his sharp gaze to Qiao Yanyan and said: “Qiao Yanyan, come outside. I have something to say to you.”

Qiao Yanyan didn’t move. “If you have something to say, just say it here. Why go outside?”

Fu Shixu frowned and glanced at his elder brother. “I’m warning you—don’t bully my brother. If you dare hurt him, I…”

“Shixu, how could my Wife bully me?” Fu Shiyuan cut in, displeased. “Last night she told me she likes me.”