1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 476 Tipping Off, Stubborn and Arrogant

Six o'clock the next morning.

When the young couple woke up, Xu Yuxiu had already prepared breakfast.

"laugh……"

Lift the lid, and the condensed water droplets fall into the pot, making a sound.

The pot contains rice crust that has been fried until one side is golden brown.

Xu Yuxiu poured hot, milky-white rice porridge over the rice, and the aroma of rice filled the air.

The dishes were leftovers from last night, so we stir-fried an extra plate of greens and gave each person a fried egg.

The family finished their meal in no time.

"Mom, I'll do it. You can go and clean up. Kaiyan, go and help me pack my things."

Liu Xiaoli took the bowl and chopsticks from Xu Yuxiu and put them in the kitchen sink.

She was a diligent and virtuous girl to begin with, and now that she's engaged, she's become even more proactive in taking care of the household chores.

Of course, this was in the courtyard house. If they were in their own home, she would actually do less housework than Cheng Kaiyan.

However, this did not stop her from being diligent in front of Xu Yuxiu, which could be considered as her having some ulterior motives.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoli."

Xu Yuxiu chuckled and turned to go outside to clean.

As for Cheng Kaiyan, she went back to her room to pack her things as Liu Xiaoli instructed.

Put a water cup, candy, and tissues in her drink.

I took a clean leotard for Xiaoli from the closet. She always carries one with her when she sweats during summer dance practice.

After preparing Xiaoli's things, Cheng Kaiyan's own life became much simpler. He only needed a manuscript, a water cup, and a pen to pass the time.

He also has to go to work today; he promised his aunt, so he can't go back on his word.

It is said that in this family where all three members work or go to school, even in Beijing, families like this are rare, especially in an era where educated youth have returned to their hometowns en masse.

This means that no one is idle; everyone is producing value and labor, which is something that people envy.

Fifteen minutes later, the three went out, with Cheng Kaiyan pushing her bicycle behind the two women.

Should we buy another bicycle?

Cheng Kaiyan suggested.

"Why waste this money? Don't you know how close Dengshikou is?"

Xu Yuxiu shook her head and waved her hand, saying, "That's enough for now. You should take Xiaoli to school quickly, or she'll be late."

"Then we'll be going now. Please be careful on your journey."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled helplessly and gave up.

Liu Xiaoli patted the back seat of the bicycle and sat down sideways as if on cue.

The two walked away into the thin morning sunlight, their white, soft floral skirts swaying in the wind like flowers.

……

After dropping Liu Xiaoli off at the foot of the teaching building, Cheng Kaiyan turned around and headed towards Beijing Normal University.

I arrived at school a little after seven.

On a clear early summer morning, the campus seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

The dew on the trees is sometimes blown off by a gentle breeze and falls on your face and neck, which is a very poetic thing and quite refreshing.

Groups of young people on the road were full of enthusiasm, exchanging views on national affairs or discussing literature and poetry.

Cheng Kaiyan always felt that college students at this time had a unique kind of vigor, fearless and thinking that they were the pride of heaven and the pillars of the country.

This is something that later generations will hardly see.

I parked my car downstairs at the office building and ran into an acquaintance.

"Hey, Cheng Kaiyan, you've finally come to work at the school?"

It was Professor Han Zhaoqi from the Chinese Department. When he saw Cheng Kaiyan, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Yes."

Cheng Kaiyan responded.

"It's alright, isn't being an honorary professor just about sitting around and getting paid?"

Han Zhaoqi was very envious of Cheng Kaiyan's treatment, but not jealous. After all, it was normal for someone with her level and reputation to receive such treatment.

"How's school lately? Anything happening?"

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and changed the subject.

He felt somewhat embarrassed about receiving a salary without coming to work.

"There's been quite a few things going on. Ever heard of that Professor Niu from the Chemistry Department? Tsk tsk, he got involved with a female student... and his wife came to the school and got into a fight with her. It was quite a scene..."

"That's not all. The worst part is that this female student's fiancé is a soldier on the front lines, and it's said that he even had an abortion to get into university..."

"People's hearts have changed! And there's more..."

Han Zhaoqi chuckled and launched into a long tirade of gossip, such as a certain teacher having a miscarriage, students getting into a brawl, and rampant theft...

Cheng Kaiyan listened with great interest. Schools may seem clean on the surface, but you wouldn't believe what they do behind the scenes.

They strolled upstairs and said goodbye at the door of their respective offices.

Cheng Kaiyan went to the water room to get some hot water before entering the office, but no one was inside.

My aunt is probably still having breakfast in the cafeteria.

Looking at the somewhat dusty office, Cheng Kaiyan picked up a broom and gave it a quick cleaning.

Then he plopped down in a chair, comfortably sipping tea, checking the draft he had revised yesterday, making changes and sketching.

When Cheng Kaiyan put down her pen, a woman with a cold and intellectual demeanor had appeared behind the desk opposite her.

She sat upright and slender, her long, snow-white arms resting on the desk, one hand supporting her chin, and behind her silver-rimmed glasses, her beautiful, cool, and indifferent eyes were staring intently at her.

After their eyes met, a subtle feeling seemed to flow between them.

The two remained in the same position, neither of them moving.

"Have you eaten?"

Cheng Kaiyan scratched her face, breaking the silence first.

"have eaten."

Jiang Ting nodded calmly, then, as if to cover up the excessively long gaze she had just given him, she extended her slender, pale finger and tapped the thick stack of manuscripts beside him in mid-air. Her indifferent voice held a hint of curiosity: "Is this the novel you've been working on lately?"

"Yes, it's basically finished, but it's still being revised."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded. Oh, so she was looking at the manuscript. She thought her aunt was looking at her.

"Could you tell me more about it?"

Jiang Ting blinked her dark eyes and asked casually.

"Okay, the book is called 'Atonement,' and it's probably about a love story that takes place during the Republican era..."

Cheng Kaiyan felt that she had told her aunt about it before, but she still gave a brief introduction.

"Uh-huh."

As Jiang Ting listened, she lowered her hand, which had been supporting her chin for a long time. She frowned and examined it closely for a while, noticing that deep red marks on her palm that were difficult to erase. Against her pale skin, the marks had an eerie beauty that was both delicate and striking.

'This situation is getting worse, especially when he's around... Luckily it's just his palm...'

"That's pretty much it."

Cheng Kaiyan finished her introduction, but Jiang Ting clearly hadn't listened.

"Oh, oh, could you let me see the part you've already revised?"

Jiang Ting suddenly realized what was happening.

"Okay."

Cheng Kaiyan was almost completely unguarded around Jiang Ting and casually handed her the manuscript.

"Atonement..."

Jiang Ting looked at the two blue characters above and began to read them.

So the two of them each took on their own tasks: one revised, and the other read.

Before I knew it, the morning had passed.

Jiang Ting was almost completely immersed in the world of the novel.

It was a turbulent era, with the nation beset by internal and external troubles, foreign enemies lurking in its sights, and the people in decline. The story unfolds between a young couple, a young lady and her servant, whose love is shattered by the times, class differences, jealousy, and the ravages of war. The lovers are forced apart and never see each other again.

They both died in that brutal war.

The trigger for all of this was an attempt to restore happiness to them and atone for his sins through a fictional world.

"Is fictitious atonement truly atonement?"

The school bell rang, Jiang Ting put down her manuscript, took a sip of water, and only one sentence remained in her mind. She looked up at Cheng Kaiyan and pondered:

"It's a very good work that deeply explores the complexity of human nature, especially the stubbornness and arrogance inherent in the character of the second young lady, Cao Hanyu..."

Furthermore, the latter two volumes employ metafiction techniques, and surprisingly, the ending reveals the true nature of the fictional stories through the characters, creating a stark contrast between the truth and falsehood of the narrative, the life and death of the characters, and the possibility of atonement.

"Hehe, as long as it's pleasing to the eye, it's fine."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and nodded, "Let's go to the cafeteria for lunch, I'm hungry too."

"Ah."

Jiang Ting nodded slightly, stood up, and stretched her shoulders. The soreness and stiffness in her muscles made her frown slightly.

"Your shoulder is uncomfortable? Sit down and let me massage it for you. Frozen shoulder is a tough condition to treat. Auntie, you shouldn't sit for too long. Get up and move around from time to time."

Upon seeing this, Cheng Kaiyan couldn't help but cast a concerned glance at her.

As he spoke, he walked behind Jiang Ting, placed his hands on the beautiful woman's slender shoulders, helped her sit down, and then rhythmically massaged her shoulders.

"Um……"

The soreness in the muscles gradually dissipates under the warm and firm kneading.

Waves of tingling and sour sensations surged from her incredibly sensitive skin, suddenly assaulting Jiang Ting's mind.

Without realizing it, a low whimper, like that of a kitten, escaped from my throat.

But she quickly noticed and bit her lip to endure it.

After this experience, Jiang Ting finally realized that whenever her body was with Cheng Kaiyan, it was as if it was out of control, producing a chain reaction that she had never experienced before.

The icy beauty sighed softly, slowly closing her eyes. It was unclear whether she was gritting her teeth in defiance or silently accepting her fate.

"Third Aunt!! I'm here!"

A clear, crisp voice suddenly called out from outside the door, and Jiang Ting tensed up as if she had been electrocuted.

The next instant, with a click, a delicate doll-like girl pushed open the door and entered.

Seeing the two people sitting very close together in the room, and that pale, indifferent face now flushed with embarrassment, Ning Wanjia asked in surprise and even a hint of anger, "Third Aunt? You two?"

"My old problem is acting up again. I'll have Xiao Yan give me a massage. Jiajia, what brings you here all of a sudden?"

Jiang Ting explained calmly and naturally with an indifferent expression.

"Oh, I see. Does it still hurt?"

Hearing this, Ning Wanjia dispelled her doubts and walked over with a concerned expression.

"It should be a little better now, right?"

Cheng Kaiyan released her grip and frowned as she looked at the girl whose face still showed suspicion and shock. What outrageous thing was this girl thinking just now?

"almost."

Jiang Ting stretched her shoulders and felt much better. She looked at Ning Wanjia and asked, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

"I miss you, isn't that enough!"

Ning Wanjia put her hands on her hips and said with dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, of course, I just feel that someone's motives are not that simple."

Jiang Ting shook her head and sighed.

"Pooh!"

Ning Wanjia lightly spat, "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch. I have something to tell you guys! It's really important!"

"Something big?"

Jiang Ting and Cheng Kaiyan exchanged a glance.

"Yes! It's a very, very important matter."

The doll-like girl glanced at Cheng Kaiyan with her big, watery eyes. Thinking about that incident, she felt a little worried about that bastard.

The vice president position that was practically his for the taking has now been snatched away. Will he be so devastated that he gives up?

"..."

The girl's undisguised gaze and expression made Cheng Kaiyan's lips twitch. What was this girl imagining now?!
"Alright, alright, we'll talk about food later. I rushed here as soon as school was over; I'm tired, thirsty, and hungry."

The girl's eyes darted away, then drifted to the pretty thermos on the table. She picked it up, unscrewed the lid, and began to sip water, muttering, "I'll have a sip of water first."

"Oh! That's actually..."

Cheng Kaiyan subconsciously raised her hand to stop her, but the girl's small gurgling sound proved that she had already drunk it.

"What's wrong with me? I'm drinking my aunt's water, what's it to you! You nosy bastard!"

Ning Wanjia glared at him fiercely, and said indignantly.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Cheng Kaiyan sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

Jiang Ting, standing to the side, gave a warm smile and said, "Alright, stop bickering and let's go eat."

"Humph!"

Ning Wanjia hugged the thermos to her chest, moved closer to Jiang Ting, and walked out together, saying with a grin, "Auntie, this thermos is so pretty! Where did you buy it? I want one too!"

"Isn't it beautiful? I bought it in Japan, and it's the only one available."

Jiang Ting's amusing explanation.

"Bought in Japan... Was it a gift from Cheng Kaiyan?"

Ning Wanjia immediately guessed who bought it.

The two women chatted as they walked, with Cheng Kaiyan following behind.

A short while later, I went downstairs and arrived at the cafeteria.

The cafeteria is busiest at lunchtime.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was packed with people, with long queues everywhere.

Cheng Kaiyan glanced at the two incredibly beautiful women beside him, and naturally wouldn't let them squeeze in with the students. He fully displayed his gentlemanly spirit and reluctantly went to queue up.

Thanks to the shamelessness of a famous writer, he successfully got several young women to help him buy food.

Two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, three dishes in total.

In a corner of the cafeteria, the three sat down and began to eat.

"Can we talk now?"

For the first time ever, Cheng Kaiyan kindly put a piece of braised pork on Ning Wanjia's plate.

"It's possible, but you have to promise me you'll be strong."

Ning Wanjia looked at the braised pork in the bowl, a faint pink blush rising on her exquisite face, and whispered a reminder.

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting exchanged a glance, finding it somewhat amusing.

"It's, it's..."

Ning Wanjia gritted her teeth and said, "I heard from my mother yesterday that Cheng Kaiyan participated in the Children's Literature Association's election, and it seems that some leaders don't want Cheng Kaiyan, who came in first place, to be elected, saying that she's too young or something..."

"what?!"

The two of them blurted out in surprise.

Jiang Ting frowned deeply.

"I understand. Thank you so much, Jiajia, for making such a long trip."

After her initial surprise, Cheng Kaiyan calmed down considerably and expressed her gratitude.

"Who! Who asked you to thank me... I just came to visit my aunt, you were just a casual visitor, don't get the wrong idea!"

Seeing that he didn't have any negative emotions, Ning Wanjia's inherent arrogance arose spontaneously. She pointed at Cheng Kaiyan's nose and shouted, "And another thing! You're not allowed to call me Jiajia! Do you hear me!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Cheng Kaiyan sighed, her stubbornness and arrogance making her hopeless.

However... for the first time, I found this girl quite cute.

(End of this chapter)