Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 72: Confessing Everything

"We’ll definitely be able to get the Divine Doctor, so let’s not worry. Eldest Brother Gu is a very reliable person."

Although Uncle Song had only met Mr. Gu once, that single conversation made him want to become sworn brothers with the man.

Aunt Song had always gone along with whatever Uncle Song said. "If you say it’s possible, then we’ll definitely be able to bring the Divine Doctor here."

The couple didn’t know that the man they thought was so reliable was currently conspiring with his son to lie to them.

"Once the Divine Doctor arrives, our Zijie will be saved! I wonder what the Divine Doctor likes. I should go to the Overseas Chinese Store to buy some special snacks."

"That’s a good idea. I’ll go with you," Uncle Song happily agreed with his wife.

"Dad, Mom, where are you going?" Song Qianqian asked, wanting to tag along when she saw her parents about to head out.

"We’re going to the Overseas Chinese Store to buy some things. Your college entrance exams are in half a month, so you should stay home and study."

"Mom~ It’s Sunday! Just let me rest for a little while."

"Alright, Qianqian can come with us. I’ll go get the car." Uncle Song thought his daughter’s grades were decent enough.

’Getting into a second-rate university wouldn’t be a problem, so why work so hard?’

"Mom~ Look, isn’t that Sheng Yueyue and Cousin? She looks really upset."

Sitting in the car, Song Qianqian glanced out the window and saw Song Zijin pushing his bicycle.

Sheng Yueyue had her arm linked with Song Zijin’s, pouting with a displeased look on her face as she said something.

"Why bother with them? Don’t distract me. Let me think about what to buy to host the Divine Doctor." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Aunt Song had never liked Sheng Yueyue. ’Changing her name for no good reason. Yueyue? Why not just ascend to the heavens?’

Song Qianqian wasn’t mistaken; Sheng Yueyue was indeed very unhappy at that moment.

But she wasn’t pouting because she was unhappy. It was because in her previous life, she had seen Gu Jiaojiao pouting while she spoke and thought it looked very pretty.

She couldn’t manage to copy it in her past life, but after being reborn, she started imitating Gu Jiaojiao by pouting when she talked.

She was currently complaining to Song Zijin, "Zijin, why haven’t you come to see me in two days? If I hadn’t been craving cold noodles, I wouldn’t have even run into you~"

Ever since Sheng Yueyue had given herself completely to Song Zijin, she thought he wouldn’t be able to live without her.

But to her surprise, her dear Zijin was running hot and cold with her. If this continued, how was she ever going to get married?

"Your college entrance exams are coming up soon. Besides, I have classes every day, and my grandfather has arranged for me to study other things. I really can’t get away."

Song Zijin said perfunctorily. ’Even after tasting the forbidden fruit with Sheng Yueyue,’ he thought,

’Yueyue was no match for Jiaojiao. Especially when she always tried to pout like Jiaojiao. Didn’t she know her lips were thick? When she pouted, she looked just like Zhu Bajie!’

’Jiaojiao, on the other hand, had delicate, cherry-like lips that looked especially beautiful when she pouted. But he hadn’t seen Jiaojiao pout at all recently.’

’Well, that made sense. Jiaojiao had liked him since they were children, so it was normal for her to pout coquettishly at him. Now that she’d left him, who was there for her to pout for?’

Currently, Song Zijin was in a state where he found Sheng Yueyue a bit repulsive, yet he couldn’t bring himself to stop.

’He figured having her around as a diversion wasn’t so bad. Besides, she was the true heiress of the Sheng Family, a perfect match for him in terms of social standing.’

"Zijin, are you really that busy? Then how do you have time to come buy cold noodles?"

An idea struck Song Zijin. "Didn’t I promise you the other day that I’d buy you some cold noodles? Since I had time today, being a Sunday, I came over to get them for you."

In reality, he was waiting by the cold noodle stall for Gu Jiaojiao. She had only been married for half a month, yet the look in her eyes when she saw him no longer held any adoration.

"Really? I thought Zijin still couldn’t forget about Gu Jiaojiao!"

Song Zijin: "..."

’He wasn’t hung up on Gu Jiaojiao. He just wasn’t used to Jiaojiao’s icy attitude whenever she saw him.’

’In his subconscious, he felt that since Gu Jiaojiao used to like him, even if he looked down on her,’

’she wasn’t allowed to turn around and like someone else. She was supposed to just keep following him around, gazing at him infatuatedly.’

’Her eyes used to be full of him. She couldn’t have just changed overnight. She must be doing this just to spite him.’

’Sigh! But even if she was trying to spite him, she shouldn’t have married a cripple! She couldn’t possibly have forgotten all the sweet little moments they’d shared day in and day out.’

"Zijin~ Where are we going now~" Sheng Yueyue asked sweetly, a broad smile on her face.

"Let’s go to the movies." Song Zijin figured they could get up to some mischief in the back row of the theater.

"What’s so good about movies~ Watching TV at home tonight would be more exciting."

Sheng Yueyue’s hint was so obvious that Song Zijin understood in a second. "Then let’s go to the woods behind your school~"

"Zijin, you’re so naughty~"

"Lian... Yueyue, you don’t want to go?" Song Zijin asked nonchalantly. He wasn’t really in the mood anyway.

’He hadn’t seen Gu Jiaojiao for days, and he was a little worried she was sick again.’

"Since Zijin wants to go, let’s go~" ’She wanted to use her body to force Song Zijin to marry her as soon as possible.’

Sheng Yueyue didn’t want to live at the Sheng Family’s home anymore. Without Gu Jiaojiao there to serve as her foil, she had no advantage at all.

The second idiot hadn’t spoken to her in two days, the third idiot was nowhere to be seen all day, and her father’s concern was just an act.

Meanwhile, Gu Jiaojiao, who Sheng Yueyue was using as her point of comparison, was in her space, sharing a passionate kiss with her man.

Having opened her heart, the sensation of kissing was completely different for her now. And when Su Shuochi saw his sweet little wife being so cooperative,

he kissed her with even more abandon, his very soul trembling. Before the age of twenty-five, his life had been entirely conventional.

He had never thought about getting married; the whole affair was arranged by his parents, and he had just passively accepted it.

But from the moment his wife woke up again, he had developed an intense attachment to her.

For him, a man who was partially paralyzed, the best part of his day was just being with his wife. Even if they didn’t speak, his heart felt sweet.

’This was the love he’d read about in books. He knew he had fallen deeply in love with her.’

To others, it might have seemed like a short time, but to him, it felt like a lifetime.

"Jiaojiao~ I love you~" Su Shuochi hugged his wife, unwilling to let go.

"Alright, I’ll show you the space... oh, the things inside the Heavenly Mansion." Gu Jiaojiao said, seeing the tough guy turn into a little puppy.

’She could only spoil him. At this point, she had no choice but to tell him the truth. Whether he believed her or not was up to him.’

She took his hand and told him that she was a lonely soul from several decades in the future who had transmigrated into Gu Jiaojiao’s body...

This was her space. The plants growing in the fields over there were the medicinal herbs she had dug up on the back mountain that morning.

She had built the donkey pen herself. In front of it was the warehouse for the Gu’s Department Store from her previous life.

Further ahead was a large hospital, complete with all sorts of medical equipment and rooms, including, of course, sterile rooms.

"All this equipment was created by humans several decades in the future. It’s not some kind of celestial treasure..."

Su Shuochi was an atheist to begin with. He declared domineeringly, "Jiaojiao, I don’t care if you’re an Immortal or a lonely soul... you are my wife."

"Mm, I don’t think I can ever go back. So don’t get all neurotic and let your imagination run wild."

’And he bit my tongue so hard it still hurts. This man, honestly! Sigh!’