The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Chapter 207 I Can Tolerate

[He is coming, he is coming, he is coming with his wife again]

【Wife-showing maniac! 】

[I know, I know. Your wife is the best.]

[Can anyone point me to Professor Xia's account? I can't find it.]

[Here: @夏阳]

Compared to Brother Fu's Weibo, Professor Xia's is quite quiet.

[It's more than deserted, isn't it? The few posts are just reposts of Jinghai University's posts. There's no sign of Brother Fu at all.]

Even the profile picture is the Jinghai University emblem. If I didn't know my sister-in-law teaches at Jinghai University, I would have suspected that this was someone with the same name.

[Compared to this, Brother Fu looks like a peacock with its tail spread out. It's unbearable to watch.]

【I wonder if my sister-in-law dislikes me? 】

[It's not that Professor Xia is indifferent, is it? Maybe he just doesn't play this game. Even this account seems to have been opened by the school on Professor Xia's behalf.]

[Brother Fu, please show some courage. You absolutely cannot. The most powerful sister-in-law on earth, please let us keep her.]

[My boyfriend is single and good-looking. Attached below are his past achievements. Can you please line up?]

[She's already married, and you're still trying to steal her? Isn't that immoral? Are you sure you're not trying to bring bad things upon yourself?]

[Sorry, I'm so impatient. We just admire you. Or does Professor Xia have any friends who can introduce you to someone like you?]

[Wow, there are people looking for blind dates for their idols?]

This is a wise man. My friend's idol suddenly announced their marriage a while ago. It's said they'd been secretly dating for two years. Fans were completely unaware of the news, and some people couldn't accept the sudden news of their marriage. Even more terrifying, their sister-in-law blamed her fans for all the resentment she couldn't share during those years, and she's been secretly hinting at them in public. Now that they're married, she's taking advantage of her popularity and openly exploiting the connections she's built up over the years, even though she has no real talent herself. My friend's idol's reputation, which had been built over the years, has been completely tarnished overnight.

[It's really unlucky to have a sister-in-law like this. ]

[Anyway, this has become quite a big deal, with a lot of people watching. So now everyone's thinking, since idols will eventually fall in love and get married, why not get ahead of the situation and find a suitable sister-in-law for themselves?]

[The idea is strange, but there is nothing wrong with it.]

[After all, not every idol has such a good eye as our Brother Fu.]

[Will they come and snatch our sister-in-law? ]

【Didn’t someone just try to snatch it? 】

Fu Xiuyan held Xia Yang in his arms, scrolling through his phone. The more he scrolled, the deeper his frown deepened. He buried his head in Xia Yang's neck and rubbed it. Xia Yang felt itchy from his hair and lifted his ear without hesitation.

"Wife..." Fu Xiuyan had his ear pinched and rubbed it towards Xia Yang in a wronged manner.

"Don't act like that with me. My ears haven't even turned red."

Fu Xiuyan asked in a slightly hoarse voice, very unconfidently: "Don't you love me anymore?"

Xia Yang glanced at him and said nonchalantly: "Well, I don't love you anymore."

Fu Xiuyan was struck by lightning, and instantly acted out for Xia Yang the role of a man who was abandoned by a heartless man, with red eyes and about to burst into tears on the spot.

Xia Yang secretly sighed, this guy's acting skills are really advanced. Even though he knew he was pretending, it still hurt to see him like this. Xia Yang sighed helplessly: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"They all say I'm being sentimental, like a peacock spreading its feathers."

Xia Yang glanced at him leisurely, "They do look alike."

Fu Xiuyan's face, pretending to be wronged, cracked instantly. He looked at Xia Yang with a complicated expression: "Xia Xia caught me in her hand, and now she turns around and says that I am a peacock..."

Xia Yang knew that he couldn't let him go on such a rampage any longer, so he quickly got back to the point: "What else did they say?"

Fu Xiuyan sniffed pretentiously: "They say I'm a wife-showing maniac, of course that's a compliment." Fu Xiuyan was quite proud.

"But they say you're so cold to me. There's not a single message about me on your Weibo. Of course I believe your love for me is overwhelming. But they question your love for me, and I can't tolerate that."

Xia Yang raised an eyebrow, leaned loosely in Fu Xiuyan's arms and said, "Oh? But I can tolerate it."

Fu Xiuyan lifted Xia Yang's chin angrily and kissed her as if as a punishment.

"Can Xia Xia still bear it now?"

Xia Yang smiled cunningly, hooked her hands around Fu Xiuyan's neck and pulled him down: "If you do this...it will be even more intolerable." Her eyes were full of provocation.

Fu Xiuyan leaned forward and kissed him again. The moment Xia Yang's head touched Fu Xiuyan's lips, he penetrated...

It had been a playful kiss, but Xia Yang's advances had gradually made it lose control. Fu Xiuyan's breathing slowed, and he clutched the back of his head. The longing he had tried so hard to suppress since their meeting today surged back, nearly drowning Xia Yang...

A student of Xia Yang, far away in China, was happily enjoying a piece of gossip about his professor online when a call suddenly popped up on his phone. It was from the person he was eating the gossip about. It was so sudden that he almost dropped his phone.

After trying hard to calm down and clearing his throat, he carefully answered the phone: "Hello, Professor Xia."

"Are you managing my Weibo account?"

(Xia Xia has two identities, so she has two Weibo accounts. Sister Ruan manages the other account, which is also Xia Xia’s.)

It was still his familiar, cold, indifferent voice, carrying his usual authority, though a little hoarse. It was as if the person he was eating melon with was not the same person. He instinctively stood up immediately, as if Professor Xia was beside him.

"Yes, Professor."

"Send me your account password."

"Okay, Professor. It will be sent to your phone within two minutes."

"Ah."

The student waited for Professor Xia Yang to hang up first. Unexpectedly, Professor Xia said, "Happy New Year."

It was just four simple words. He had no idea how many people he had heard say the same thing recently, and he no longer felt anything. It was like a program that had been set up in advance and would automatically trigger when the time came.

But these words coming from Professor Xia were something completely different. They were New Year's greetings from Professor Xia, who rarely spoke to them outside of studying and work. The students were so excited their lips almost trembled. "Happy...er, I mean happy. Happy New Year to you, teacher, and to your wife, too!"

Xia Yang's cheerful laughter reached the other end of the line, and the student finally came to his senses: What teacher's wife? Is he crazy? What's the point of this?

"Thank you. I will pass it on to him." There was a smile in every word Xia Yang said.

After the student hung up the phone, he was in a daze for a long time before realizing that he had to send his account password to the professor.

Xia Yang lay on Fu Xiuyan's lap and hung up the phone: "My student said, wish you a happy new year."

Fu Xiuyan smiled warmly: "Well, he's very good. I'll bring him some local specialties when I go back."

"Prepare more, I have several students."

"As ordered."

Xia Yang received a new message and handed the phone to Fu Xiuyan: "Operate it yourself."

Fu Xiuyan happily logged into Xia Yang's Weibo.

[Xia Yang: I'm married, please don't disturb me. For this life, forever and ever, I belong only to him @Fu Xiuyan. [Marriage certificate.jpg]]