On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 105

The Happy Life Before Divorce

Before Divorce 1

Playing Hard to Get

September 3, 2022: 【fyq got confessed to by her student today. Why do students these days all like their teachers! So outrageous. Fu Yunqing actually accepted her flowers.】

            

Yu Yan couldn’t take it anymore.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. She couldn’t make peace with herself for two or three days.

How could Fu Yunqing, a married woman, accept flowers from someone pursuing her?

            

Sure, she’d said words of refusal, but accepting such a lavish bouquet of lilies just like that—wouldn’t that really give someone hope?

Had she considered what would happen if the student took advantage of her gentle temperament and pursued her relentlessly?

Yu Yan didn’t dare think about it. How many students had confessed to Fu Yunqing since she’d started teaching?

            

With a teacher as gentle, elegant, and charming as her, it was no surprise at all that students developed crushes.

So many people liked her, and she was so gentle with everyone…

Yu Yan was so jealous. She admitted it—she was jealous.

            

She was probably in love with Fu Yunqing.

But… did Fu Yunqing like her? Fu-jiejie of course liked her—Yu Yan could feel that. Fu-jiejie treated her exceptionally well, doted on her and indulged her, and cared about her deeply.

They’d been back from Ireland for over a month now, living together, sleeping in the same bed. This was supposed to be a loveless marriage of convenience. Fu Yunqing was someone who usually observed such careful boundaries, yet she agreed to every outrageous request Yu Yan made.

            

Sleeping together every day, spending all their time together. They’d hugged and kissed, more than once. They’d done many, many intimate things that crossed the line. In daily life, Fu-jiejie was completely like her parent—looking after her food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, caring about her health, responding to every word she said, settling every matter she raised.

And those intimate things that went too far—most of them were initiated by Yu Yan when she couldn’t hold back. Fu Yunqing always accepted them with calm gentleness, indulging her.

That thin veil between them—neither had lifted it.

            

They seemed to maintain an ambiguous relationship from which she could withdraw cleanly at any time.

Liking was one thing, but how much did she really like her? Did she truly want to be with her? Whether she intended to make their relationship official was another question entirely.

Did Fu Yunqing have any intention of making things official with her?

            

Was it possible that Fu Yunqing was good to her simply out of pure gentleness and kindness, thinking of her as still a child, and doing those things with her just to play along, treating it like she was humoring a kid?

Pft, pft, pft.

No. Absolutely not. She liked Fu Yunqing so much—Fu Yunqing had to like her a lot too.

            

Yu Yan had never imagined she’d agonize over a question like this.

After all her years of romantic conquests, she actually wanted a woman to give her a proper title. In the past, she was always the one who refused to give anyone a title.

She was doomed. Karma had come for her.

            

What was she going to do… How could she find out if Fu Yunqing truly liked her? How could she push the relationship further?

Yu Yan stared at the teacher lecturing at the front, but her mind was consumed by these heart-gnawing thoughts.

As she drifted, she found herself zoning out while watching the teacher—she had such poise, such charisma when she lectured…

            

A flash of inspiration struck Yu Yan. Suddenly, she had an idea.

September 5, 2022, 11:23: 【There are so many pretty teachers at school. I’m going to run away from home and live in the dorms. I want to make her die of anxiety.】

Yu Yan darkly typed this passage on Weibo¹, pocketed her phone, and calmly watched the blackboard.

            

Then she didn’t absorb a single word, all the way until the teacher dismissed class.

At lunchtime, students streamed out of the classroom in groups, discussing what to eat. Huo Xixi said she wanted to try the newly opened malatang² stall on the third floor of the dining hall, and the other two agreed. Yu Yan said, “I’ll come too.”

“Huh?”

            

Her roommates looked at her in surprise. “You don’t have afternoon classes. Aren’t you going home?”

“No. After lunch I’m going back to the dorm.” Yu Yan packed her things and stood up. Seeing them still standing there blankly, she urged them to get going and announced, “I’m not coming back tonight either. I’m staying in the dorm.”

“Did you fight with Fu Yunqing?” they asked as they walked.

            

“No,” Yu Yan said.

Her tone was cheerful, and she didn’t look upset at all.

“True. Fu Yunqing is so gentle—I absolutely can’t imagine her fighting with anyone.” Shen Rui sipped her milk tea with a sigh.

            

Gentle?

What good was gentleness? That was exactly what caused all this trouble, Yu Yan thought irritably.

Yu Yan wasn’t used to the dining hall’s malatang, so she only managed a few bites of rice for lunch before heading back to the dorm with her roommates.

            

She didn’t come here often—occasionally, when she had afternoon classes, she’d nap here. The bed was clean and tidy; her roommate had washed her bedsheets along with her own a couple of days ago.

Climbing onto the bed, Yu Yan lay on her side and sent a message to Dan Lin: 【I’m not going home, not coming back tonight either. Don’t come pick me up.】

Dan Lin replied quickly: 【Understood.】

            

Yu Yan rolled onto her back and waited. After a moment, the phone beside her buzzed again.

This time, the sender wasn’t the driver Dan Lin—it was 【Fu-jiejie】.

Just as she’d expected.

            

That Dan Lin had reported the situation right away.

Fu-jiejie: 【Dan Lin says you’re not coming back for a couple of days. Is there some activity at school?】

An activity?

            

What activity? This was purely to keep her on a leash.

Hmph.

Yu Yan didn’t plan to reply. She turned off her phone and closed her eyes, trying to drift off.

            

But the more she tried, the more awake she became. She kept catching herself waiting for a message, but none ever came.

Yu Yan was a little annoyed.

Couldn’t she ask a couple more questions?

            

She had no afternoon classes. Her roommates, who’d been up late, were all catching up on sleep. Lying on this narrow bed that was less than a meter wide, Yu Yan found it hard enough just to turn over—it was miserably uncomfortable.

She finally made it to evening, when her roommates gradually woke up one by one. Huo Xixi said it was rare for their Yan-jie to be at the dorm for the night, so she wanted to buy some groceries and cook for her in the dorm.

Yu Yan was practically exhausted. “Didn’t the dorm auntie say cooking in the dorms would trip the breaker?”

            

“Don’t worry, the auntie was just scaring us. It’ll be fine.”

Huo Xixi dragged her to the supermarket for groceries, and together with the roommates, they made three dishes and a soup. Having not eaten well at lunch, Yu Yan was genuinely hungry. Huo Xixi was a decent cook, and she ate a full large bowl of rice.

Hours later, Fu Yunqing finally sent a second message: 【What’s wrong? Why aren’t you replying?】

            

It was already past six, right as the sun was setting. Fu Yunqing should have gotten off work by now.

She only remembered to text after getting off work.

Would she worry if Yu Yan didn’t reply?

            

She still seemed so calm. Yu Yan wanted to make her a little more anxious.

She wasn’t planning to go home tonight, but she really couldn’t stand staying in the dorm any longer. Sleeping on this bed would probably give her insomnia all night. She decided to check into a hotel instead.

Later, she said goodbye to her roommates, grabbed her bag, and headed downstairs. As she walked along the campus path, booking a hotel on her phone, she suddenly heard someone call her name.

            

“Yanyan.”

Yu Yan froze. She turned her head.

The September night was still suffocatingly hot, but a breeze drifted by. The air was fragrant with fresh greenery and flowers. Not far away, under a streetlamp, stood a woman in a long dress, gazing at her with soft eyes.

            

Fu Yunqing…

Why was she here?

When had she arrived? How long had she been standing there?

            

Yu Yan stood dazed. Fu Yunqing walked closer and asked, “Where are you going?”

“I…”

Yu Yan’s heart pounded. She didn’t know how to answer. Fu Yunqing asked again, “Why aren’t you replying to messages?”

            

Glancing downward, Fu Yunqing caught a glimpse of her phone screen. Yu Yan noticed her looking and instinctively put it away. Fu Yunqing was quiet for a moment, then looked up and said softly, “Come home with me, okay?”

“…”

The hotel…

            

Was clearly not happening.

Fu Yunqing stood right in front of her, looking down at her. Those eyes in the night were like a gently surging river of stars—bright, clear, and all-encompassing.

A faint fragrance drifted from her—more intimate, lovelier than the unnamed flowers in the air.

            

Yu Yan simply couldn’t resist.

Couldn’t resist at all…

She could only obediently get into Fu Yunqing’s car.

            

Her last shred of defiance and resistance made her avoid the passenger seat. She climbed into the back without a word. Fu Yunqing held the car door, standing beside it as if wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing and got into the car.

The car started and drove smoothly down the night road.

On the surface, Yu Yan didn’t say a word, but inside, her thoughts churned wildly.

            

All she could think was—How did Fu Yunqing end up at her school?

How long had she waited? How could she be so unfair?

Yu Yan knew that she’d almost—just almost—thrown away an entire day’s effort.

            

She’d almost been unable to resist hugging her.

No. Not enough…

She pulled out her phone, warning herself.

            

—September 5, 2022, 20:03: 【Got caught and taken home, but I will absolutely not sleep in the same bed as her】【Indifferent smiley jpg.】

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