CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 64: THE TEACHER’S DISCIPLINE

I always knew Song Wei was exceptionally intelligent, but I didn’t expect him to be so perceptive, seeing through everything in an instant.

Wen Wan didn’t even have time to hide her embarrassment, she felt so awkward, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Yet before her was the tall and sturdy figure of the man, his long and strong arms trapping her against the door. No matter which way she turned, she couldn’t escape the distinct masculine aura emanating from him.

Instinctively, Wen Wan closed her eyes.

Since childhood, she had remained relatively calm due to her premonitions. However, whenever she faced Song Wei, all norms were broken.

Since their first meeting, she had been afraid of him.

Not that Song Wei had done anything to her, but his mature and steady demeanor naturally classified him as a senior in her mind.

Children can’t help but be reserved before elders.

Wen Wan wasn’t a dainty and shy good girl. Knowing who wanted to harm her beforehand, she’d counterattack without hesitation, like when she set Widow Liu’s yard on fire to mess with Limp Wang, paved a road with flowers to attract bees and stop Mrs. Tian Zhang from causing trouble at the Song family, and tonight dressed as a ghost with Song Yuanbao to scare people.

The reason Wen Wan could be unfazed was that she had become accustomed to such antics over the years.

So, she had always been a "bad kid."

Bad kids fear nothing more than encountering a calm and strict adult.

But later, she not only met one but also willingly married him.

Although after marriage, Song Wei spoiled her without being strict, her usual mischievous tendencies seemed ineffective in front of him.

Whenever Song Wei was around, she couldn’t help but transform into a "good kid."

Wen Wan was feeling frustrated, then she felt a slight pain in her palm. Upon opening her eyes, she noticed that Song Wei had somehow acquired a ruler, which he probably used to smack her earlier. That serious demeanor indeed resembled a teacher disciplining a student.

Without even having a chance to plead, Song Wei’s voice came, "Will you dare lie again in the future?"

Wen Wan shrunk her reddened hand, suddenly wanting to take back everything she had just silently complained about.

"Hmm?"

The man’s voice above lifted in pitch.

Wen Wan blinked, with a look of "I can’t answer even if you ask again."

Song Wei saw through her little act of playing pitiful, put away the ruler, and pulled her hand over, blowing softly, "Does it hurt?"

Smacking then giving a sweet reward? Wen Wan didn’t want to pay him any mind, grumbling internally.

...

Late at night, nestled close and drifting into sleep, she seemed to hear Song Wei say near her ear: "In the future, don’t think about shouldering everything alone, your husband is not just for show."

Wen Wan was too sleepy, her eyelids unable to open, she vaguely nodded and then snuggled into his arms, sleeping soundly until dawn.

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Every time Song Wei had to travel afar, Granny Song’s heart would hang in her throat, and this time was no exception. As she sent the young couple off, she made countless reminders to be careful in everything.

Since discussing the benefits of Song Wei’s success allowing them to enjoy prosperity, Song Erlang and his wife stopped causing trouble. Hearing that Song Wei was heading to the Prefecture today, Second Lang’s wife cooked some eggs and wrapped them up for Wen Wan, telling her to eat them if she got hungry on the road, and urged Song Wei to do well in the exams.

Wen Wan didn’t refuse and accepted the eggs.

The Prefecture was far, and Song Wei couldn’t possibly drive a bullock cart there. Old Song had to take the couple to the county, from where they would rent a carriage to the Prefecture.

Song Yuanbao was returning to town school, and got a ride with them.

As the bullock cart passed through the village, Wen Wan heard villagers gossiping about ghosts haunting the area, saying Zhang Er and his wife were possessed, not recognizing their parents, and calling everyone they saw a ghost, kneeling and begging the little spirits not to harm them.

Wen Wan exchanged a glance with Song Yuanbao, lowered her head, and laughed secretly.