18: Chapter 18 Su Yingxue's "Surprising" Proposal

Time passed quickly. Su Yingxue had been married to the Lin family for nearly two months and had been pregnant for over a month.

There were still a few days left before she could take another first-grade blood essence pill.

That night, the lights in the bridal chamber remained on until late, as usual.

The passion had just subsided, and the air was still filled with an ambiguous scent.

Su Yingxue lay limp in Lin Yun's arms, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing had not yet fully returned to normal.

She raised her hand to gently stroke Lin Yun's face, her eyes filled with infatuation and love.

"Husband..." she whispered, "I love you so much..."

Lin Yun felt a warmth in his heart and lowered his head to press a kiss on her forehead: "I do, too."

The two lingered in a kiss for a while longer until their breathing completely calmed down.

Su Yingxue leaned against Lin Yun's chest, her fingers unconsciously stroking his pectoral muscles, and suddenly asked softly:

"Husband, what do you think of Teacher Shen Youqing?"

Lin Yun was taken aback: "Shen Youqing? Who?"

Su Yingxue looked up at him:

"It's the teacher from the Second Middle School, Teacher Shen Youqing."

"Don't you remember?"

Lin Yun thought carefully for a moment and finally remembered.

After his Awakening of the System, he had gone to ask for Wen Yan's hand in marriage but was thrown out.

Then, he had collected information on all eligible women in Jiangcheng.

No more than five people in the whole city met the System's requirements, and only two had an appearance score over 90.

One was his wife in his arms, Su Yingxue, and the other was the liberal arts teacher at the Second Middle School, Shen Youqing.

"I remember now." Lin Yun nodded, then felt a bit strange, "Why did you suddenly ask about this, my wife?"

Su Yingxue snuggled closer into his arms and whispered:

"I was just curious... who exactly did you propose to before, husband? I chatted with Auntie Liu these past few days, and she told me some things..."

Lin Yun suddenly realized: "Oh, so you were asking Auntie Liu about this over the past few days?"

"Mm-hmm."

Su Yingxue nodded, a flash of admiration in her eyes.

"Husband, your eye for people is truly remarkable; those you chose are all so good. Especially Teacher Shen Youqing; she is kind and beautiful..."

She began to count off Shen Youqing's merits:

"I heard she has a gentle personality, is very knowledgeable, and is exceptionally good to her students."

"And she is truly beautiful. It's not that flashy kind of beauty, but rather a gentle and intellectual one, as if she walked right out of an ancient painting."

"Many students at the Second Middle School say they can't bear to let their minds wander during her class because just looking at her is a form of enjoyment..."

As Lin Yun listened, the image of Shen Youqing gradually emerged in his mind.

He had indeed collected data on Shen Youqing:

22 years old, graduated from a regular university just a year ago, and is now a liberal arts teacher for the first year of high school at the Second Middle School.

In the photo, she was indeed full of scholarly air, with gentle brows and eyes, a calm smile, and a kind of intellectual beauty.

The data showed that she was the school beauty during her time at school, with countless pursuers, but she rejected them all on the grounds of "focusing on her studies."

She completed the four-year university curriculum in two years and graduated a year early.

"She is indeed a very outstanding person."

Lin Yun nodded, then felt somewhat puzzled, "But my wife, why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

He thought for a moment, then suddenly leaned toward Su Yingxue's face with a mischievous grin, his hands wandering mischievously:

"Is my wife jealous? Worried that your husband will go find her?"

Su Yingxue felt ticklish from his touch and playfully slapped his hand away: "No... I'm not jealous."

"Then why did you suddenly bring her up?" Lin Yun pressed.

Su Yingxue's eyes were watery, and a blush appeared on her face; she seemed to find it difficult to speak.

She fidgeted for a long while before looking up and gazing affectionately at Lin Yun:

"Husband... what do you think of Teacher Shen Youqing?"

Lin Yun was confused by her and answered directly: "Hmm, she's very good. But not as good as my wife."

This was the truth.

The System's rating was there: Shen Youqing 92, Su Yingxue 96.

And after spending every day together for these two months, Lin Yun's feelings for Su Yingxue were no longer just those of a "contractual couple."

Su Yingxue heard this, a flash of sweetness in her eyes, but she continued on her own:

"Teacher Shen Youqing is indeed very good... she just graduated from university a year ago, young and beautiful."

"She was the school beauty of the Second Middle School before, and now that she's back to teach, who knows how many people she has captivated."

"I heard that when she was in high school, she received countless love letters every day, including many written by people from other schools."

"But she rejected them all and threw herself into her studies."

"She was the most beautiful and popular person in all of Jiangcheng during that batch—no, it should be those few years."

Lin Yun nodded: "Hmm, that is indeed true."

"Given her conditions, she was indeed the most beautiful one during those years."

"Hee hee, luckily she was born a few years early and didn't meet my wife, otherwise the title of 'Most Beautiful in Jiangcheng' wouldn't have been her turn."

Lin Yun said this sincerely, without any bias.

After all, the System's rating wouldn't lie; Su Yingxue's 96 points were the real deal.

The smile in Su Yingxue's eyes grew deeper, but she still continued to ask:

"Then husband... do you also think Teacher Shen Youqing is quite good?"

Lin Yun finally realized something was wrong.

Su Yingxue beating around the bush like this was definitely not just asking casually.

"Wife, what exactly do you want to say?"

He looked at her seriously: "Stop beating around the bush and just tell your husband directly."

Su Yingxue took a deep breath, as if she had made a great resolution.

She sat up, cupped Lin Yun's face in her hands, her eyes firm and serious:

"I want to help you bring her home, husband!!!"

Lin Yun: "???! ! !"

He widened his eyes, unable to react for a moment.

"What did you say?" Lin Yun suspected he had misheard.

"I said—" Su Yingxue repeated clearly, word by word.

"I, want, to, help, you, husband, bring, Teacher, Shen, Youqing, home!"

Lin Yun was stunned.

Completely stunned.

He stared blankly at Su Yingxue, his mind a complete blank.

After a long while, he finally asked:

"Wife... are you joking?"

"No."

Su Yingxue shook her head, her expression as serious as could be, "I am serious."

Lin Yun sat up and examined her expression carefully, wanting to find a trace of a joke in it.

But all he saw was firmness and... anticipation?

"Why?" Lin Yun really couldn't understand, "Why would you want to help me marry another woman? Shouldn't you be... unhappy?"

Su Yingxue leaned back into his arms and whispered:

"At first, I was a little unhappy... knowing that you had 'screened' before choosing me, I did feel a little awkward inside."

"But I've thought about a lot these past few days..."

Her voice grew lower and lower, a flash of self-reproach in her eyes.

"Husband... you are so strong in that regard, yet as your wife, I have been unable to satisfy you; this is too derelict of my duty."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and by the end, her eyes were red.

That look of grievance and self-reproach made Lin Yun's heart tighten.