Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife Chapter 95: You’re Happy to Get Rid of Me

Song Zijin preferred being worshipped, so the scales naturally tipped in Sheng Yueyue’s favor.

He helped Sheng Yueyue with everything. He didn’t even know why, but back then, he actually thought Sheng Yueyue was prettier than Gu Jiaojiao.

Later on, rumors spread throughout the compound that he and Sheng Yueyue had a childhood engagent and that he would eventually marry her.

Even though Song Zijin knew their families had never arranged any such thing, he didn’t refute the rumors, letting the misunderstanding stand.

His second aunt always said his eyes were plastered shut with cent, shaking her head and sighing at him. In response, his mother would scold his second aunt for being jealous of him.

And Song Zijin would be exceptionally smug about two girls fighting over him.

’Right now, Yueyue is trying to use the sa trick to force to be the one who says he won’t marry her. All to achieve her secret agenda.’

’Hmph! I won’t let her get her way.’

Sheng Yueyue had no choice but to continue coaxing Song Zijin. "Zijin~ Do you really want to marry ? It’s not because Uncle Song is pressuring you, is it?"

"There’s no other pressure. I’ve always genuinely liked you, Yueyue. Marry ."

Song Zijin said it without a trace of emotion. Sheng Yueyue could tell he was just going through the motions.

’This shouldn’t be happening. The future head of the Song Family is still just a college student right now, a reckless hothead.’

’How did he react so quickly? Why isn’t he taking the bait!’

’So the future richest man was different from others even from a young age?’

’So, should I marry him or not?’

’But He Aijun is stronger and more powerful than him, and his future is just as promising. With as his capable wife, he won’t be any worse off than Song Zijin in the future, right!’

In her past life, it was only because of her low self-esteem that she was constantly bullied by the He Family. She had lived a suffocating life, which was why she didn’t want to marry into the He Family again in this life.

But seeing He Aijun again today, Sheng Yueyue realized she still felt a certain fascination for her forr lover.

’I heard Dong Yuanyuan is also engaged to He Aiguo. If we beco sisters-in-law again in this life, I can definitely crush Dong Yuanyuan and grind her into dust.’

’And that wicked mother-in-law and those sisters-in-law... I’ll definitely have them running in circles.’

’Forget those won. Even the future, unapproachable Song Zijin was coaxed until he was completely obedient to .’

’Dong Yuanyuan, the He family’s mother-in-law, and her sisters-in-law... what do they even amount to? They’ll all be trampled under my feet.’

After weighing her options, Sheng Yueyue felt more and more that marrying He Aijun wasn’t such a bad idea.

Besides, Song Zijin had been hot and cold with her lately, and his attitude today was particularly disheartening.

’In any case, that bitch Gu Jiaojiao has already married a cripple. No matter who I marry, my life will be happier than hers.’

"Since Zijin wants to marry her and Yueyue has no objections, then I’ll find soone to pick an auspicious date for the two children to get married."

Mr. Song made the decision on the spot.

"Sob... I don’t..."

Sheng Yueyue wanted to object. It wasn’t that she had no objections; she just didn’t want to be the first to say it.

She wanted to guide Song Zijin into saying he didn’t want to marry her first. That way, she could gracefully back out, and her good reputation would remain intact.

’Soone like Song Zijin, who is always looking for the next best thing, deserves to be called a womanizer and accused of being a heartless user who dumps people after he’s done with them.’

But Mrs. Sheng cut off Sheng Yueyue’s rebuttal. ’Things have already co to this and she still doesn’t want to get married? How insensible.’

"Yueyue, stop crying. Mom knows you don’t want to go to your afternoon classes, so just stay ho and rest."

Influenced by Mrs. Sheng, the Sheng father and son also realized that Sheng Yueyue no longer wanted to marry Song Zijin.

"Yueyue, don’t cry. School is tough, so don’t go today," Sheng Shiwen said woodenly.

Although Mr. Sheng usually didn’t interfere in Sheng Yueyue’s marriage matters, it was because he felt he had wronged his adopted daughter.

But since things had co to this, he had to take a stand. "Old Song, go find soone to pick a date. As long as it avoids the college entrance exams, it’s fine."

"Old Sheng, don’t you worry. The soonest auspicious date is in August, so it won’t interfere with the exams."

Mr. Song imdiately agreed. Inwardly, however, he was thinking, ’Does the Song family’s daughter-in-law really need to study!’

’Our Song Family can afford to support an idle person. All she needs to do is give us a healthy grandson.’

"Daughter-in-law, you must be tired these past two days. Just stay ho and rest. Don’t go to school."

"Mm~ Thank you, Uncle Song~" Sheng Yueyue genuinely didn’t want to go to school and beco a laughingstock among her classmates.

Besides, she had already taken the college entrance exam once in her previous life. She still rembered the questions, so she was bound to score better than her classmates no matter what.

How could Sheng Yueyue know that the college entrance exam from her past life wasn’t from this year? The questions would naturally be different.

However, ever since her rebirth, she hadn’t focused on her studies at all. From the very beginning, she had been scheming to snatch Song Zijin.

Now that she had him, she found him to be nothing special and wanted to dump him.

’Since I can’t get rid of him for now, I’ll just string him along. I’ll make a decision after I’ve secured He Aijun.’

Sheng Yueyue was dead set on marrying He Aijun, but she had no idea he had already left for the Southern Border.

The earliest he would return was in three years. In her previous life, Sheng Yueyue had returned to the Sheng Family at twenty and only married He Aijun at twenty-one.

She was still unaware that her perfect plan was about to fall through.

The Sheng Family’s household assistant set out the hot dishes, but no one had much of an appetite. The food was tasteless to them.

Only Sheng Yueyue had a great appetite, devouring everything with gusto. Seeing this, her second brother from the Sheng family shook his head in secret. He couldn’t eat a thing.

It wasn’t that Song Zijin had no appetite; he was just thinking that the next ti he saw Gu Jiaojiao, he would ask her to divorce her husband and marry him.

Gu Jiaojiao had no idea Song Zijin was entertaining such an unreasonable thought. She was currently pushing Su Shuochi toward the school.

"Jiaojiao, find a deserted spot to send into the space. We might run into your classmates on the way."

It wasn’t that Su Shuochi didn’t want to spend more ti with his wife; he was just afraid he’d miss his chance to enter the space.

If they ran into her classmates, his wife would definitely just leave him at the school gate, which was why Su Shuochi had reminded Gu Jiaojiao.

Speak of the devil.

"RING RING RING... Cousin Jiaojiao, Cousin Jiaojiao, wait for ~" Dong Qiming ca chasing after them on his bicycle, panting.

Gu Jiaojiao shot Su Shuochi a helpless look, as if to say: ’It’s not that I don’t want to, I just didn’t have ti.’

Su Shuochi was sulking and didn’t want to speak. Then he heard Dong Qiming call out to him.

"Brother-in-law, you don’t have to take her any further. Cousin Jiaojiao can just ride my bike to school."

Su Shuochi: ...

’I’ll thank all eighteen generations of your ancestors for this.’

"Cousin Dong, I brought so stir-fried river snails and spicy strips for you," Gu Jiaojiao said, seeing the dark look on her husband’s face and worrying he would scare the innocent boy.

"Spicy strips! My older cousin gave so before. But what are stir-fried river snails?"

Dong Qiming was ecstatic. Just then, Zhang Mingyu also caught up on his bicycle.

Gu Jiaojiao handed him a small paper packet as well and took the opportunity to teach them how to suck the snail at out of the shells.

Although the two boys were distracted, there was no way she could shake them.

They walked all the way to the school gate, and the two little shadows were still flanking them.

Su Shuochi could only gaze resentfully at his wife’s back as she sat on the rear seat of Dong Qiming’s bicycle.

"Su Shuochi, don’t co pick up this afternoon! I’ll get a ride ho on Cousin Dong’s bike!"

Gu Jiaojiao cupped her hands around her mouth like a gaphone and shouted. After she finished, she waved at Su Shuochi with both hands.

Su Shuochi couldn’t bring himself to perform such a childish gesture. "Jiaojiao, are you happy now that you’ve ditched ? I’m definitely coming to pick you up from school this afternoon."