I raised my nemesis into my husband

Chapter 60.2

Editor: Princess

In the enclosed bathroom, only the sound of running water could be heard. Xu Ling slowly leaned down, half-kneeling beside the bathtub.

The young man sitting in the bathtub looked down at him from above, his gaze coldly confused. Xu Ling raised his hand, his fingertip touching the young man’s lips, grinning somewhat wickedly as he rubbed that soft flesh until it was deeply red.

His fingertip slid across the young man’s pearly white teeth, creating a glassy sheen of moisture.

“Don’t have other dogs.” Xu Ling told him. “I’ll always protect you.”

The bathroom door was gently knocked.

“Should I get pajamas for princess?” Li Haoyue asked.

Xu Ling: “Get them. Get the ones from my suitcase.”

When he turned back, the malice and aggression in his eyes seemed to have disappeared.

He hummed a tune, smiling brilliantly as he took the shower-head to wash Ning Sheng’s hair.

Ning Sheng frowned and raised his hand to hit him.

“Ning Ning, a rinse will help you grow taller.” Xu Ling said.

Ning Sheng paused, “?”

He stopped moving.

Xu Ling was in an excellent mood as he slowly helped Ning Sheng bathe.

In the living room, the maths nerd was tutoring Lu Peng in math frantically.

“Don’t keep getting distracted.” Li Haoyue tapped the table. “Are you living up to this beautiful triangle?”

Lu Peng couldn’t take it anymore: “What is Dog Xu singing? It sounds awful.”

Li Haoyue: “….”

Ning Sheng had almost forgotten that he couldn’t drink alcohol. Mainly because he was usually so cold and sharp-tongued that normally no one would dare to encourage him to drink.

He woke up to Xu Ling’s alarm clock, always feeling like he had heard a really awful song the night before.

On the way to school, he asked Xu Ling, “Did you sing last night?”

Xu Ling, walking ahead, stiffened, his neck seemingly rusted as it turned around joint by joint: “Do you remember?”

Ning Sheng: “I only remember that.”

Ning Sheng: “You didn’t hit me yesterday too, did you?”

“I did.” Xu Ling said. “You cried and begged me not to hit you anymore.”

“Then I’m hitting you back now!” Ning Sheng pounced on him.

Xu Ling protested, “Don’t! I didn’t hit you. How would I dare!”

The secret joy of not being discovered and the secret disappointment of not being discovered—these two emotions collided throughout Xu Ling’s heart, settling into the sound of the young man’s pursuing footsteps.

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The entrance exam for the senior year was about to begin.

In the first examination room, students were all nervously waiting for the exam to start, but at the seats of first, second, and third place, those three were still chattering away.

“This young master wants grilled fish for lunch.” Ning Sheng poked the math nerd in front of him frantically with his pen.

“The grilled fish counter gets crowded. If we finish our papers 15 minutes early, we can get grilled fish just as the after-school crowd floods into the cafeteria.” The maths nerd said.

Ning Sheng: “Okay!”

Xu Ling poked Ning Sheng frantically with his pen.

“Stop poking my back!” Ning Sheng turned around to hit him. “What do you want?”

“I can’t remember a line of poetry.” Xu Ling told him. “Help me think it through.”

Ning Sheng: “Which line?”

“I’m making it up right now.” Xu Ling said.

Ning Sheng: “?”

“Everyone quiet down.” The proctor walked into the classroom and tapped the podium. “Let’s prepare for the exam.”

“I’ll tell you after I finish my paper.” Ning Sheng said.

The young man turned back around hurriedly, his open school uniform jacket bringing with it a clean scent of soap.

Snow-white test papers fluttered down, landing on Ning Sheng’s desk.

Ning Sheng uncapped his pen and wrote his name on the side of the paper.

The classroom quieted down, leaving only the rustling sound of answering questions.

Stroke by stroke, written in the slowly passing time.

A hand collected the test paper from the desk.

With a click, Ning Sheng capped his pen, which spun half a circle between his fingers.

The young man put his admission ticket into a document folder. The college entrance examination was over.

As soon as Ning Sheng left the classroom, Lu Peng rushed over from the adjacent examination room and lifted him high.

Ning Sheng: “Have you gone crazy from the exam!”

Ning Sheng: “Let me go, my dog will bite you to death!”

“Princess! I feel like my family’s ancestral graves are smoking with good fortune!” Lu Peng said. “I can definitely get in.”

Ning Sheng: “Don’t set up flags.”

As soon as Ning Sheng went downstairs, the maths nerd rushed over from the downstairs examination room and lifted him high.

Ning Sheng: “You’ve gone crazy too!”

Next, when Xu Ling came rushing over from the examination room in the opposite building—

Ning Sheng dodged, and Xu Ling ended up hugging Lu Peng.

Xu Ling: “?”

Lu Peng: “Heh heh.”

“Let’s go to the entrance to look.” Xu Ling put his arm around Ning Sheng’s shoulder, pressing some weight down as he pushed him forward. “My mom said she wore a qipao today for victory.”

Ning Sheng: “Wow!”

“Heh heh, I also want to see little flower goddess in a qipao.” Lu Peng said.

At the school entrance, reporters had come for interviews and caught Lu Peng.

“Why do you have a bump on your head?” The reporter asked.

Lu Peng: “I deserved it.”

The reporter caught the maths nerd.

“Too easy, no thoughts.” The maths nerd said.

The reporter then caught Xu Ling.

“Sorry, I’m busy.” Xu Ling said, holding a stack of flyers for car wash shop branches and car modification shops in the city district, not wasting this moment of foot traffic, racing against time to expand his family’s car washing and car modification business.

The reporter caught Ning Sheng.

“Hello, may I ask…” The reporter was stunned.

This randomly selected high school student was really good-looking. There wasn’t a single flaw to be found in his features.

Ning Sheng: “Hmm?”

“Do you have anything to say?” The reporter, after being looked at by him, spoke with some hesitation.

“The sun of our Qing’an Town will never set.” Ning Sheng said.

The reporter: “?”

The reporter: “What does that mean?”

Xu Ling reached a hand into the frame and led Ning Sheng away.

More than ten days later, the college entrance exam results came out, and everyone was stunned—

Provincial champion: Li Haoyue.

Second place: Ning Sheng; Third place: Xu Ling.

The media wanted to arrange interviews, but discovered that all three of them actually came from Qing’an Town.

The remote small town nestled in the mountains welcomed so many outside visitors for the first time.

The media carried equipment of various sizes, wanting to conduct door-to-door interviews with the academic achievers.

“We have now arrived at the town of academic achievers, Qing’an Town.” Some media even started live streaming. The reporter, with perfect and appropriate makeup, walked and talked. “The people here are simple and honest…”

Lu Peng’s father, carrying a machete while chasing a pig, ran through the frame, yelling chaotically as he chased.

The reporter said, “…This place is plain and unpretentious…”

Ning Sheng’s family’s brand-new Maybach drove through the frame, passing by dashingly.

The reporter: “….”

The reporter stepped out of frame and complained to the production team: “This town isn’t following my script.”

“Interview people then. Academic achievers are usually more well-behaved.” Someone nearby said.

The reporter returned to the frame: “Now we’ve come to the home of the provincial champion, Li Family Orchard. We’re told that the other two academic achievers, plus an athletic talent, are also here today. Let us see…”

The reporter continued, “…Let us see…”

Xu Ling and Lu Peng were riding in the lychee trees of the orchard, frantically shaking the branches.

Li Haoyue and Ning Sheng held bamboo baskets, running back and forth under the trees to catch the falling lychees.

Li Haoyue caught lychees, Ning Sheng caught a praying mantis.

Ning Sheng screamed and kicked the bamboo basket far away.

Xu Ling slid down the tree with a whoosh, picked up the praying mantis, and chased after him to comfort him.

“Don’t be afraid, this doesn’t bite!” Xu Ling said. “You can touch it all you want and it won’t bite… Ouch, damn it.”

The reporter: “….”

The audience: “….”