Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 155 Zhou Jing: I am the thief Cao
"That's enough, get out now."

Yang Wenwen had no choice but to do as she was told. She stood on tiptoes and kissed the boy on the cheek and said.

"Good wife."

Zhou Jing patted Yang Wenwen's butt, left the bathroom, and went to the kitchen to brush his teeth.

There was a wall between the kitchen and the bathroom. As soon as Zhou Jing walked into the kitchen, he heard a rapid dripping sound coming from the bathroom next door. This reminded Zhou Jing of the scene where he was almost flooded last night, and his heart was beating fast.

After going to the toilet, Yang Wenwen washed her face and brushed her teeth. Her mind couldn't help but recall yesterday, which was fascinating like a dream.

Yang Wenwen felt that she was completely hopeless and completely collapsed in just one week.

With the boy, Yang Wenwen can forget all her worries and feel the beauty of life again. Even if it may be only a short-lived happiness, Yang Wenwen has no regrets, at least the boy gives her warmth and touches her.

Living in the moment.

Yang Wenwen sighed, the boy helped and cared for her without expecting anything in return, so why should she care about the secular world? She had already become disillusioned with the world, and it was Zhou Jing who made her feel the warmth of the world again, and that was enough. Just like Zhou Jing said last night, why bother with such a turbid world, just live in your own paradise and live a good life.

After figuring everything out, Yang Wenwen showed a relaxed and happy smile on her face.

After washing up, Zhou Jing returned to the bedroom, tidied up a little, hid the small umbrella box, tied up the garbage bag and placed it at the door, ready to throw it away on the way out.

Yang Wenwen's cell phone rang. Zhou Jing picked it up and saw that it was from Yang's mother.

"Wife, my mother-in-law is calling. Can I help answer it?"

Zhou Jing shouted outside the bathroom.

"Then take it!"

The corners of Yang Wenwen's mouth curled up involuntarily.

"Hello, Mom." Zhou Jing said before answering the phone. He said this deliberately. After returning to the bedroom, he continued to answer the phone and said, "Well, Wenwen is in the bathroom. We'll be back after washing our faces."

Yang Wenwen in the bathroom thought Zhou Jing really answered the phone and called out for his mother. She felt helpless but couldn't help wanting to laugh. This guy always made people laugh and cry.

"Okay, fine, that's fine. I just wanted to ask if you guys are up. You guys go ahead and get busy."

Yang's mother had no opinion on the relationship between her daughter and Zhou Jing. There was nothing wrong in having someone accompany her daughter and help her get out of the shadow.

"Aren't you afraid that my mother will be angry with you?"

After washing up and returning to the bedroom, Yang Wenwen pulled the boy's face with tears and laughter.

"Mother-in-law is very happy!" Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist, looked at her rosy face and said, "You haven't forgotten what we said last night, have you? Call me husband."

"No, you said you would listen to me during the day. You can't embarrass me."

The boy urged her so much at night, and Yang Wenwen couldn't help herself, so she couldn't shout out in broad daylight.

"Well, if you continue to act like a scoundrel tonight, I will punish you according to my family rules."

It was almost half past ten, and Zhou Jing didn't dawdle. He put on his down jacket and changed his shoes.

"How dare you? How would my mom react if you called her that?"

Yang Wenwen also wore a down jacket.

"I was stunned for a moment, then a little excited."

Zhou Jing suddenly realized that he had overacted. If he didn't shout out that he was exposed when he went to Yang Wenwen's house, wouldn't Yang Wenwen be disappointed?

"With such a sweet mouth, no wonder she is so popular."

Yang Wenwen sighed inwardly, her parents also wanted to have such a good son-in-law.

Zhou Jing put on his down jacket first, then put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist, kissed her hair and said:

"I meant what I said last night. I will treat CC as my own daughter. Just treat it as a mistake we made in high school. This way, when we return to your hometown, no one will talk about it. When the child goes to school, her classmates won't feel inferior when they talk about her father CC. At least I can give the child a complete childhood. We can pick her up from school together and let her grow up happily."

Yang Wenwen's eyes moistened again. She turned around, leaned on the boy's shoulder, raised her hand and placed it on the boy's back. She said in a trembling voice, "Thank you so much, Zhou Jing."

Her daughter is everything to Yang Wenwen. Yang Wenwen is also worried about the fact that her daughter has no father when going to school compared to other children. The boy not only does not mind her daughter, but is also so kind to her. Yang Wenwen's heart has been completely melted in the past two days.

"I told you everything you have is mine, including CC, call me husband."

Zhou Jing lifted Yang Wenwen's chin, looked into her pitiful big eyes and said.

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips and cleared her throat, then whispered softly, "Husband."

"The voice was so low that I couldn't hear it."

"Don't bully me during the day."

Yang Wenwen burst into laughter, patted the boy on the back and let go. No matter how strong and reserved a woman is, she has her weaknesses and a weak and feminine side. CC is Yang Wenwen's weakness. As long as you take good care of the little girl, you have control over Yang Wenwen.

"Guess if I haven't seen you, CC, cry all night?"

I am Cao Zei, Zhou Jing smiled, took the key and went out.

"Probably not. If you cry, my mom will call."

Yang Wenwen slipped on the stairs and almost fell.

"Legs still weak?"

Zhou Jing supported her immediately.

Yang Wenwen glanced at him without saying anything, thinking that the boy was too troublesome.

The weather outside is clear and the sun is shining brightly. It is not as cold as in the morning and evening, giving people the feeling that winter has come and spring cannot be far behind.

Worried about running into acquaintances on the bus, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen took a taxi. When they were almost at their destination, Yang Wenwen took out the money. Zhou Jing grabbed her hand, put his arm around her neck, and whispered in her ear gently and domineeringly, "How can you force your husband to pay in front of others?"

After saying that, Zhou Jing let go of Yang Wenwen and paid the bill.

"Machismo."

While being so doted on and feeling helpless, the sweetness and happiness made Yang Wenwen involuntarily act a bit like a coquettish girl.

"This is all I have. Don't deprive me of my only sense of superiority as a man."

The car stopped outside the community gate. Zhou Jing got out of the car and waited for Yang Wenwen to get out before closing the door.

Yang Wenwen lowered her head and smiled without saying anything.

"Mom, Uncle Xiao Zhou."

The little girl, who hadn't seen her mother all night, ran out of the living room when she heard the door open.

"Did CC cry last night?"

Zhou Jing caught the little girl who rushed towards him in his arms and asked.

"No."

The little girl kept shaking her head.

"I didn't cry last night, but I cried this morning."

Mother Yang came out of the kitchen and smiled at her daughter, whose face was rosy and shiny.

Zhou Jing glanced at Yang Wenwen and said, "You guessed wrong."

"Mom is not not coming back. Don't cry in the future, or I won't bring Uncle Zhou to play with you. Remember?"

Yang Wenwen had a bright smile on her face and rubbed her daughter's face.

"Ok!"

The little girl hugged Zhou Jing's neck and nodded obediently.

"I think you two haven't had breakfast yet, Xiao Zhou, have some fruit first."

The meal was not ready yet, and Yang's mother brought a fruit plate with bananas and oranges to the living room.

Yang Wenwen went to the kitchen to help her mother cook, while Zhou Jing played with the little girl in the living room. The little girl took out the paintings she had drawn in the past two days and showed them to Zhou Jing as if she was tearing up the house.

“Is the painting still very abstract?”

Yang Wenwen brought a glass of water and put it on the coffee table and said with a smile.

“But the progress is visible to the naked eye.”

Zhou Jing patiently examined what the little girl had drawn.

"You are indeed a better teacher than me."

Yang Wenwen felt inferior to Zhou Jing, because Zhou Jing was better than her whether in leading students or coaxing children.

"From now on, I will be responsible for working to support the family, and you will be responsible for looking beautiful and taking care of the kids at home."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's face and said.

　I wrote a sequel to the previous chapter. If you are interested, you can join the group to read it.

　　
　
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