After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 80

“Miss, we have arrived.”

Xia Shishi rested her hand on the car window. After only dozing off for a moment, the luxury car had already pulled up to the university gate.

She slowly woke up from her sleep, her eyelids still fluttering with confusion. It took her a while to fully regain consciousness: “Oh, we’re here.”

Xia Shishi looked towards the university gate, and after a long pause, she rubbed her eyes hard.

The university hadn’t changed from her memory, yet it felt completely different.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since she had returned to school.

Twenty-year-old Xia Shishi was still a junior in college. When the plot ended, she had only just graduated. However, after her death, she had followed Wen Jiao for a long time, amounting to nearly ten years.

Ten years was enough to fade all her impressions of college. Yet, to outsiders, she had only been away from school for two months.

Since the rebirth happened right before summer vacation, and her parents and wife were all close to her, she hadn’t felt much until she arrived at the university gate. Now, Xia Shishi finally reacted.

She would probably have to start college all over again.

Did she still remember the courses from freshman and sophomore year?

Xia Shishi stepped out of the car. Considering she was returning to school; she was dressed simply and rather lightly because she was afraid of the heat.

With her attractive face, many students passing by were looking at her. Xia Shishi ignored them and lowered her head to text Wen Jiao.

“Wife, if you went back to college but couldn’t remember your former teachers, how would you handle it?”

Xia Shishi’s phone began to vibrate. Habits can change. The old Wen Jiao disliked replying to texts and preferred calling, but after being continuously harassed by Xia Shishi’s messages, she also started learning to reply via text.

Wen Jiao always paid attention to Xia Shishi’s texts, so her reply came quickly this time.

Wen Jiao: “I remember.”

Xia Shishi frowned, pressing harder on the screen: “If you didn’t remember!”

“If, you say—” Wen Jiao seemed to guess something, and her answer became a bit more serious. “I was busy with work in college and rarely stayed on campus. Even if I didn’t recognize them in person, the teachers would understand. But I would still privately ask someone to find out the details.”

Xia Shishi sighed. Is it possible that Wen Jiao already had an assistant in college, making it convenient to ask?

As for her, Xia Shishi’s “assistant” had been fired over a month ago.

Who should she ask?

The security guard?

Xia Shishi lingered at the school gate for a while. The driver didn’t dare to drive away, so he cautiously asked, “Miss, do you need any more help?”

Xia Shishi looked back at the driver. Great, the driver couldn’t help either.

“You can go back now. Just come pick me up later.” Fortunately, Xia Shishi didn’t live in the dorms and didn’t have roommates, so she could minimize the number of people she needed to inquire about.

Xia Shishi put her phone in her pocket. If there was one person she knew in college, there really was one.

Unfortunately, she didn’t dare to acknowledge that person.

“Meng Gui, your hand isn’t injured right now, is it?”

During an activity in college, Xia Shishi accidentally injured Meng Gui’s hand.

Meng Gui had been learning piano since childhood and was very talented. The value of a pianist’s hand could be seen from how long Xia Shishi was scolded afterward.

This wasn’t something that could be measured by money alone; it concerned a person’s destiny.

She injured Meng Gui’s hand during her senior year. Since it was currently only junior year, it was a good thing that Meng Gui’s hand was not injured.

But with this sense of guilt, even if Xia Shishi were ten times bolder, she wouldn’t have the nerve to wander in front of Meng Gui. Let their relationship end here. Their relationship was only a nodding acquaintance to begin with, and Meng Gui had only saved her out of kindness at the time.

Xia Shishi stood at the school gate for a while longer. She truly couldn’t find anyone to ask and was completely clueless right now.

She reached out to Wen Jiao for help again: “What if I can’t find anyone to ask?”

Wen Jiao: “Stay where you are and don’t move.”

Wen Jiao was still undergoing follow-up recovery treatment at the manor, but her words made it sound as if she was watching Xia Shishi stand still.

After a moment, Wen Jiao texted back: “Someone will come for you soon. Just follow him.”

Sure enough, someone quickly arrived. The person stood in front of Xia Shishi, not daring to speak much, only timidly nodding: “Hello, Senior Xia. My name is Hu Feiwen. I’m here to guide you.”

Xia Shishi: “…”

This was underestimating her, wasn’t it? She still remembered the way.

She remembered it, right? Probably.

Hu Feiwen was very polite, knew to call her “Senior,” and didn’t ask why Xia Shishi needed to be guided and couldn’t even remember her teachers.

Xia Shishi was very curious: “Whose arrangement are you following to look after me?”

Hu Feiwen: “The President.”

Xia Shishi: “President Wen?”

Hu Feiwen was utterly confused, letting out a blank “Ah,” before quickly thinking to explain: “No, our President’s last name is Liu. He seems to have received a call from someone else and asked me to pick you up. He’s busy right now and can’t return to school.”

The chain of relationships was complex, but Xia Shishi only needed to know that she had connections she could use.

However, seeing that Hu Feiwen didn’t ask further questions, Xia Shishi was still curious: “Don’t you find it strange that a senior needs a junior to guide her and doesn’t even remember the teachers?”

Hu Feiwen scratched his head: “Senior is very busy, I know. I’ve read your news.”

Hu Feiwen: “Actually, many people recognized you the moment you stood at the school gate, which is why I found you so quickly. It must be tiring, studying and working at the same time.”

Hu Feiwen gave Xia Shishi a reasonable excuse.

He believed that since Xia Shishi was only a junior, she had to dedicate herself to her family’s company while also making time for her studies. It was understandable that she couldn’t remember small details.

They mistook Xia Shishi for the former Wen Jiao. Wen Jiao was like this when she was in college, except Wen Jiao remembered who the teachers were, and she didn’t.

Moreover, she hadn’t wholeheartedly managed the company. It was Ye Murou who found the evidence of Ji Yan selling company secrets, and it was her wife who wrapped things up. She had been with her wife the whole time.

After Hu Feiwen finished speaking, he walked a few more steps before remembering: “Oh, right, you also got married.”

He said with emotion: “We mostly do part-time jobs during summer vacation, but you even got married along the way. Your schedule is really tight. We couldn’t do that.”

Xia Shishi curled her lips, then tried her best to suppress it: “Keep it low-key, low-key. My wife doesn’t like showing off our affection.”

Hu Feiwen: “Understood, Senior.”

“Senior lives off-campus, right?”

“…Yes.”

“Alright, I got it.”

Xia Shishi lowered her gaze, thinking, What exactly did you get?

Wen Jiao could return to the city but could only stay at the manor. She couldn’t even return to her own villa. That location was the most secure for her rehabilitation training, which was to be followed by a series of physical examinations.

But the manor was so far from the school. If she wanted to attend school normally, she couldn’t commute from the manor every day.

This would lead to a situation where Hu Feiwen thought she lived off-campus to be close to her wife, but in reality, she was living alone in an off-campus apartment.

Then, was there even a necessity to live off-campus?

Xia Shishi paused, once again condemning the start of school.

If only she wasn’t twenty years old.

If only she had already graduated, she could have lived with her wife right after getting married.

Changing the perspective, if her wife was a few years younger, they could attend college together, and on days without classes, they could go to their off-campus apartment to be intimate and do things college couples should do.

She should have clung to her more tightly that day, or she wouldn’t have to endure separation right after getting married like this.

After making sure there were no issues on Xia Shishi’s end, Wen Jiao put down her phone.

The assistant, who had been completely out of sight before, arrived at the villa and started working openly.

After Wen Jiao left the company, this assistant was transferred to another position by Wen Jiao’s aunt. But could the person Wen Jiao kept by her side be lacking in work ability? Absolutely not.

Including President Liu, whom Hu Feiwen mentioned, all connections were found by this assistant.

After handling private matters, he began discussing company business: “I couldn’t get the full version of the contract from General Manager Shi. I only have some simplified terms. Please take a look.”

Wen Jiao took the folder.

It contained only a few thin pages, clearly very simplified. It looked like the terms were dug out of a trash can, reorganized, and then reprinted.

Wen Jiao didn’t doubt her assistant’s ability to do this. She flipped through a few pages, mainly focusing on the payment for goods.

The price offered by Shicun was indeed unprecedentedly low, practically spitting out all the profits they had previously taken from the Wen Group.

Pursuing cooperation to this extent showed that Shicun’s funds were urgently needed.

Wen Jiao scanned the two pages: “How many times did my aunt go out?”

It was currently the time when Aunt Wen and Mother Wen were competing for the acting director position. Both sides needed to perform well, generally going out as little as possible. So, Wen Jiao’s question was self-evident.

The assistant replied: “Former colleagues said about five times. I personally only saw her three times.”

After all, he had been transferred from his position, making it less convenient than before. It was already quite good that he could get information from former colleagues. As for the accuracy of the information, they would just assume it was correct.

“Five times.” Negotiating terms wouldn’t require that many meetings. If it was this protracted, Shicun would have tried Mother Wen by now.

So, there must have been one trip to check the goods.

For Shicun to be able to provide a large supply of goods despite a shortage of funds, and to offer an unprecedentedly low price, it was highly likely that these were stored inventory goods. Since they were inventory goods, the quality inspection needed to be strictly controlled.

Aunt Wen wasn’t foolish. Of course, she would personally check before hesitating whether to cooperate.

Since no cooperation has been established yet, Wen Jiao was sure that her aunt must have been tempted.

Building the park itself wasn’t very profitable, but if a large sum could be saved on construction materials, Aunt Wen’s performance would be considered excellent. If she could secure benefits for the company, and being the old man’s biological daughter, the acting director position would be hers.

That is, provided Wen Jiao didn’t plan to return to the company.

She definitely planned to return.

Wen Jiao put down the folder and looked at the items on the desk. Aunt Wen must have guessed that Wen Jiao would make a move, so she tentatively sent gifts.

Aunt Wen’s excuse for sending gifts was pleasant: “You and Shishi will be going on your honeymoon after getting married, right? I know of an island that is perfect for escaping the heat. I heard Shishi is afraid of the heat, so that island is a must-go.”

Once one is busy with vacation, how much effort can one put into worrying about work?

Wen Jiao chuckled: “Everyone is really spoiling her.”

The assistant pretended not to understand.

Wen Jiao continued looking at him: “Is your new position tough?”

The assistant was honest: “No, it’s just guarding the water dispenser.” It wasn’t tiring, just inconvenient to move around, and… the salary and benefits were significantly reduced.

Wen Jiao nodded: “I will personally send you the bonus when the time comes. You should go back to work for now.”

The assistant left.

Wen Jiao looked at the folder, then at the two cards Aunt Wen sent.

She chose to proactively text Xia Shishi: “A subordinate needs a bonus. Transfer me some money.”

Xia Shishi was clearly slacking off on the other end, replying with a string of question marks: “???”

Transfer money?

Didn’t the netizens already start calling her “Stingy Xia”? And she was being asked to transfer money?

Is this really Wen Jiao, not swapped out?

Xia Shishi didn’t expect to question Wen Jiao’s authenticity over a mere bonus. After sending the question marks, she was completely puzzled.

She had never asked how much money Wen Jiao had, but it should be a lot. Wen Jiao had been financially independent for a long time, unlike her, who always asked her parents for money.

If her wife needed money, Xia Shishi would transfer it, but the awkward thing was that she had used most of her money to order wedding rings.

The rest was donated to the mountains. She didn’t want to see things like what happened to Ye Murou happen again.

So, she was now poorer than at any other time and couldn’t transfer the money.

Why is even my wife starting to be poor—Xia Shishi exclaimed that she was tricked.

We agreed I would live off her after marriage.

Where is the easy life?!

Wen Jiao: “Didn’t I give you the card when you went to school?”

Oh, the easy life was in her pocket.