I Woke Up and Found Myself Married to the Dean - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: They Are the Most Perfect Match!

In the wake of the Ferris wheel incident…

Si Nanyu felt a distinct shift in Wen Qingyan’s attitude toward her.

For example… in the mornings, Wen Qingyan would still eat breakfast with her and commute to work with her.

However, she no longer reminded her to be “careful” or “watch out” while she was doing her daily exercises.

It felt like something had changed, yet nothing had.

There was no coldness or alienation, but she had become harder to read.

In any case, Si Nanyu couldn’t figure it out.

She had a vague inkling that it was because of her sudden teasing and testing that night on the Ferris wheel.

After that little probe, Wen Qingyan seemed to have retreated back into her shell.

Though Si Nanyu wasn’t even sure when Wen Qingyan had ever been “out” of it…

Restless after her workout, Si Nanyu’s thoughts began to wander further and further astray in the office, eventually reaching a point that startled even herself.

What kind of metaphor is that?!

Bah, my Teacher Wen isn’t some…

Stop imagining things right now!

Si Nanyu shook her head vigorously. Under Jiao He’s puzzled gaze, she stood up and walked out with a smile to find Wen Qingyan for lunch.

Lately, whenever they had a free moment, they ate together. She had specifically asked Sister Fan yesterday—today’s special was fish!

Likely sweet and sour fish.

Si Nanyu checked her phone. She had sent a WeChat message to Wen Qingyan ten minutes ago asking when she could leave her office, but Wen Qingyan hadn’t replied. She was likely busy.

In that case… she’d just send one more.

Teacher Wen! I’m already prep.

“Nanyu, we might have to eat a bit late today.”

Before she could finish typing, Si Nanyu was intercepted by Yang Miao, who delivered this piece of bad news.

Locking her phone, Si Nanyu asked with a sense of foreboding: “Is it about the choir?”

“Exactly.”

“Vice Principal Zhu came for an inspection today. He suggested adding a symphony to the performance for the school sports meet.”

“A symphony?”

“Vice Principal Zhu?”

A symphony? Given the scale of a choir, how were the students at Zhennan supposed to pull that off?

“Teacher Yang, you’re joking, right?”

“The choir only has about twenty students, and their skill levels are all over the place. Forming a symphony orchestra…”

Si Nanyu felt like she was losing her mind. What kind of person would make such an unreasonable demand? Especially when the sports meet was only three days away.

Yang Miao looked awkward. She couldn’t speak ill of the leadership, so she could only explain in a low voice: “…Vice Principal Zhu doesn’t really understand these things.”

“That’s just too…” Realizing the situation, Si Nanyu swallowed the words too ridiculous! and began thinking of a solution. Suddenly, her eyes met Jiao He’s.

Irritated and speechless, she looked at Jiao He and then asked Yang Miao: “Vice Principal Zhu didn’t say anything about adding a dance, did he?”

There weren’t many dance majors at Zhennan High; she was the only one in the entire senior year. Previously, Vice Principal Li had mentioned that a folk dance wouldn’t be appropriate for the sports meet, so…

The seniors didn’t have a program this time, though the freshmen and sophomores had spontaneously formed a street dance crew that she occasionally supervised.

She was nervous.

But then she saw Yang Miao shake her head: “…He didn’t mention adding a dance.”

She relaxed instantly.

But Yang Miao quickly looked toward her and added: “However, Vice Principal Zhu said that ‘the national is the global,’ and it shouldn’t be restricted by the occasion. He wants Teacher Jiao He to teach some movements to the sophomores and seniors.”

“In short, no one is allowed to sit idle.”

“This sports meet isn’t just for the students; it’s for the faculty too!”

“It’s the 20th anniversary of the school’s founding. We can’t lose our momentum!”

Jiao He wilted.

She offered a weak, aggrieved protest: “I’m not very close with the two teachers for the sophomores and seniors. It wouldn’t be right for me to go and instruct their students, would it?”

“Then why don’t you go tell Vice Principal Zhu yourself?”

“I don’t dare!”

Jiao He shrank back and decided to be obedient. She slinked out of the office: “Sister Yang, I’m heading to the opposite building.”

The opposite building was for the sophomores.

The building behind was for the freshmen.

Si Nanyu looked around, thinking that the only group “Vice Principal Zhu” might have spared was the Art Department.

But then she saw Xu Jinghao painting a mural with several other art teachers over at the freshman building.

The fantasy ended.

Fine. It was fair. Vice Principal Zhu was treating everyone in the Arts and Physical Education Research Group with perfect equality.

Even the staff for the freshmen and sophomores hadn’t been spared.

In short, Si Nanyu was about to get very busy.

After greeting Yang Miao and heading for lunch, she was dying to share the news with Wen Qingyan. But… Wen Qingyan messaged her first.

I heard about the symphony. You must be busy, so I’ll head to the cafeteria first.

…I’m done. I’m coming to find you now.

Si Nanyu replied and waited a few seconds. She saw the “typing” status on the other end for quite a while, but the final message she received was very brief.

Okay.

She felt gloomy, with a bitterness she couldn’t voice.

Si Nanyu hung her head and walked toward the cafeteria with heavy steps.

Because she arrived a bit late, the cafeteria was less crowded. Well, there were fewer students, but the faculty area was still quite full. Si Nanyu grabbed her food and located Wen Qingyan with unerring precision. After a few steps, she saw the eyesore that was Qu Yixuan sitting down across from her.

What is she doing?

Si Nanyu’s already gloomy mood flared into anger. She quickened her pace.

Qu Yixuan was sitting opposite Wen Qingyan? Then she would sit right next to her!

Sister Fan hadn’t lied; it really was sweet and sour fish!

Si Nanyu had barely ordered anything else. She had two portions of the fish. After giving Qu Yixuan a smile that passed for a greeting, she spoke to Wen Qingyan with natural, intimate warmth: “Teacher Wen, the sweet and sour fish today is excellent.”

“Sister Fan took my advice and picked a fish with fewer bones!”

Si Nanyu kept talking, but her hands didn’t stop. With the fastest bone-picking speed of her life, she placed a whole piece of fish into Wen Qingyan’s bowl.

Across from them, Qu Yixuan’s expression shifted slightly. Si Nanyu acted as if she hadn’t noticed, her voice low and soft as if coaxing a child: “Teacher Wen, give it a try~”

Wen Qingyan couldn’t handle it.

She had been feeling awkward ever since the Ferris wheel incident.

The “eighteen-year-old” Si Nanyu felt like a lifetime ago. In her memory, that version of her only spoke in a tiny voice and occasionally looked away when their eyes met.

In short, she would never make jokes so casually.

The twenty-eight-year-old Si Nanyu would, but it was different.

The twenty-eight-year-old Si Nanyu was brazen in front of her, demanding kisses in public and then dragging her to a quiet corner to kiss her passionately. Sometimes she would make Wen Qingyan’s heart race even faster by demanding she take the lead.

But the idea—or the belief—that she would be the one to actively and boldly kiss Si Nanyu…

That didn’t seem likely.

Wen Qingyan always felt something was slightly off; her heart pounded harder, and her sense of shame grew heavier.

Consequently, she was exceptionally awkward whenever she faced Si Nanyu.

Yes, awkward. The kind of awkwardness she was fully aware of herself.

Especially now, in public. Si Nanyu was serving her fish, picking out the bones, and practically feeding it to her.

It was overly sentimental and theatrical.

And yet, she didn’t want to refuse.

She opened her mouth slightly…

But when she saw the deeply inquisitive look Qu Yixuan was giving them from across the table, she pressed her lips tight.

“Are you afraid there are still bones?”

“I picked them all out very cleanly, Teacher Wen~”

The way Si Nanyu hummed that final “Teacher Wen” was high and soft, sounding very much like when she sang, or more like…

A certain night that had left her trembling.

Wen Qingyan could bear it no longer.

“…No,” she said nervously, her eyes downcast.

Fortunately, her voice was naturally cool and distant, making it hard for others to detect anything unusual.

Si Nanyu lowered her head to perform more “bone picking,” drawing Qu Yixuan’s gaze.

Wen Qingyan felt herself catch her breath, but she couldn’t eat another bite.

She stood up as if fleeing, saying to no one in particular: “I’ve finished. Take your time.”

“Teacher Wen… you haven’t even eaten the fish yet!” Si Nanyu’s slightly dissatisfied, wheedling voice brought Wen Qingyan to a halt.

Wen Qingyan turned back, unable to stop herself from glaring at Si Nanyu, trying to make her behave.

“…Fine, fine.” Si Nanyu caved, compromising right then and there.

Then, as if casually showing off to Qu Yixuan, she added: “Teacher Wen just doesn’t want me to work too hard~”

Wen Qingyan, who had already turned away, couldn’t listen to another word. She left the cafeteria at top speed.

Right up until the end of the workday, she didn’t want to talk to Si Nanyu. It was too embarrassing, and far too childish!

However, they still commuted together.

Wen Qingyan had no choice; she had to go home too.

So, she simply left her office a bit later than usual to head to the parking lot.

Si Nanyu was leaning against the car waiting for her. When she saw her coming, she walked forward and naturally reached for her bag.

Wen Qingyan didn’t give it to her. With a dark expression, she dodged and questioned Si Nanyu: “Do you have any idea how out of line you were today?”

“And utterly childish.”

“I know.”

“I know all of it.”

Seemingly surprised that Si Nanyu would admit it so blatantly, Wen Qingyan was momentarily stunned. Then she heard Si Nanyu say with a voice full of resentment: “Who told her to have the nerve to like you?”

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed after being at this school for so long. She and Zhao Qing have something going on, yet she harasses every eligible young woman she sees straight or queer, married or single, with or without a girlfriend, she doesn’t care.”

“Aside from Xu Jinghao, who’s close to you, she even chased after Jiao He in our office!”

“So she’s the one who’s unethical. Why should I make things easy for her?”

“Plenty of people know the rumors about us. Does she not know? Then I’ll make sure she knows that our relationship is anything but ordinary.”

“You should have eaten the fish I deboned for you!”

The more Si Nanyu spoke, the angrier she got. Her cheeks were puffed out, and she looked at Wen Qingyan with a hint of grievance.

It left Wen Qingyan feeling both baffled and helpless.

Not wanting to argue, she simply said the thing she thought Si Nanyu would care about: “…Then what do you think others will think?”

“Why should I care what others think?”

“I only need to know what you think!”

“Then… why didn’t you think that way before?”

One word led to another, and Wen Qingyan finally asked the question she had been keeping bottled up for a long time. Si Nanyu was instantly stunned.

Belatedly, she realized she really had been out of line today speaking so loudly to Wen Qingyan!

And what did that question even mean?

With a face full of question marks, she tilted her head and asked: “Why wouldn’t I think that way?”

“Aren’t we… legally married?”

“Why?”

“You said that I used to be your teacher and that given our current relationship, you were afraid people would get the wrong idea,” Wen Qingyan said expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Si Nanyu’s fire seemed to go out instantly. She was in disbelief.

She…

It was true that she would do such a thing out of consideration for Wen Qingyan.

But they were already married.

They were going to spend their whole lives together. Was she supposed to hide it for the rest of her life?

No, she wouldn’t even consider it.

She had imagined that if she could ever be with Wen Qingyan, she would want absolutely everyone to know. That they belonged to each other, that they loved each other deeply, that they…

Were the most perfect match in the entire world!

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