Pretty Wife Insists I Live Off Her - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: In My Heart, You’ll Always Be My Wife.

In the previous life, Yue Lei and her wife had embraced countless times, but she never knew that after truly connecting emotionally, it would feel so incredibly good. Yue Lei couldn’t get enough, asking Mo Yingxue three times in a row.

She probably would have asked for more if she hadn’t been afraid that excessive intimacy would be detrimental to their health, making it harder to arouse her later.

After washing away the stickiness, Yue Lei lay back on the bed, giggling at her wife. Finally, she couldn’t resist.

She crawled over and rubbed noses with Mo Yingxue: “Since you like those… variations, why didn’t you tell me earlier? We wouldn’t have had so many regrets in the last life… The thought that I didn’t satisfy you makes my heart ache.”

The truth was, the amount she gave was already more than she needed, and the idea of being unsatisfied was pure nonsense.

However, saying those words would only feed her pride and desire. Mo Yingxue lazily kissed her on the corner of her mouth, choosing not to answer.

Yue Lei knew her wife was shy and didn’t have the wicked pleasure of coaxing sweet talk out of her. She just hugged her again: “You have to tell me everything from now on, whether you like it or not.”

“Okay,” Mo Yingxue wrapped her arms around Yue Lei’s neck, her voice soft: “I like kissing on the mouth, and I like kissing here.” Yue Lei followed her gaze, which fell on her chest. Her heart fluttered, and she proudly puffed out her chest.

Even before defining their relationship, the two had already behaved like a couple. Now that they were officially together and had made physical progress, Yue Lei felt nothing but pure joy.

She could legitimately cling to her wife every day and follow her around like a shadow.

However, time marched on, and after only a few days of their blissful life, it was time for the semester to begin.

Previously, Mo Yingxue had helped Yue Lei join the Film Directing department’s class chat, allowing Yue Lei to audit classes daily.

Because her attitude was so matter-of-fact, no one thought it strange when the class monitor skipped her name during roll call. Yue Lei was happy to be learning practical skills from a formal program.

Still, she privately complained that the Directing department was too far from the Fine Arts department, preventing her and Mo Yingxue from seeing each other between classes and significantly reducing the time they spent together.

Yue Lei initially started live streaming with the drive to earn money and support her family. But after seeing the property deeds and bank balances her wife showed her, she promptly announced an indefinite hiatus. The old houses she had looked at near the Civil Affairs Bureau when she first transmigrated?

Most of them had been bought by her wife. They now brought in rental income, and once demolition and construction began, they would yield continuous large sums of money. Having worked so hard in the last life only to travel back in time, she was glad that, thanks to the winds of change, they no longer had to work hard in this lifetime.

When she found out her wife was Ms. Z, Yue Lei secretly cursed the Qingyin live-streaming platform for a long time.

But now, it seemed the money spent on gifts was just “pocket change.” The reason her wife only spent a few hundred thousand yuan in two months wasn’t that she only had that much, but because she was worried that spending too much without asking for anything in return would make Yue Lei too intimidated to accept it.

Remembering the future sharp rise in the price of gold, Yue Lei also persuaded her wife to stockpile some gold.

Mo Yingxue, for her part, simply stored the gold bars under Yue Lei’s name, claiming it was for her security. At this point, Yue Lei didn’t dare say anything more. The current funds were enough for the two of them to live lavishly for several lifetimes.

Yue Lei wasn’t fond of being on camera anyway, so she was content to stop streaming and embrace idleness. But a person must still do something with their life.

Just as her wife was re-learning university art—and ensuring her artwork differed significantly in technique and aesthetic from her previous life—Yue Lei decided to focus her abundant free time on filming short dramas.

She and Yingzi agreed that she would quit streaming but not the persona; she would still appear on the Zhang Zhenni account occasionally. This would serve as a way to account to her past fans.

Thanks to having cats at home, neither Yue Lei for her assignments nor Mo Yingxue for her art models ever lacked material. After the kittens were weaned, Wang Ma opened the guest room door, allowing the cats to roam freely.

Mo Yingxue had class that afternoon. Yue Lei had planned to wait around school after lunch until she finished class two hours later so they could go home together. But Mo Yingxue refused, smiling: “Don’t you still have a photography assignment to do?”

The assignment was indeed due tomorrow. Yue Lei originally planned to skip it, leveraging her unofficial status, but since Mo Yingxue mentioned it, she reluctantly said: “Alright then, hurry home, okay?”

Yue Lei had long prepared to photograph the cats for the assignment. As soon as she got home, she aimed the camera at Rain and her family playing with a cat wand.

For a grown cat who had already given birth, Rain had incredible energy. Since she learned where the cat wand was hidden, she would sit under the cabinet and meow at it whenever she was bored. If anyone walked by, she’d rush over, hug their pant leg, and purr, trying to lure the human to play with her.

If the human was unresponsive or didn’t understand, she’d tug on their pant leg with her teeth, determined that no matter who showed up, they had to get the cat wand and play with her and her two kittens.

Yue Lei needed to operate the camera, so she delegated the difficult task of playing with the cats to Wang Ma. Wang Ma already played with the cats daily at home, and now, being paid to do it, she was in a great mood. Yue Lei filmed and commented: “Drizzle can really do a backflip! So cute! Do it again!”

Hearing this, Wang Ma wielded the feather wand with even more enthusiasm. Yue Lei filmed for a while, watched the footage, and re-shot the scenes several times.

After more than two hours, Mo Yingxue finally returned from class. Hearing the cheerful jingle of the bell, she couldn’t help but ask with a smile: “What are you playing? You sound so happy.”

Wang Ma, whose arm felt heavy and glued after continuously playing with the cats for so long, quickly handed the feather wand to Mo Yingxue: “Oh, Miss, you’re finally back! You play with the cats! Please, let me rest!”

Seeing this, Mo Yingxue quickly told Wang Ma to rest, giving Yue Lei a stern look: “Yue Lei, look how tired you made Wang Ma!”

Since the two of them had confessed their past, Yue Lei rarely heard her call her “Sis” anymore. Hearing her wife call her by her full name with a hint of anger made her heart twinge. She let out a loud “Aww!” put down the camera, and said with a touch of grievance: “I was rushing to finish my assignment so I could come home and spend time with you!”

“Even so, don’t boss Wang Ma around.” Mo Yingxue’s expression softened.

She looked at Yue Lei with her dark eyes and spoke earnestly: “You’re still young, but Wang Ma is getting old. Our cats are too mischievous. You either hang up the cat wand and let the cats play by themselves, or wait for me to come back and help you.”

“I know. Thank you, Wang Ma. Wang Ma is the best. I’ll bring you something nice when I go out next time.” Yue Lei spoke to Wang Ma as instructed and told her to go rest. Mo Yingxue looked at Yue Lei, then kissed Drizzle a couple of times, and finally asked: “Sis, how much more of your assignment is left?”

“What did you call me?” Hearing the term of endearment, Yue Lei felt a burst of energy, as if she was experiencing a honeymoon after a brief separation. Meeting her gaze, Mo Yingxue understood everything. Her face heated up, and she haughtily huffed: “Hurry up and film.”

Yue Lei then focused and quickly finished the planned shots. She put down the camera and reached for Mo Yingxue, her eyes shining: “Wife, do you remember what day it is today?”

In the previous life, Yue Lei had married Mo Yingxue on this very day.

It was a day she would forever cherish, and she had been giddy since waking up this morning. But while this was one side of it, Yue Lei was also a bit unsure. After all, they weren’t married yet in this life, and she didn’t know if Mo Yingxue saw today as a special day like she did.

Her wife looked at her, then glanced at the date: “It’s Friday. Let’s go out for dinner tonight.”

While going out to eat was a nice way to celebrate, it wasn’t the answer Yue Lei was looking for. She pouted with disappointment: “Just Friday?”

“Then let’s go out to eat again tomorrow? Let’s just rest at home today. How about we go camping this weekend?” Mo Yingxue still acted like she didn’t know anything.

Her wife clearly didn’t care, so there was no point in getting worked up over it. Yue Lei sighed softly, unwilling to argue with her wife on this day. She smiled reluctantly: “Fine, let’s go today. We’ll go out to eat today.”

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Yue Lei noticed the ambiance of the place her wife had chosen was exceptionally good.

The wind on the terrace was gentle and warm, the air was filled with a fresh, delicate floral scent, and soft music echoed through the restaurant. Yue Lei happily cut into her Beef Wellington, eagerly offering a piece to Mo Yingxue: “Wife is treating me to delicious food again. Wife is so good.”

Mo Yingxue ate the food she offered, but her expression was neutral: “We’re not married yet. You shouldn’t call me that.”

This sentence instantly ignited a feeling of grievance in Yue Lei. She had been calling her that for a while, and Mo Yingxue never objected.

Why today, of all days, was she refusing to be acknowledged as her wife? Yet, she couldn’t vent her frustration at Mo Yingxue, as what she said was an objective fact.

“Then I’ll just call you Xiao Xue. But in my heart, you’ll always be my wife…” She pouted, continuing to saw through the steak as if the piece of meat had committed a heinous crime.

Mo Yingxue frowned slightly: “Eat your food quietly. Stop clanking the plate.”

“Okay…” Yue Lei was silently frustrated but dared not speak out, occasionally sneaking a peek at her wife. She had already decided that the moment her wife graduated, she would propose.

Delaying even a single day would be a defeat. Besides, no matter what, she could still call her “Wife” in bed—it didn’t interfere with business.

Seeing that she was mostly finished, Mo Yingxue said: “Let them clear the table before dessert. I’ve been looking forward to that molten Apple Baba au Rhum for a while. I want to take some pictures.”

“Sure.” Yue Lei looked up, wiping her mouth, utterly confused. Seeing the waitstaff moving around on the terrace, she stood up: “Xiao Xue, I need to use the restroom. If my fruit tart arrives, eat it if you want. Don’t wait for me.”

“Mhm… okay, you go.” Mo Yingxue seemed strangely nervous. Her dark eyes gazed at Yue Lei, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

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