Xiao Yu Is the Only One for Me in This Life

Having Mother at home was a blessing. When Li Ye got up out of habit the next day, he found that Mother had nearly finished making breakfast.

Fu Guiru served Li Ye his breakfast and asked softly, "Xiao Yu is still asleep?"

Li Ye nodded. As he drank his porridge, he said, "She's gotten heavier these past two months and never sleeps well at night, so it's only natural that she can't get up in the mornings. She used to be the one getting up to cook for me."

Fu Guiru nodded and smiled in satisfaction. "Xiao Yu is a good girl. You've got good taste."

"Of course," Li Ye said smugly. "When she transferred into our class, we fell for each other at first sight. She chose me as her deskmate, and I chose her as my wife."

Fu Guiru gave Li Ye a meaningful look, then asked, "But why did I hear that you were once infatuated with a girl surnamed Lu?"

"Cough, cough—gulp!"

Li Ye forcibly swallowed the nutritious porridge in his mouth. Luckily, his muscle control was excellent, or he definitely would have sprayed it out.

"Mother, who have you been listening to spout nonsense?"

"Your sister told me."

Sure enough, the people who exposed your shortcomings were always the ones closest to you.

Fu Guiru narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Let me warn you: Xiao Yu is utterly sincere toward you. If you dare start entertaining any crooked thoughts, your mother-in-law won't even need to lift a finger. I'll deal with you myself."

Li Ye drained his porridge in one gulp, then said with absolute certainty, "Don't worry, Mother. Xiao Yu is the only one for me in this life."

Fu Guiru stuffed two pan-fried dumplings into Li Ye's hands. "At least you know