Mobile Game Wife Knocks on the Door

Luckily, nothing actually happened.

Ye Ming, who had been feeling a bit awkward and regretful just moments ago, was now filled with relief.

It was strange, really. Even though he knew that Ship-Girls like Laffey were extraordinary beings, possessing power far greater than ordinary people, Ye Ming had been so influenced by Laffey's usual drowsy and sleepy demeanor that he hadn't paid attention to this fact.

He needed to be extremely careful in the future.

Ye Ming reminded himself inwardly, then thought for a moment before asking, "Laffey, are you saying that you can hear voices through two bedroom doors, but not breathing?"

"Mmm," Laffey looked up at Ye Ming, not understanding why he was asking this question.

Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Good, if it's just hearing voices, then soundproofing or moving to a better soundproofed house in the future should prevent any impact on the little girl.

"Sleeping is just sleeping together in the same bed, like Laffey and Commander. There's nothing different about it. Your sister Eugen is lying to you."

Ye Ming deceived the little girl with a straight face, but he was also a little puzzled.

Laffey had been listening to the movements in the bedroom, while he had been experiencing back pain in the bedroom, but felt fine as soon as he sat in the living room. Was this too much of a coincidence?

Could it be Fu Hua's doing?

This thought flashed through his mind, and then Ye Ming shook his head with a smile.

Although Fu Hua's combat ability was quite high, she was, after all, just an ordinary person. When Ye Ming asked, he received a clear answer from Fu Hua: "I'm not the Fu Hua from the game." Plus, they had grown up together, so Ye Ming trusted Fu Hua.

It seemed he was just too tired from all the things that had happened these past few days.

However, this was also a kind of luck.

That's what Ye Ming thought.

The girls from the game were coming to his door, and they all liked and loved him. Could there be anything luckier than that?

When a person's luck turned good, it was like this: turning misfortune into good fortune, turning danger into safety, unstoppable.

Chapter 54: Fu Hua the Celestial Decides to Use Force

In the master bedroom, Fu Hua lay motionless on the bed, quietly listening to the sounds from the adjacent bedroom. Only after hearing Laffey and Ye Ming's even breathing, indicating they had both fallen asleep, did Fu Hua finally breathe a sigh of relief. She sat up on the bed, hugged her knees, and looked out at the night sky through the bedroom window.

Even now, her cheeks still felt slightly hot. Fu Hua didn't need a mirror to know that her face must still be flushed.

Even a celestial who had walked through long years alone, even one who had already made up her mind, would still feel nervous, shy, and at a loss when sharing a room with the person she loved late at night, when being pushed down by the person she loved.

As early as when she called Ye Ming, after hearing Ye Ming say, "I'm with my wife," Fu Hua knew that something was wrong.

Although the idea of suddenly having a wife after being apart for just a day was something that no sane person would understand, Fu Hua knew that Laffey's origins were extraordinary after just two days of interaction. She could also tell that Ye Ming and Laffey hadn't deliberately hidden anything from her.

The terms "Laffey" and "Commander" were easily found online with a simple search for the game Azure Lane. After a little research, she understood what kind of game it was: warships anthropomorphized, all Ship-Girls given life by the Commander and treating the Commander as an important person, a game where the Commander could marry nearly five hundred Ship-Girls in the Port District if they wanted.

Thinking of Okita Souji, who claimed to be from Chaldea, Fu Hua naturally thought that Laffey was a Ship-Girl from Azure Lane.

So, when Fu Hua heard Ye Ming say on the phone, "I'm with my wife," her heart instantly sank to the bottom.

She knew that a new girl had probably found Ye Ming.

Taking the lead over everyone else, getting Ye Ming's acknowledgement, winning the first prize.

At that moment, Fu Hua regretted it to death.

This position should have belonged to her. She had arrived earlier than any other girl, accompanied Ye Ming for so long, but now, she had been preempted by someone who suddenly appeared.

Fu Hua sometimes couldn't help but wonder if things would be completely different now if she hadn't been constrained by the so-called truth and the pride of a celestial, if she could have given up a little principle, had a little sense of crisis.

Without using the Feather of the Passing World to modify memories, even using a little trick to consummate their relationship, with Ye Ming's character as Fu Hua understood it, he would definitely take responsibility, right?

Happiness within reach had just slipped away.

Fu Hua found it a little funny.

Even Herrscher of Sentience, that child who had a mature body but actually didn't understand anything, would definitely do better than her with such a perfect start, right?

When it was just the four of them—her, Laffey, Yae Sakura, and Okita Souji—Fu Hua wasn't too worried. After all, Laffey was still a little girl and not much of a threat. Yae Sakura and Okita Souji didn't have her childhood advantage, so they didn't pose much of a threat either. As a celestial who had guarded Shenzhou for thousands of years, that composure and leisure made Fu Hua not anxious at all. Life was long, and she had plenty of time to properly manage and enjoy her life with her loved one.

But Keqing's appearance made Fu Hua feel a strong sense of crisis.

Laffey appeared, Yae Sakura and Okita Souji appeared, and now, Keqing suddenly appeared. Would more girls appear in the future?

With so many excellent girls, if she, Fu Hua, continued to manage things slowly, she might really end up as just an ordinary childhood friend, wearing a bridesmaid dress and attending Ye Ming's wedding as a friend or relative in the future.

The thought alone made her heart ache.

Fu Hua absolutely wouldn't allow this to happen!

She decided to put aside the pride of a celestial a little, launch another proactive attack, solidify their relationship, and then, using the emotional advantages of childhood friendship, intertwine friendship, kinship, and love, surpassing ordinary romantic relationships and becoming the most important person in Ye Ming's heart!

That's what she thought, and that's what she did.

So, after Ye Ming came home that night, she very cooperatively let Ye Ming and Laffey return to the bedroom, sent away Yae Sakura and Okita Souji, left a crack in the bedroom door, and lay on the bed patiently waiting.

She knew that Ye Ming would definitely talk to her about Keqing that night.

Everything went as Fu Hua had predicted, even more smoothly than she had imagined—Ye Ming took the initiative to push her down.

Then, just as something both shy and nervous was about to happen, Fu Hua suddenly heard a slightly hurried breathing sound from the next room.

It was Laffey's breathing.

The scalding, muddled state of his brain cleared instantly. The first thing Fu Hua did upon regaining her senses was to decisively use the Feather of the Passing World, influencing Ye Ming's memory once more.

It took a full few minutes for the astonishing heat and burning sensation on her body to subside. Fu Hua, who had used the Feather of the Passing World to influence Ye Ming's memory and body, didn't know quite how she felt.

She hadn't expected Laffey, usually so drowsy and sleepy, to be eavesdropping at night. Her otherwise flawless plan had been completely ruined by this small oversight.

To be honest, seeing Ye Ming's awkwardly composed demeanor, seeing him walk out of the bedroom, and hearing him sigh in the living room, Fu Hua felt very guilty.

According to information on the internet, men generally care a lot about their performance in that area, and he probably wouldn't be an exception.

His body was perfectly fine, but because his memory had been influenced by the Feather of the Passing World, he had misjudged his own capabilities. Would this leave him with a psychological shadow?

Fu Hua felt guilty, but she had no choice – she couldn't pretend not to know that Laffey was eavesdropping next door and let the little Ship-Girl hear everything, could she?

However…

"Even though the plan failed, being able to exercise together every day is a big improvement, right?"

Living together, exercising together, the ambiguous atmosphere of being together day and night – with a little teasing, wouldn't everything else follow naturally?

She just needed to find a way to get Laffey out of the way when the time came.

Fu Hua frowned slightly. The wisdom accumulated over countless years allowed her to quickly come up with a plan.

"When the time comes, I'll have Yae Sakura and Okita take Laffey out to play, and then I'll take the opportunity to…"

Thinking this, a smile unconsciously crept onto Fu Hua's lips.

But soon, Fu Hua secretly reflected on herself.

Fu Hua, oh Fu Hua, you've become so depraved. Where is the pride and composure of an immortal now? You're practically turning into that clueless ordinary girl from Canghai City.

Ever since being by his side, I've become more and more depraved.

But…

For a warrior who had lived through an entire era, an immortal who had guarded Shenzhou for thousands of years and witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties and the transformation of the world, the heart that had grown so indifferent that it had almost lost all human emotion was showing signs of beating again. She was experiencing the long-forgotten feelings of worry, shyness, and nervousness once more. Perhaps that wasn't so bad?

Fu Hua knew that in all the myriad worlds, there was only one person who could influence her and change her: Ye Ming.

Because back in the previous era, when she was still an ordinary girl, Ye Ming's shadow had been imprinted in her heart.

Because she liked him, she cared. Because she cared, she was influenced and changed.

It was change, it was worry, and it was also happiness.

Fu Hua decided that even if she had to resort to despicable means, even force, she would solidify her relationship with Ye Ming and stay by his side!

To restore the glory of the childhood friend, Fu Hua would not shirk her responsibility!

Chapter 55: Morning Exercise, Heartbeat, and Keqing's Office Romance

The night passed without incident.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Ye Ming, who was sleeping soundly, was shaken awake by Fu Hua.

He opened his eyes and saw that Fu Hua had already changed into sportswear, tied her long hair into a ponytail, and was standing by the bed, looking at him with a serious expression.

"Get up, exercise."

Ye Ming saw that meaning in Fu Hua's eyes.

Although he wasn't very willing, when he thought about how his physical health was not only related to a man's dignity but also to the future happiness of the girls, Ye Ming got out of bed under Fu Hua's urging, changed into sportswear, washed up briefly, and went out with Fu Hua.

Although it was only just past five in the morning, there were already early risers in the residential area. Apart from sanitation workers and a few young people who liked to exercise, most of them were elderly men and women who got up early to exercise. Because there was a small park not far from the residential area, it was quite convenient to exercise.

When Ye Ming and Fu Hua left the residential area and entered the park, there were already many people running on the park's paths. In the pavilions and open spaces beside the paths, there were also many elderly men and women playing chess, practicing Tai Chi, and practicing Tai Chi sword.

After running one lap along the path with Fu Hua, Ye Ming was surprised to find on the second lap that next to a group of elderly men and women practicing Tai Chi sword in the open space, there was a cherry-haired girl dressed in plain white single clothing, practicing suburi.

The girl's graceful figure stood straight and upright, holding a sword in both hands, standing in front, in a chudan stance, raising the sword, swinging it forward, and retracting it, repeating the cycle.