Douluo: No More Pretending, My Wife Is Qian Renxue

"When I was with Xiaoxue, she often asked me where her mother was and when she would come to see her!"

"She called out for her mother and sat by the door every day, staring outside with hopeful eyes, waiting for her mother to come."

"But when her mother never came to see her, she would cry sadly. After crying herself out, she would fall asleep in my arms, covered in tears and snot."

"I always comforted her and coaxed her, telling her not to be sad or upset. I told her that she had the best and most beautiful mother in the world."

When Bibi Dong heard this, her eyes reddened again.

"I told her that one day, her mother would come to see her."

"Whenever Xiaoxue heard that, she would giggle brightly."

"Because that was her hope."

"As time passed and she still never saw her mother come for her, I didn't know when it started, but she stopped mentioning her mother and stopped making a fuss about wanting to see her."

"But I knew that she simply didn't say it aloud. In her heart, she was always thinking about whether her mother would come to see her."

"Because whenever she and I sat on the doorstep playing, her gaze would always drift toward the entrance."

As Qian Ye spoke, he looked at Qian Renxue, who was running forward diligently on the field.

"She has always worked hard. She is strong, determined, and refuses to admit defeat."

"She lacks nothing, but what she wants most is still to see her mother."

Qian Ye did not look into Bibi Dong's eyes. If he had, he would have seen two clear streams of tears rolling down from her amber eyes.

They slid down her fair cheeks, fell from her chin, and landed on the floor.

At that moment, Bibi Dong's gaze had not left Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue ran up before Bibi Dong. When she turned her head and saw Bibi Dong watching her, her eyes suddenly stung.

She was looking at her?

But she did not even want to say a single word to her!

Why?

Was she really that hateful to her?

Qian Renxue was heartbroken, yet she did not understand. The woman before her was clearly her mother, but she felt even more distant than a stranger, completely ignoring her.

"Qian Ye, starting today, you will be the class monitor of Class One."

Bibi Dong's sudden words caught him completely off guard.

He had not expected her to make him Class One's monitor so decisively.

Although Qian Ye was a transmigrator with a system and did not care much about such things,

he was not someone detached from worldly concerns.

He was not a god. He merely had cheats.

What had not changed was that he was still a flesh-and-blood person with emotions and desires.

Qian Ye felt that no matter how awesome he was, for now, he was indeed still a six-year-old child.

At least, that was how others saw him.

For now, he was rather enjoying it.

Although powerful people surrounded him, he did not have to worry about losing his life.

With a golden finger, even in danger, his life was more secure than most people's.

Qian Ye also had his principles. As long as he believed something was right, he would do it.

He would not suffer meekly and let others manipulate or butcher him.

He was not some obedient pushover. He simply judged whether something should be done.

Everyone had the right to control their own life rather than be manipulated by others and become a lifeless puppet.

Qian Ye would never become someone who let others slaughter him.

Not before, and not now.

Although coming to Spirit Hall Academy to study had been a task assigned to him by Qian Daoliu,

that did not mean he was Qian Daoliu's puppet. It was an opportunity.

It was also his goal.

Even if Qian Daoliu had not given him this task, he would still have wanted to come to Spirit Hall Academy and bring Qian Renxue with him.

So rather than saying Qian Daoliu had sent him here, it would be more accurate to say Qian Daoliu had happened to fulfill his wish.

A phoenix was reborn from the ashes.

Qian Ye's journey had been like that of a phoenix bathing in flames. Was that not how he had been given a new life?

Only, what he burned was passion and life itself.

He looked at Qian Renxue, warmth appearing in his eyes. "Teacher Bibi, are you serious?"

Bibi Dong also looked at Qian Renxue. "Do you think your teacher would lie to you?"

"Actually, I think Xiaoxue could be the class monitor. She would definitely do a better job."

Qian Ye had no desire to be any class monitor. Being free and unfettered was much better.

Being class monitor only meant more trouble.

"Are you the teacher, or am I the teacher? Or are you trying to change the teacher's decision?" Bibi Dong questioned.

Qian Ye: "..."

It seemed she was determined to drag him into her faction!

Qian Ye shook his head. Fine, fine. Whether he joined Qian Daoliu's faction or Bibi Dong's faction,

it was all the same. He would still be fighting for Spirit Hall.

It was all the same.

"Since Teacher thinks so highly of me, then this student will reluctantly accept!"

"Hmph. You're taking advantage and still acting unwilling. From the sound of it, it's as though I forced this position on you."

Wasn't that exactly what happened?

Qian Ye had no strength left to complain.

Bibi Dong said nothing more. She picked up the carrot in her hand and took a bite, chewing with loud crunching sounds.

She seemed to be enjoying it immensely.

Only after finishing the carrot did she raise her left hand. The wound that her fingernails had pierced earlier was completely healed without a trace.

It seemed his Healing Carrot was truly powerful!

Bibi Dong regarded Qian Ye even more highly.

When Qian Ye looked back toward the field, more than half of the sixty-odd students in the class had already collapsed from exhaustion and stopped running.

They sat off to the side, panting heavily.

Only Qian Renxue was still persevering.

She did not want to admit defeat, nor did she want Bibi Dong to look down on her.

"Ow~"

Rou Shui suddenly staggered and fell to the ground as well, too weak to continue running.

After a while, Qian Renxue was the only one left on the field still persevering.

Even though her Soul Power had run dry, even though sweat covered her face, even though her clothes were soaked through,

she did not give up.

She continued to persevere and run forward.

At this moment, all the students' eyes were focused on her.

There was no disdain, only deep admiration.

Bibi Dong merely watched her—watched her small figure, watched her stubbornness, determination, and refusal to admit defeat.

It was as though she saw a reflection of herself.

Xiaoxue!

There are some things you will only understand once you grow up.

Qian Ye did not know what Bibi Dong was thinking.

He only saw Qian Renxue's steps becoming heavier and slower, until she was swaying as she ran.

Qian Renxue's vision suddenly went black, and she was about to fall backward.

Just then, her body tightened as someone caught her in a firm embrace from behind.

She opened her eyes and saw that it was him. Tears glimmered in her eyes, but a blissful smile bloomed on her face.

Qian Ye helped her stand. "Xiaoxue, it's okay. I believe you can finish thirty laps."

Qian Renxue met his eyes, filled with trust. "Brother Qian Ye, I can do it. I can still run to the finish line, right?"

"Yes, you can reach the finish line."

"Mhm, I can do it."

A brilliant smile bloomed across Qian Renxue's face once more.

Bibi Dong watched the two little figures on the field, her gaze lingering on them for a long time.

Was I really wrong?

She is innocent. The fault does not lie with her. I should never have placed my pain upon her.

Xiaoxue is the person closest to me in this world now!

But why does she have to be his daughter? I hate him, I hate him!

He took everything from me. It was him, him! I can never forgive him. Never, never...

Carrot Support

"First Soul Skill: Old Carrot, Young Carrot, Heal, Heal, Carrot!"

"Second Soul Skill: Black Carrot, White Carrot, Soul Power, Soul Power, Carrot!"

"Third Soul Skill: Red Carrot, Purple Carrot, Speed, Speed, Carrot!"

In an instant, Qian Ye made three food carrots and placed them in her hands.

"Xiaoxue, eat these three carrots. They will restore your stamina and Soul Power, increase your speed, and running thirty laps will no longer be a problem."

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. She took the carrots and began eating them without hesitation.

"How disgusting! Carrots made by a person?"

"What if they smell like body odor?"

"Or sweat?"

"Shouldn't it be farts?"

"I wouldn't dare eat them!"

"What do you know? Those are carrots made from Qian Ye's Food Martial Soul."

"He has already absorbed three soul rings and can use three soul skills to create three kinds of food carrots."

"I took a look just now. The carrots made by his first soul skill should have healing effects."

"His second soul skill should restore Soul Power."

"The third soul skill should be for increasing speed."

"So that's how it is!"