Although he couldn’t explain why, Yan He was deeply unwilling to end this kind of life.
He had invested in real estate on Capitol Star but deliberately rented it out just as the parenting agreement was about to expire, looking for an excuse to stay.
When he made the suggestion, he appeared nonchalant, with an expression that said “this is just more convenient and hassle-free,” without showing a hint of nervousness.
Jiang Miao was both surprised and delighted.
Her feelings were actually quite similar to Yan He’s. Although there had been no romantic relationship between the real Yan He and herself, they had maintained a clear-cut partnership in parenting, with defined responsibilities, obligations, and rights. They managed their duties effectively, provided care and companionship, and helped each other.
This was, in fact, the kind of parenting collaboration Jiang Miao had hoped for before encountering Troy.
It would be wonderful if it could continue.
Jiang Miao stifled her joy and waved her hand, saying, “If you can stay here often, it’s like I’m taking advantage of you. Let’s not talk about rent and all that.”
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“Gal usw bsrkdt qsa oya?”
“Xq nswapl dsv.”
“Don’t worry, even without war, conventional forces are still needed. Nations form alliances and break them due to interests. No one can guarantee the future.”
They moved on to social news.
Yan He asked, “Did you see the internal data from the mental health consulting industry?”
Jiang Miao replied, “I knew about that before.”
“Really?”
“My mother distanced herself from me because she went to see a psychologist and followed the doctor’s advice. How f*cking frustrating!”
“… Please avoid using bad language, madam.”
“I’m sorry, but it just makes me angry to think about it,” Jiang Miao said. “What’s wrong with a parent being close to their own child? Why is it suddenly labeled as ‘overdependence’? If that’s the case, everyone on Old Earth would be considered sick.”
“You seem to have a good understanding of history.”
“Not bad, I suppose. I’d recommend you look into how people lived in ancient times. Although there were many flaws, there were also valuable aspects.”
Alcohol tends to make people talk more.
As they chatted, Jiang Miao said, “It feels like we’re in a marriage of convenience.”
“?” Yan He asked, “What’s a marriage of convenience?”
“A marriage of convenience is… a formal marriage,” Jiang Miao explained. “In ancient times, some people didn’t really want to get married, but back then, you can’t imagine how much pressure there was. If you didn’t get married, your aunts and uncles and even your doctoral advisor would rush to introduce you to potential partners and push you to get married. It was unbearable.”
Yan He: “???” What were aunts and uncles?
“Anyway, some people couldn’t avoid it, so they’d find someone in a similar situation, agree to marry, and it would look like a normal marriage. But the biggest difference from a normal marriage was that they wouldn’t live together or share intimate relations. They’d maintain their separate lives and finances, and most importantly, their individual personalities would remain independent. Ah, I really wanted a marriage of convenience back then.”
Yan He: “???” When was that?
But Yan He thought for a moment and said, “Isn’t that just cooperative parenting? Don’t they have children?”
“Not necessarily. Some people just separated, some might have had children, who knows? It was hard to control one’s life back then. Everyone’s life was intricately linked to others, and often you couldn’t control your own situation.” Jiang Miao rested her chin on her hand. “It’s better now. Just living well for yourself is enough.”
Yan He finally remarked, “You really do know a lot about ancient times. No wonder you’re so sharp.”
Jiang Miao and Yan He’s life settled into a stable routine.
After each mission, Yan He would have about a week off, during which he mostly stayed with Jiang Miao, which could be called “home.”
For the rest of the time, Yan He had his own life. Jiang Miao never interfered or inquired.
The family of three often arranged outdoor activities, and sometimes Yan He would accompany Jiang Miao to social events when she needed.
But to Yan He, Jiang Miao’s life seemed rather monotonous. She didn’t seem to enjoy parties much and mostly attended parent-child gatherings and children’s activities.
It was really too monotonous.
According to Gita’s laws, after a child turns three, parents are allowed to leave the child at home alone as long as there is a companion robot for supervision. So Yan He convinced Jiang Miao to leave Rui Rui at home and join him at a party hosted by his colleagues.
As his partner, Jiang Miao dressed up elegantly and dazzled a group of hormone-driven men.
Jiang Miao quickly noticed something was off—Yan He was parading several exceptionally handsome and muscular colleagues in front of her, and his intentions were too obvious.
Jiang Miao sighed. Even though she had traveled 6,000 years into the future and was free from the bothersome aunts and uncles, she didn’t expect to encounter a handsome man eager to engage in such matchmaking.
“Save your energy,” she said irritably to Yan He.
Yan He replied, “Your life is too monotonous. I thought for a while that you might be interested in women, but after careful observation, that doesn’t seem to be the case.”
Jiang Miao: “It’s none of your business. Stop creating trouble for me.”
“To put it simply, I could personally help you, but you’re unwilling. So, I have to introduce others to you,” Yan He said sincerely. “If you keep going like this, your hormones will go out of control.”
Jiang Miao gave him a sharp kick.
Yan He sighed dramatically.
On Jiang Miao’s birthday that year, Yan He gave her an enormous gift.
Jiang Miao was surprised and asked, “What is it?”
Yan He glanced at Rui Rui, held Jiang Miao’s hand, and said, “Let’s open it in the bedroom.”
Jiang Miao was puzzled but had the robot move the coffin-sized box to the bedroom to unwrap it…
And then Jiang Miao ended up chasing Yan He around the house!
“K80 is already the latest model. What’s wrong with it?” Yan He called out while dodging. “It comes with a seven-day return policy. If you don’t like this model, you can exchange it for one you prefer!”
Yan He agilely leaped over the sofa, trying to escape. However, Jiang Miao, also from a high-gravity planet, jumped off the sofa and pounced on his back, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a thorough beating.
Rui Rui was both excited and surprised. He joined the fray, brandishing two large dollops of cream in his hands.
In the end, all three of them had cream on their faces, were exhausted, and collapsed on the floor laughing together.
“Jerk!” Jiang Miao couldn’t help but kick Yan He.
Yan He laughed heartily, turned his head, and licked some cream off Jiang Miao’s face before swallowing it. He said, “Given your lifestyle, I think this is the best gift. Do you accept it? If not, I’ll return it and get you something else.”
Jiang Miao huffed, “Fine, I’ll take it. If you dare to give it, I dare to accept it. What’s wrong with K80? It’s much better than having a thousand suitors.”
Yan He chuckled and teased, “You’re such a weirdo.”
The two of them lay on the floor with their heads touching, while Rui Rui, like a little puppy, licked the cream off his mom’s face and then off his dad’s forehead, finding the birthday cream fight absolutely fantastic.
He couldn’t help but emit joyful noises.
Jiang Miao felt the warmth of the two men, one big and one small, pressed against her. Unknowingly, her relationship with Yan He had developed to such an intimate level, where they could talk about everything, including private matters.
Aside from not sharing a bed or having a marriage certificate, Jiang Miao felt that her relationship with Yan He had reached the level of a substantive marriage.
It was truly unexpected.
But, isn’t it wonderful?
Almost perfect.
Gita and Nash had finally signed a bilateral agreement for peaceful development and began organizing exchange visits.
It was a rare opportunity that Jiang Miao was very eager to take. However, it required at least five to six months, and she had Rui Rui at home. Even in the interstellar age, raising a child still had an impact on one’s career.
Yan He encouraged her when he found out.
“Rui Rui can be looked after by someone. I’ll pick him up as soon as I return. For a month, the maximum I can manage him is for three weeks, and I’ll spend one week with him. You can rest assured,” he said.
Without Yan He, Jiang Miao wouldn’t have been able to leave Rui Rui for five or six months with peace of mind. The qualification checks for the exchange group were very strict, and she couldn’t bring family members, especially young children.
But now there was Yan He.
Jiang Miao’s trip to Nash finally took place.
She had always wanted to see Nash.
Many places were similar to Gita, while others were very different. Their official Mandarin had a subtle accent that reminded her at all times that she was in a foreign country.
At a government-hosted banquet, she had a lively conversation with some scientists from the Nash Academy of Sciences whom she had met earlier in the day. She felt that the trip was well worth it.
“Dr. Jiang already has a child?” a scientist asked in surprise. “We heard that Gita follows a single-parent childcare model. What will you do with your child while you’re here?”
“It’s okay,” Jiang Miao smiled charmingly. “There’s also the child’s father.”
“Oh?”
Jiang Miao raised her glass. “We have a cooperative parenting arrangement. He’s a very good father.”
At that moment, someone accidentally brushed against her elbow, and Jiang Miao spilled half a glass of wine onto the person’s sleeve.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she said quickly.
“It’s my fault,” the person said, adjusting his hat to cover his face. “Sorry.”
After speaking, he walked away quickly, not showing his face to Jiang Miao. She only saw a blurred profile as he passed by.
However, his nearly perfect jawline left a deeper impression.
From behind, the person looked tall and robust, wearing Nash military uniform. Among the guests, there were many from the military, in both Gita and Nash uniforms. The person quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Jiang Miao watched intently for a few seconds until the person’s figure was no longer visible.
From the back, it did look a bit like Yan He, she thought.
Jiang Miao returned to her conversation with the others, discussing the world’s most cutting-edge technology and latest discoveries, which was truly fascinating.
She didn’t consider that there might be another person who looked very much like Yan He.
Years passed, and the unknown person faded away just like all her ex-boyfriends, even faster and deeper than any of them.
After all, when you don’t even know what their face looks like, it’s hard to remember, even if you try.
Now, if she were to recall that face, her mind would only bring up Yan He, the real Yan He.
In the shadow of a pillar on the edge of the banquet hall, the person watched from afar, observing the woman who attracted so much attention in the crowd.
Yan He was with her?
Was Yan He a good father?
Well… that’s good too.
He lowered his eyes and turned away.
Yan He’s work in the transport division was quite tedious. On the long and boring tasks, he sought some entertainment. The AI suggested he read a book.
This was not something he would usually choose.
But that day, one of the books recommended by the AI was titled “Life on Ancient Earth”, and Yan He, driven by a peculiar impulse, decided to open it.
History turned out to be quite interesting, not as dull as he had imagined, and Yan He found himself engrossed in it.
Ancient Earth people lived together with their parents, siblings, and even after marriage. Grandparents and grandchildren all lived together in a lively and chaotic household.
They had a variety of relatives, with paternal and maternal relatives having completely different titles. Grandparents were distinguished as paternal grandpa and grandma versus maternal grandpa and grandma, uncles were compared to maternal uncles, aunts to maternal aunts, and nephews and nieces to maternal nephews and nieces. With such a complex system, how did anyone keep it straight?
Yan He also encountered the term “seven aunts and eight uncles” in the book. It seemed familiar from somewhere. So that was what it meant.
Seeing in the news that Gita’s inspection team had returned to Capital Star, Yan He knew Jiang Miao must have gone home. However, he was currently on a mission and could not have personal communications.
He would not be back at Capital Star for another five or six days, and he hadn’t seen Jiang Miao for five or six months. The thought of the bright-eyed woman already back in that “home” made him suddenly wish that this mission would end soon.
This fleeting thought suddenly connected with the contents of the historical book he had been reading on the road.
Words like spouse, family, relatives, and marriage suddenly became clear from the confusion and even began to connect one by one.
Something flashed through his mind, tangible yet elusive.
Yan He stared blankly for a long time.
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I’ll Share The Bed With You
Jiang Xingxing originally lived in a damp basement, working as an extra on film sets every day, earning just enough for a boxed meal. One day, she picked up a down-and-out “little wolf pup.” He was homeless and didn’t speak much. Jiang Xingxing, with her soft heart, took meticulous care of him, sharing half of her boxed meal with him every day. Later, even her bed was shared.
A few months later, the man disappeared, leaving Jiang Xingxing heartbroken for a long time.
One day, Jiang Xingxing was brought to a bedroom in a luxurious mansion, with a king-sized bed and a French breakfast spread out on the dining table. Outside the window was a stunning view of the deep blue ocean.
Jiang Xingxing was stunned for a few seconds, thinking she was dreaming.
At that moment, a man wrapped in a white bath towel emerged from the bathroom. He had a high, defined brow, a clean and handsome face, beautiful collarbones, and a chocolate bar-like six-pack abs.
The man walked up to her, gently wrapped his arm around her slender waist, leaned close to her ear, and said in a sexy voice, “Forgot about me after sleeping together, huh?”
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Rumors had it that Shang Jie, the richest man in Jiangcheng, was ascetic and reserved, but after that day, Jiang Xingxing became his wife in name only.**
“In name only”? Then why are we sleeping together!
Hey, hey, who told you to take off your clothes? So what if you have an eight-pack and a V-line!
Shang Jie tugged at the collar of his shirt, his cold eyes slightly lifting, and his thin lips parting lightly—
“Don’t move. Be good.”
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