TFWYH – Chapter 538 Present and Future

“Hahaha…” Su Yangyu burst out laughing at her serious expression. “He really has you completely wrapped around his finger. Brother Jin, you probably don’t know this—before these two were even married, Lady Wan would often go to the academy gates just to look at Ling Yu. One time I went to the academy but wasn’t feeling well, so I went to see a doctor. Guess what? When I left the academy in the morning, I saw her standing not far away, staring at the place. When I came back in the afternoon, she was still standing there—hadn’t even changed her posture!”

Jin Lin looked at Tang Wan in shock. “No way? You stood outside the academy for hours just to catch a glimpse of Brother Ling?”

“…” What nonsense—back then I was probably somewhere in the modern world!

The one standing there wasn’t me!

It was the original owner!

But the original owner is dead, and now I’ve taken over her life.

There was no past between me and Ling Yu—only the present and the future.

The one who had a past with him… was the original owner.

Tang Wan felt a bit upset, but couldn’t say it out loud.

Meanwhile, Su Yangyu and Xie Wenjie were clearly enjoying themselves and began recounting all sorts of foolish things the original Tang Wan had done while chasing Ling Yu.

The more Tang Wan listened, the more irritated she became.

In the end, she couldn’t be bothered anymore. She gave a few perfunctory responses and went back to her room.

Ling Yu watched her lowered head and gloomy expression, a faint glint flashing in his eyes.

Before long, he also found an excuse to return to the room, leaving the three of them drinking in the courtyard.

…

Inside the room, Tang Wan was focused on writing and drawing at the desk, not even noticing when Ling Yu entered.

Ling Yu quietly walked over and looked down at what she was writing.

The handwriting was still crooked and uniquely styled, but…

Hm?

What are these?

First: Give husband flowers.
Second: Write love letters to husband.
Third: Embroider a pouch for husband.
Fourth: Sing for husband.
Fifth…

…

There were already fifty or sixty items listed, and Tang Wan was still seriously adding more.

Ling Yu was speechless for a moment before finally asking, “What is all this?”

“Ah!” Tang Wan jumped in fright and reflexively covered what she had written, glaring at him. “Husband, when did you come in?”

“Am I not allowed to come in?” Ling Yu raised a brow, then suddenly pointed outside the window. “It looks like someone’s out there.”

“Who?” Tang Wan was instantly distracted and got up to look toward the window.

Meanwhile, Ling Yu quickly grabbed the papers and started reading them.

By the time Tang Wan realized, it was too late. She rushed over to snatch them back. “Husband, give it back!”

“No,” Ling Yu said, raising the paper high.

He was already taller than her, and with his arm raised, there was no way she could reach it.

Tang Wan grew anxious. “Why are you sneaking a look at my stuff?!”

“I already saw it earlier,” Ling Yu snorted softly, then asked again, “What are these?”

Tang Wan stopped trying to grab it and muttered, “I just want to date you. I feel like the old me didn’t pursue you sincerely enough, so I want to start over and chase you again.”

At this point, she added seriously, “I’ll make it up to you. Everything on that list—I’ll do it.”

So don’t keep thinking about the old me—that wasn’t really me, it was the original owner…

Ling Yu was taken aback for a moment, then let out a soft laugh.

Tang Wan frowned. “What are you laughing at?”

Did I not write it clearly enough? Is there something I missed?

“Nothing,” Ling Yu said, handing the paper back to her, his tone meaningful. “I never liked the old you anyway—do you really need to worry this much?”