This Time I'm Definitely Going to Win

Fang Jing sneered, "Only 49? My dad is only 45."

"He has the cultivation of a fifth-grade upper realm, and looks to be only in his thirties. Moreover, with the resources of the Zhao family, as long as you marry into the Zhao family, you will definitely become one of the few space-type grandmasters in the Jinglong Empire."

"Please tell him that my father will come to help me with my transfer order at the end of the year. My brother and I will be teaching at Tunghai University or joining the Tunghai garrison."

"What if the system forces you into a match?"

"If the man I'm matched with will come with me, can the Zhao family come with me to Donghai City?" Fang Jing asked rhetorically.

"Ungrateful wretch."

The discipline master threw down those words and stormed off in a huff.

This Master Zhao is the brother-in-law of the Lord of Jiangling City, Zhou Ruoxi's uncle, and the second largest family in Jiangling City.

The man who wants to marry Fang Jing is Zhao Zekai's fifth uncle, the student council president.

As the core members of Jiangling City, they certainly wouldn't move to Donghai City for a woman.

Ye Rou brought over the food. "What did that old witch say?"

"She came to play matchmaker for me."

Ye Rou immediately became nervous; after all, Sister Jing was her husband's.

"Who are you going to play matchmaker for?"

"The Northern Guard Commander of the Law Enforcement Bureau, I can't remember his name."

Ye Rou's heart skipped a beat; this was a powerful and influential figure in Jiangling City.

To strengthen the family's centralized power, the Jiangling City Law Enforcement Bureau has a very simple hierarchy.

Governor Zhou Ruoxi was the highest-ranking official, followed by the Nine Guards, each with 10,000 law enforcement officers.

The highest-ranking officer of the Nine Guards is the General, and below the General are the three lieutenants who fight on the front lines.

Eight guards were stationed inside the eight city gates of Jiangling City, and another 20,000 men from the Central Guard were responsible for maintaining order in the city.

"Sis, what are you planning to do?"

"I would rather die than marry a man older than my father. Without relying on them, I can become a Grandmaster in the North."

"Exactly, marrying a lousy old man is not as good as marrying my husband. He's a really good kisser."

"..."

Fang Jing stared at Ye Rou, her face full of shock.

She used to be such a naive and silly girl.

"You brat, what did you say?"

"You and my sister are both my sisters, I don't treat you as an outsider. Anyway, my husband and I sleep comfortably in each other's arms, nose to nose, mouth to mouth, the more we hug, the more we feel. Now I can't sleep alone."

Not satisfied with just that, she added, "It's hard to say what would happen if a 49-year-old woman hugged you."

"you……"

Fang Jing was so angry that her head ached. She felt that Ye Rou was doing it on purpose.

"I'm not worried about the Zhao family; I can simply refuse them. What I'm worried about is that I'm not mentally prepared to be assigned to some random man."

"We'll go with you this weekend to check the marriage matching system and see if your spot has been released."

"All right."

Ye Rou buried her head in her rice, revealing a cunning and sly smile for the first time.

She used to be naive and innocent, always being fooled by Sister Jing and her older sister. Now she can finally fool Sister Jing about her life's most important matter.

It's true that women become more mature after they get a husband.

……

Class C, Martial Arts Academy, Student Dormitory.

On the rooftop, Xiang Tianyou's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically practiced the Thirty-Six Axes of the Heavenly Gang.

Despite being severely exhausted, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He could have stayed in the instructors' building for a while, but since Huang Bingbing wanted to take in a secret slave, the first step was to sever his ties with his family.

Including his wife, they had to sleep in separate beds after having a child.

Xiang Tianyou actually obeyed this bizarre order; he would beat his wife every time she made a fuss.

Huang Bingbing sat to the side, a cigarette dangling from her lips, constantly berating and humiliating him.

"You piece of trash, are you about to give up?"

"No, I can handle it."

"What difference does it make whether you awaken or not if you're a good-for-nothing who can't even beat an ordinary person?"

"I can beat you, Bingbing. I'm sure I'll win this time."

"Call me Master."

"Master, I promise..."

"Xiang Tianyou!"

His wife stood at the entrance to the rooftop, watching her husband being tamed by other women like a dog, feeling extremely wronged.

"What are you doing?"

"Your aunt is at my house."

"Did you send her?" Xiang Tianyou said angrily.

"Yes."

Huang Bingbing stubbed out the cigarette with her hand. "Do you know what to do?"

Xiang Tianyou nodded.

As soon as he entered the house, the discipline master slapped him across the face.

"I told you to stay away from that Huang Bingbing. She's not a decent person."

"I'll follow whoever makes me stronger. Aunt, you should take care of your own children before you try to educate me."

"You've only known me for a few days, and you already dare to talk back to me?"

"If Auntie cares about me, her nephew, please invite the captain of the campus enforcement team or a high-ranking member of the student council to watch the evaluation next Monday. I'm going to beat Yang Ding to a pulp and try to get the captain's title in one go. They have that authority."

The discipline director earns nearly 200 million yuan a year, which is indeed very high, but she has six children and ten grandchildren to take care of.

This time, Xiang Tianyou gritted his teeth and squeezed out a budget of 50,000 yuan to support him, but it will take a year.

But Huang Bingbing casually tossed out a second-grade beast core.

"Fine, I'll help you one last time. You're the kind of person who's willing to do anything for you. From now on, I won't interfere in your affairs."

After the discipline director left, Sun Li went into the room. She took off her coat, revealing a sexy outfit, and said to Xiang Tianyou's wife, "I'm staying here tonight. If you dare to utter a single fart, I'll have your husband beat you."

……

In contrast to the atmosphere at the Xiang family's home, the young couple in the Yang family were enthusiastically helping Fang Jing solve her problems.

"Sister Jing, they make no secret of the fact that they are attracted to your abilities. If you really marry into that family, not to mention the children, you won't have a good life either," Yang Ding said.

"I know that they will force me to keep having children in order to obtain more genius offspring in the space system, but there is no better way at the moment."

Ye Rou sighed, and Xiao Mei flicked her hand, finally revealing her long-planned idea.

"If all else fails, I'll have to make my husband go through with a fake marriage with you first, and then we can find a chance to get a divorce later."

Fang Jing was moved; she was truly moved. The current dynamic between the three of them was very warm and loving.

She no longer felt the same disdain for Yang Ding as before; in fact, she felt a subtle, unspeakable unease towards him.

Although Yang Ding's cultivation level wasn't high, she felt particularly at ease with him by her side.

But from a moral standpoint, Fang Jing cannot accept it.

"He's your husband, and you're my best friend. If I register our marriage, the whole school will call me shameless."

"Oh, it's a matter of life and death, why worry about these things? As long as we know what's going on, that's enough."

"After marriage registration, divorce is not possible unless one party is infertile."

"I'll get a divorce when I'm pregnant with my third child, and I'll just say my husband is impotent," Ye Rou replied decisively.

"You've already given birth to three children, who would believe you if you said it wasn't possible?"

"Combat injuries, mental illness—it's not hard to find an excuse, is it? It just depends on whether my husband is willing."

Fang Jing bit her lip and thought for a long time. She secretly glanced at Yang Ding, but still shook her head and said, "No, no, I can't accept it."

Yang Ding couldn't show that he was envious of his wife's best friend; he had to maintain an objective attitude at this moment.

"The second method is to use the system for matchmaking. If you're matched with an ordinary person, they can come with you to Donghai City. Then, whether you force him to divorce his wife or continue having children, isn't that all up to you?"

"Shall we try it tomorrow?" Fang Jing asked.