Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 92 I’m Really Not Your Daughter-in-Law

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 I’m Really Not Your Daughter-in-Law

On the way back, neither of them spoke until they got home.

"Wife..."

"Don’t call me your wife!"

Xiaoxiao felt it was necessary to make something clear, and that was that she was not his wife.

"..."

In the previous days, Yang Ming had never called her his wife, and he barely even used her name when speaking to her, always keeping his words few and sentences short.

Now his constant use of "wife" felt so odd; could it be that he felt guilty over this misunderstanding and now wanted to treat her as his wife? She didn’t need that kind of charity. Besides, she wasn’t the wife of his original self.

"Wife..."

Xiaoxiao felt a headache coming on from Yang Ming calling her "wife," so she grabbed a book from the table and hurled it at him, shouting out, "Stop calling that, I’m really not your wife!"

Yang Ming fell silent, picking up the book that had hit him and bounced to the floor, and put it back on the table. His eyes were empty, a look of dejection on his face, as he turned and walked towards the doorway.

Xiaoxiao had been too impulsive, regretting her actions the moment she threw the book; her words seemed a bit harsh!

But hadn’t she suffered verbal attacks from Yang Ming when she first arrived?

In the end, she softened, "My name is Zhong Xiaoxiao, please just call me Xiaoxiao."

Yang Ming hadn’t reached the door when he heard his wife utter these words. He lifted his head, his eyes finally regaining focus, showing a look of surprise. Could he now call his wife by her name? Was this not a good start?

"About the divorce..."

Before Xiaoxiao could finish, she heard a loud crash, Yang Ming had collapsed onto the floor!

What in the world? How could he just collapse like that? Xiaoxiao immediately went over to check on him.

"Yang Ming, what’s wrong with you?"

Yang Ming struggled to prop himself up, saying, "I’m fine."

"What do you mean fine? You can’t even stand and have fallen over, yet you say you’re fine. We need to find a doctor right away!"

Xiaoxiao was anxious; how could such a big man fall ill all of a sudden, and he seemed seriously sick.

"No need; I’ll just lie down in bed. It’s just a fever!"

Yang Ming really didn’t want to trouble his wife; he had bruised his leg on a rock during a fight. Because things were urgent that day, he didn’t care, and only treated it secretly at night. The next day he went to his wife’s parents’ house for drinks, and then he stayed up all night. Maybe that’s why he got a fever, thinking him, a big man, getting sick was so embarrassing.

"What? You have a fever?"

Fever was not a joke; reaching forty degrees could fry his brain.

Xiaoxiao immediately touched Yang Ming’s forehead with her hand; it was indeed burning hot!

She immediately helped Yang Ming onto the bed and left him with a "Wait here!" before running outside without a second thought.

Yang Ming, seeing his wife’s worried expression, felt a warmth in his heart; she really did care about him. She truly was a good and kind person.

After leaving the house, Xiaoxiao went to the rented courtyard to find Yang Dong and told him to rush to town to get medicine for reducing fever. Then she returned home to boil water; she needed to cool Yang Ming down physically as quickly as possible.

After preparing everything, she carried the basin into the room and soaked the washcloth, wrung it out! She was about to hand it to Yang Ming to wipe his body when she found him already drowsy and almost asleep.

This was awkward! What to do now? Without cooling him down he could really get brain damage! Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, ’Damn it,’ and started to undress him!