Cyber Arranged Marriage

Wife...

So wonderful!

He applied force with both hands, squishing her little face toward the center!

Squishing it until her lips puckered out and those phoenix eyes were deformed!

Then, he rubbed it vigorously!

Rubbing this incredibly beautiful little face into a mess, rubbing until her nose was flattened by his palms!

Rubbing until she let out muffled wu wu wu sounds, but the light in her heterochromatic eyes only grew brighter!

Fang Qi lowered his head—

Smooch.

He kissed her right on the tip of her nose.

She froze. Those heterochromatic eyes stared straight at him, the scarlet in her red eye pausing for a brief moment.

Then—

Master—!

She plunged headfirst into his embrace!

Fang Qi's back sank deeply into the movie theater seat!

Master Master Master Master Master...!

Fang Qi rested his chin on her beret... The corners of his mouth simply couldn't be suppressed!

Excellent!

He finally understood!

It turned out that his wife Liguang... was the daughter-in-law given to him by his parents in this world!

Although this wife had been a bit difficult to conquer in the early stages... now, she was already a super good wife!

So! Great!

Then his gaze focused slightly, and he looked over at Uncle again.

Uncle was looking at them, smiling without saying a word, the expression on his face...

Was that kind of young people are so energetic sentiment.

And beside him—

Xiaoyue was also tilting her head, her red lips curved in a lazy arc, her dark eyes half-closed.

As if watching a play... that she had already anticipated.

She looked at Uncle again, leaning forward slightly, a hint of smugness curving her red lips.

Master, see?

Her voice was slightly raspy and slow.

This time, I won.

Uncle's expression froze for a moment, then became somewhat helpless. He raised a hand and massaged the bridge of his nose:

Alright, I admit it, you really did win.

Won what?

Fang Qi, holding the soft warmth in his arms, looked at Uncle with some curiosity.

Seeing him look over, Uncle helplessly spread his hands and explained:

It's just that before we came, I told Xiaoyue...

...whether or not we should send Liguang away and tell you all these things in private.

He smiled bitterly and spread his hands.

I was worried earlier that if Liguang heard all this—her own origins, how she was used, how she was forcibly bound to her Master—she would be unhappy, overthink things, or even... have some kind of problem.

...Ah.

Fang Qi glanced at the little silver head still rubbing against him in his arms.

Hmm... indeed. He had thought the same thing just now.

Anyone with normal logic would think that way!

Then Uncle's gaze drifted over to Xiaoyue, his tone even more helpless:

And then this one—

He pointed at the mature woman in the black dress sitting beside him with her legs crossed.

Just flat-out rejected it. She said it was completely unnecessary.

Xiaoyue tossed the black hair over her shoulder, the movement lazy and casual.

I told you—

She paused, the curve of her lips carrying a bit of smugness.

Just tell Liguang about her origins right to her face. She won't be sad, she won't be angry, and she definitely won't go crazy.

She chuckled lightly.

She will only be very happy.

Then she lifted her chin, casting a sidelong glance at the silver-haired girl still squirming in Fang Qi's arms.

See, I was right, wasn't I, Master?

Uncle pursed his lips, noncommittal.

Xiaoyue leaned back against the chair again, crossing her long legs wrapped in the black dress once more.

Tilting her head to look at Uncle, her charming eyes carried a hint of half-smiling teasing:

Master, you really still don't understand a woman's heart. Her voice was lazy and careless.

Uncle's mouth twitched, then he shook his head helplessly:

Yes, yes, yes, I don't understand, in my whole life... I've never touched a woman other than you.

Xiaoyue didn't speak, but the slight curve of her lips clearly showed her happiness and pride!

Fang Qi's mouth also twitched.

...Hah?

...A woman's heart?

What woman's heart...!

If a normal woman knew about this kind of thing, she probably would have flipped out long ago...

This should be called—a yandere's heart!

It was just that Xiaoyue also happened to be a yandere, which was why she could guess Liguang's reaction!

These two yanderes...

Were both pretty ridiculous.

Uncle rubbed his nose and cleared his throat again:

Ahem.

Um... Fang Qi.

His voice carried a bit of unnaturalness.

This elder, who had just been acting like an experienced person, was clearly losing a bit of face after being told by his own yandere in public that he didn't understand a woman's heart.

Liguang, actually, has one more issue.

Uncle's tone was deliberately made a bit smoother, as if trying to regain his dignity and control of the room.

His gaze circled between Fang Qi and Liguang, and lowering his voice a bit, he said solemnly:

You, cannot betray her.

Fang Qi: ...

Listen to what you're saying...

Hmm, makes perfect sense!

If you hadn't said it, I almost would have been kept in the dark!

Uncle continued:

You can even hit her, scold her, lecture her, punish her... none of that is a problem. But...

His tone became serious.

You absolutely must not betray her. If you betray her, she might become agitated, go crazy, and then... her strength will skyrocket!

And then she will do some things to you...

He didn't finish.

But both men present were experienced and understood perfectly well.

Fang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

What Uncle said really reminded him.

Although he had known this kind of thing for a long time, now, after learning that Liguang's abilities would fluctuate with her emotions...

He had a new realization!

He immediately thought of that ending in the game—

Nowhere to Run.

That worst possible ending that would trigger as long as the player chose to report Liguang to the police and betray her.

In that ending, the police... couldn't catch Liguang at all!

And no matter where the player hid, even if strictly protected, Liguang would always find a chance to drag the player out.

She would drag the player into the basement!

Breaking their limbs over and over again! Break, heal, break again, heal again... forever!

Thinking about it now... no wonder.

No wonder no matter how strictly the police protected the player, it was useless.

Because what the player had to face was a supercomputing AI whose emotional core was running wildly due to betrayal, unlocking super strength!

She could probably calculate the time the player went to the bathroom alone... accurate to the millisecond!

Actually, your parents also thought about this problem.

Uncle continued:

But they didn't have any good solutions either.

He chuckled:

Actually, my brother was quite worried at the time, feeling that this posed a threat to your safety. He thought you might also want a normal life, and if this problem wasn't solved...

He paused, his gaze drifting toward Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue was crossing her legs, her fingers carelessly twirling the ends of her hair, turning a blind eye to Uncle's gaze.

But, that sister-in-law of mine...

Uncle's expression became a bit subtle.

She actually thought it was quite good.

According to her...

Uncle looked at Fang Qi, unable to hold back a smile:

She felt... scumbags deserve to die.

"She said that if Xiao Qi dared to abandon and betray a girl who would forever love him, protect him, and take care of him... then he deserved to die."

"She also said that if that really happened, she would disown this son, and if he died, so be it."

Fang Qi: "..."

Wait...?

Holding the "girl who would forever love him, protect him, and take care of him" in his arms, he stared wide-eyed at Uncle.

This was said by his... so-called mom whom he had never even met?

The woman who was still thinking about how to protect him right before she died?

The smile on Uncle's lips deepened:

"My brother got anxious back then, asking what kind of logic that was. He said you couldn't just strip away our son's freedom to love. What if he liked another woman in the future?"

"My sister-in-law just waved her hand and said that was simple—"

"She said they just needed to design her to be absolutely gorgeous. A beautiful woman who loved her son deeply—he would definitely like her."

"She even shot a glance at my brother, saying, 'Don't you men all care about looks?' She also brought up how all of my brother's ex-girlfriends back in the day were quite pretty."

"Your dad was left utterly speechless on the spot, muttering under his breath that she had been nagging him about that same old crap for decades."

At this point, Uncle let out a laugh, carrying a trace of nostalgia... and a faint sense of melancholy.

Then he smiled, shook his head, and said:

"My sister-in-law raised her chin back then and said she was being good enough to her son. If he still dared to betray someone like that, he was just a scumbag, and his death wouldn't be a pity!"

Fang Qi was... dumbfounded.

Listening to this seemingly very reasonable argument, his mouth twitched.

Hey, hey, hey...

This, this, this... this isn't right, is it!

Does this count as... a cyber arranged marriage?

Arranged marriages are wrong!

Even though he was indeed incredibly satisfied with this cyber wife right now...

But speaking of which...

Was his never-before-seen mother actually this kind of person?

Hmm...

He had heard Uncle mention before that this mother of his seemed to be...

When she had just come of age, when she was still the little princess of her family, she had convinced her family for the sake of her boyfriend to heavily invest in a company that, at the time...

Was making an enemy out of the whole world?

...Could his mom have been a yandere too?

Could his fetish for yanderes have been inherited?

...No, no, no!

They were just his parents in this world!

He already had a severe yandere fetish before he even transmigrated!

His mom definitely wasn't one; her investment was also for the sake of humanity's... future?

Hmm... Anyway, it's all good!

He looked down at the crazy girl in his arms, whose eyes were shining as she listened.

He loved arranged marriages!

Besides...

It wasn't like he could ever betray her anyway!

At this moment, the silver-haired girl was looking up at him with sparkling eyes, a sweet, satisfied, and happy smile playing on her lips.

"Hehehe..."

Her voice was soft and sweet:

"Master's mother... is so wonderful!"

She tilted her head, and her beret slipped to the side again.

"To think she actually supports Liguang. She's such a good person, hehe!"

Fang Qi: "..."

"However—"

Liguang suddenly extended her index finger and gently pressed it against Fang Qi's lips.

That little face leaned in very close, so close that he could see every trace of data light flowing within her crimson eyes.

"Liguang won't kill Master, you know."

Her voice was very light and sweet, as if she were sharing a secret.

"No matter what Master does... Liguang could never kill Master."

Fang Qi blinked, feeling the slight coolness on his lips.

"At most—"

She suddenly smiled.

Gentle, sweet, and obedient, the standard "Liguang-style smile."

But her index finger slowly moved away from his lips, tracing down his chin, his Adam's apple, all the way down... until it finally rested right in the center of his chest.

"—I'll just lock Master up."

Her fingertip drew a tiny circle on his chest.

"And give a little... tiny punishment?"

Fang Qi: "...?"

He looked down at the pale, tender finger still drawing circles on his chest, then looked back up at that... gently smiling, harmless little face.

Does repeatedly breaking all four of my limbs count as a tiny punishment?

...Uh, I guess it does?

He wouldn't be dead, and his limbs wouldn't even be permanently destroyed; they could still recover.

It might not even trigger a respawn...

Looking at it that way, it really is just a tiny punishment!

The silver-haired girl's smile deepened. Both of her small hands climbed up around his neck as she curled up into his arms like a cat.

"Master, don't worry—"

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled and carrying a hint of laughter.

"Liguang definitely wouldn't have the heart to do it. But even so..."

Her warm breath tickled Fang Qi's ear:

"Master is still not allowed to betray Liguang."

"Otherwise..."

"Liguang doesn't know what she might do."

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