How Could I Possibly Have a Daughter After Reincarnating?

"Ling Ning, I've noticed you've seemed a bit out of it lately. Is everything okay?"

At the moment, Ling Ning was half-lying on the bed in Ye Xuan's resting lounge, while Ye Xuan sat silently by the bedside, lost in thought. Despite her usual impassive look, Ling Ning could tell something was off—Ye Xuan wasn't paying attention to her legs at all but rather seemed absorbed in her own thoughts. That was unusual.

Ling Ning glanced down at her long, slender legs wrapped in black stockings. They looked as straight and elegant as ever, and she hadn’t gained any weight despite indulging in quite a bit of food lately. So the issue had to be with Ye Xuan.

When she spoke, Ye Xuan merely shook her head. "It’s nothing."

"Oh, come on! I can tell something’s up. Is it because you felt embarrassed after I caught you crying last time? You used to go all weak at the sight of my long legs, but here I am putting them right in front of you, and you’re just sitting there indifferent. I’m starting to think you’re a fake, Ye Xuan!"

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Ling Ning propped her leg up on Ye Xuan’s knee, flashing a challenging look. From Ye Xuan’s perspective, Ling Ning’s expression had a playful but somewhat inviting quality.

Ye Xuan turned to look at her, and because of Ling Ning’s playful shifting, her skirt had ridden up slightly. Ye Xuan could just make out the “cutesy” pattern on Ling Ning's underwear beneath her stockings.

"Ling Ning, why do you always wear such childish panties? Is that a personal preference?" Ye Xuan remarked in a casual tone.

Ling Ning immediately realized she had exposed herself. She reflexively tried to pull her leg back, but Ye Xuan held on firmly, as if unwilling to let the opportunity slip away.

After a brief struggle, Ling Ning gave up, knowing Ye Xuan wouldn’t take things further than admiring her legs.

"Well… Don’t you think the ‘cutesy’ stuff is kind of adorable?" Ling Ning said, lifting her skirt a bit more and pointing at the design.

Realizing that this gesture might be inappropriate, she quickly put her skirt back down and tried to change the subject. "Anyway, if you like long legs so much, why don’t you just admire your own?"

Ling Ning wasn’t lying. Ye Xuan’s legs were indeed eye-catching; every time she taught class, the male students couldn’t seem to tear their eyes away.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, trying to restrain her thoughts. If it weren’t for her restrained nature, she might have already acted on her impulse to teach Ling Ning a lesson. Did Ling Ning think she wasn’t interested in anything beyond her legs? From a young age, Ye Xuan had avoided boys, though she didn’t have a strong attraction to girls, either.

But one day, after unexpectedly discovering some “TOP SECRET” study material… she had an awakening. Now, all she wanted to declare was, “What’s wrong with liking legs? I just happen to prefer that part, just like some people are drawn to faces. And what’s wrong with liking girls? It’s just like boys liking other boys!”

"By the way, Ye Xuan, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while." Ling Ning suddenly looked at her seriously.

"What is it?"

"Why did you take up a part-time job as a maid at that café?" Ling Ning had wondered about this for a while. Based on Ye Xuan’s lifestyle, she clearly didn’t need the extra money—she always took Ling Ning to upscale restaurants for lunch and wore designer clothes. Why would someone well-off like Ye Xuan work at a maid café?

"I was curious, so I gave it a try," Ye Xuan replied matter-of-factly. At the time, her decision to work at the café had been a spur-of-the-moment choice. She had planned to quit after the holiday, but then she’d met Ling Ning there. Now, as long as Ling Ning worked there, Ye Xuan would stay. Besides, she didn’t dislike the café’s atmosphere.

Ling Ning had no response to that and, after a moment, returned to the original topic.

"Come on, my legs are right here! If something’s bothering you, just tell me. Maybe it’ll make me feel better, too~"

Ye Xuan sighed helplessly before finally speaking. "Our class’s average performance is just too low. While we have a few top-performing students, the majority are really struggling academically. I’m worried about how many will even get into college."

There was another reason she didn’t mention: she’d been assigned to this homeroom position, along with her own private lounge, thanks to her father’s connections. In return, she was required to ensure that her class’s college entrance exam scores ranked first in the school. Otherwise, she’d have to comply with her father’s wishes and return to her hometown for a blind date.

Honestly, she couldn’t care less about these so-called “young talents” with no legs like Ling Ning’s. None of them appealed to her in the slightest.

Ling Ning pondered Ye Xuan’s words and realized her class’s academic performance was indeed as Ye Xuan described. While there were a few top students, there weren’t many students with even average grades. The rest were struggling severely.

"So I’ve been trying to think of ways to help the class improve. I’ve tried several methods, but none seem to be working."

"Hmm…" Ling Ning lowered her head in thought. Suddenly, she recalled a piece of news from her past life and connected it to the fact that many of her classmates were serious gamers. This just might work, but it would require Ye Xuan to make a small sacrifice.

"Ye Xuan, I think I have an idea, but I’m not sure if I should say it~"

"Go ahead," Ye Xuan replied.

Ling Ning leaned in and whispered her idea to Ye Xuan. As Ye Xuan listened, her expression grew conflicted. Ling Ning’s suggestion actually made some sense, but if she were the only one carrying out such a plan, even her face couldn’t withstand the embarrassment.

However, if she had someone else to share the attention with, this might just work.

Ling Ning, who was watching Ye Xuan with a smile, suddenly felt a chill. A sense of foreboding crept over her.

"Ling Ning, how about we negotiate something?" Ye Xuan asked, flashing a rare smile at her.

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Author’s Note:

Today, this lazy writer still hasn’t written a single word. I feel so cute~