Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!

At this moment, An Xiaoyu hung up the phone and saw Gu Xiaobei and Yu Zimo sitting in front of her, staring blankly. She couldn’t help but ask, "What’s up with you two now?"

Gu Xiaobei sighed wistfully.

"Xiaoyu, how come your luck is so good? To meet a God-like man, indeed, it’s really hard to find even with a lantern!"

An Xiaoyu: "..."

Uh, her family’s God... he really is a hot commodity!

But when it comes to fate, who can really explain it?

Yu Zimo said, "Gu Xiaobei’s had a shock today and is daydreaming, still fantasizing about her Prince Charming! I say, just because he’s on a white horse doesn’t mean he’s a Prince; he could also be a Tang Monk."

Gu Xiaobei said, "Tch, a man like Tang Monk, I wouldn’t look up to him! All show and no substance, can’t fight a chicken, and only shouts ’Wukong, save me’ when a demon comes, has no ability, only knows how to chant the Band-tightening Spell. Without his disciples, who knows if he could even get to the Western Heaven?

So, such a man is only suitable to be a teacher, not a husband. Anyone who picks Tang Monk as a husband must be very vain. And besides, if after marriage he nags in my ear every day singing ’only—you,’ I could not handle it! So, no way am I choosing this kind of all-appearance, no-substance husband!"

An Xiaoyu and Yu Zimo both laughed.

"Then, what about a man like Sun Wukong?" An Xiaoyu asked.

Gu Xiaobei blinked.

"Sun Wukong! Actually, marrying Sun Wukong seems like a good choice. He can give a woman a sense of security, and be like Doraemon, producing whatever you need without you having to rack your brains to think or do anything. Women who want to marry Sun Wukong admire heroes and lack a sense of security. Look, see my seventy-two transformations, traversing heaven and earth, letting you rely on me...

But, Wukong is brazen and overly macho. As his woman, you must learn to hold him like the Buddha’s Five-finger Mountain. Or, like the Bodhisattva Guanyin, chant the Band-tightening Spell whenever he makes a mistake. If you don’t have these tricks, you risk becoming the White Bone Demon under his Jingu Bang, ending badly!"

"Hahaha." An Xiaoyu was truly amused by Gu Xiaobei, "Then, what about Zhu Bajie?"

"Ah, Zhu Bajie, his label is—I’m ugly, but I’m gentle. Zhu Bajie is the highest rated in surveys, outshining his master and brothers. He’s considerate, amusing, picks flowers, buys ribbons, often surprises you.

But, he’s infatuated with beauty and flirts around. The question is, do women want a husband or a close buddy? Maybe soon after marriage, you’ll find yourself surrounded by love rivals! So, such a man is suitable for romance, not for marriage."

An Xiaoyu laughed heartily, "Then don’t even mention Sha Monk, right?"

Gu Xiaobei thought for a moment, "Sha Monk, he’s a bit dull, a bit kind, doesn’t have high status, doesn’t have Tang Monk’s looks, Wukong’s skills, or Bajie’s tricks. Being with him is just plain, ordinary life. But such days... you can foresee them decades ahead... so boring!"

An Xiaoyu sighed softly and said, "Well, there are still a few single friends around God, I originally thought about introducing you to them, but now it seems your standards are too high, I’m afraid they can’t handle it! Forget it, better introduce them to Yu Zimo!"

Gu Xiaobei: "Waaaah, Xiaoyu, you’re setting me up!"