383 - I Don’t Want to Be Turned Into the Female Protagonist by the System

# Chapter 383: Pinocchio 9 AM, Su City Train Station! Wang Yun watched her little husband, Su Qi, get off the car with a suitcase in hand, obediently standing at the exit and found it amusing. Why would Su Qi do such a thing? Simply because yesterday on the phone, she had already agreed with her two spouses to meet at the station's exit at ten in the morning and head to school together. Coincidentally, Sister Wang Yun had to go to work, so Su Qi hitched a ride in her little red car. Holding a new pink suitcase, Su Qi was dressed in an eccentric tracksuit, with a black mask covering her face to avoid recognition, and wearing sunglasses that Sister Wang Yun had just bought her. Standing so obediently at the exit, she looked nothing but suspicious. To avoid her wife An Ning bumping into Sister Wang Yun, Su Qi arrived at the station at nine to wait for her two wives. Before long, this suspicious behavior caught the attention of the police. Watching from the shadows, Wang Yun, worried that her little husband might get into trouble, found the situation incredibly amusing. And why was Wang Yun there instead of at work? She would answer that her husband was more important than work. Finally, at half-past nine, Wang Zijin and An Ning arrived at the train station in their Mercedes SUV. Upon reaching the exit, they quickly spotted their husband. At this moment, Su Qi was awkwardly explaining to two policemen that she was not suspicious and was merely waiting for someone. However, because of her strange attire, the police insisted she leave promptly. Luckily, at this moment, Su Qi finally saw her two wives. After saying goodbye to the responsible officers, she dashed towards her wives, dragging her suitcase. Wang Zijin and An Ning watched their husband, wrapped up snugly, and couldn’t help but find it amusing. Even though they were the ones who suggested that she buy a mask and sunglasses, seeing their husband look so suspicious still brought a chuckle. Due to the holidays, Su Qi had only seen her two wives during brief moments, and she genuinely missed them. Wang Zijin wore a pink long T-shirt with Tom and Jerry on it. The shirt was long and loose, reaching above her knees, revealing her slender, well-shaped legs. Beside her, An Ning was in a black V-neck dress with small floral patterns and lace trim, accentuating her radiant skin. Though the initial glance naturally gravitated toward the V-neck area, given its obvious allure. Standing before her two wives, Su Qi felt like her eyes weren’t enough, for it was legs to the left, and... assets to the right, making it hard to decide where to look. Wang Zijin and An Ning, watching their husband, found her lack of words or motion amusing and were happy, knowing their morning's effort in dressing up was not in vain. Wang Zijin took the suitcase from her husband, seeing that there weren’t many people at the exit, and asked: “Honey, is this your train’s arrival time? Didn’t we agree on meeting at ten?” Hearing her wife’s question, Su Qi replied with the answer she had prepared: “Every time you come early to pick me up, I wanted to be early and wait for you too!” To this, Wang Zijin and An Ning felt there was little reason to doubt, as trains from Zhe City to Su City ran quite frequently, about every forty minutes, making her reason plausible. Holding hands with Zijin in her left and An Ning in her right, Su Qi felt a significant inner turmoil. For, following the lies she told yesterday, she just told another one. Su Qi was starting to understand that one lie leads to a string of lies to cover up the whole story. As the trio walked together, Wang Zijin and An Ning attracted plenty of onlookers due to their remarkable appearance. Seeing the three climb into the Mercedes SUV, passersby couldn’t help but sigh that they were wealthy women, casting envious gazes their way. With the engine’s roar, the Mercedes SUV began to move. Su Qi, not sitting in this car for the first time, did find herself in the back seat for the first time. Seated in the middle, she was flanked on each side by large black plastic bags, which rustled every so often when passing speed bumps. Curiously, Su Qi asked: “An Ning, Zijin, what’s inside these bags?” While waiting for a red light, An Ning and Wang Zijin exchanged a glance and turned to their husband before saying in unison, “Honey, these are gifts for Pinocchio.” Hearing their joyful voices, Su Qi felt their relationship was wonderfully synchronized. But gifts for Pinocchio? What kind of gifts are those? And that name, Pinocchio, it sounded somewhat familiar. Following the principle of asking when in doubt, Su Qi questioned, “Who is Pinocchio? Why give her a gift? Is it her birthday?” Then she heard her wife, occupying the front passenger seat, say, “Pinocchio, you don’t know, honey? It’s the wooden puppet whose nose grows longer every time he lies. These gifts are for a liar, honey, are you hiding something from us?” Listening to her Zijin’s gentle words, Su Qi felt cold sweat trickle down her back. Despite the hot weather, Zijin’s warm eyes gave her the sensation of being preyed upon by a hungry wolf. And the liar, they couldn’t mean her, could they? Surely not, yesterday on the phone neither of them caught a slip, right? It has to be a tease, definitely! Su Qi pondered briefly, shook her head slightly, and said: “No, An Ning, Zijin!” But no sooner had she spoken than An Ning, who was driving, began speaking, “Oh, nothing to hide, huh? Then explain why you had to use the bathroom twice while we were on the phone yesterday.” Upon hearing An Ning's words, Su Qi's mind whirled, trying to find a reasonable explanation. Just then, her Zijin wife chimed in, “Honey, why were you startled by a sparrow yesterday, screaming out loud? Who was with you last night?” Startled by Zijin’s queries, Su Qi looked up at her, bewildered. Could it be Sister Wang Yun shared last night’s events with her? But just as she harbored the thought, Su Qi dismissed it with a shake of her head, thinking it unlikely. Sister Wang Yun had promised to surprise Zijin, surely not revealing anything after just a day. Wang Zijin and An Ning observed their husband in the rearview mirror, her small hands fidgeting, evidently scheming how to cover up her previous fibs. They both felt it was necessary to give their little husband a lasting impression and memory on her tendency to fib.