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Chapter 59 Uninvited Guest

After the score estimation was completed, Ma Yu leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed expression, while Fang Xiaoxiao lay in his arms.

"Even my estimated score is more than 20 points higher than the passing score, so this is good."

Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao snuggled together, their faces beaming with happiness.

"Tsk, you two should watch yourselves in public, or someone might call the police."

Yue Qihua, feeling slightly annoyed after being fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), said.

Yang Xingyue excitedly grabbed Ai Liang's arm: "Ai Liang, I passed! I got into the honors class too!"

What did you win?

Seeing Yang Xingyue excitedly scratching at her clothes, Ai Liang couldn't help but think of Fan Jin, but unfortunately, there was no Fan Jin reference in this world.

Ai Liang wasn't particularly disgusted by Yang Xingyue's actions.

But isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to rip my clothes in public like this?
Despite this, there was no condemnation from the surrounding gazes; everyone simply watched the excited young men and women with smiles.

Indeed, people don't hate crazy people, they just hate crazy people who are unattractive.

Based on the estimated scores, Yang Xingyue's grades are similar to Yue Qihua's, and with these scores, she's almost guaranteed a spot in the top class.

"It's just estimating a score, why are you all so excited?"

Yue Qihua forked a piece of coffee cake and put it in her mouth.

Ma Yu put his arm around Fang Xiaoxiao and sighed, "Sister Hua, for you two geniuses, getting into Experimental High School is a piece of cake, but for us ordinary people, it takes all our strength."

Fang Xiaoxiao climbed onto Ma Yu's lap and let him hug her: "That's right, that's right, we worked really hard to achieve this result, of course we're excited!"

"You'll only be working hard for this month! Before, when everyone else was studying on weekends, you two played games with me a lot. If we hadn't hired a tutor, you two would have had a hard time passing the entrance exam for Experimental High School."

Yue Qihua directly exposed the truth.

"Hehe, at least we tried our best. After all, not everyone is like Xingyue, who has a famous teacher to teach them every day."

She clearly refused Ai Liang's tutoring invitation in the first place because she wanted freedom, but now she's using that as a pretext for sophistry.

Yue Qihua rolled her eyes and ignored her.

Fang Xiaoxiao saw what Yue Qihua was thinking and added, "Sister Hua, Ai Liang was as cold as ice back then. Let alone asking him to help with tutoring, I didn't even dare to talk to him much. Who could have stuck with him except Xingyue?"

No, how can you blame me for this?
Ai Liang, who was eating tiramisu, had a black line on her forehead.

"Speaking of which, when Experimental High School came to our school for special recruitment before, Xiao Ai, you seemed to have refused, right?"

Seeing that Fang Xiaoxiao was bringing up the sore spot again, Ma Yu quickly changed the subject: "There's nothing to lose by accepting it, and it even provides basic security, so why are you refusing?"

"Huh? Ai Liang refused the special admission? I've never heard of that before," Fang Xiaoxiao said in surprise.

After stuffing the last small piece of tiramisu into her mouth, Ai Liang said, "It doesn't matter whether I get a special admission or not. I don't want the hassle of signing a bunch of photocopies."

"That's true. Anyway, with your grades, it doesn't matter which school you study at." Fang Xiaoxiao sipped her fork, her eyes suddenly lighting up: "Could it be that you didn't fill in the Experimental High School as your application?"

My little darling, why do you always manage to push the topic into a dead end so precisely?

Seeing the smiles of Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue gradually fade away, Ma Yu immediately stuck a piece of cake into Fang Xiaoxiao's mouth.

Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue then realized that they had made a mistake based on habitual thinking.

The two instinctively assumed that Ai Liang would definitely go to the best school, but in reality, it wouldn't matter where he went.

Ai Liang doesn't need to choose a school based on its teaching staff. To him, the best and worst schools are no different, and the influence of school decoration is even less than that of the best and worst schools.

Does rejecting the special admission offer from the Experimental Middle School mean that Ai Liang doesn't want to go to that school?

The same thought arose in the minds of Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue at the same time.

Ai Liang looked at Fang Xiaoxiao with a slight frown.

It's a real shame this child isn't a fortune teller.

Yue Qihua, always straightforward, asked directly, "Ai Liang, which college did you apply to?"

“Experimental Middle School,” Ai Liang replied calmly.

Ai Liang was not lying; he did fill in Experimental Middle School when he applied for college, but it was Experimental Middle School in Qianhua City.

He told the truth, but only half of it; he didn't want to tell the others about college application procedures for the time being.

Upon learning that Ai Liang's aspirations remained unchanged, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"I wonder if we'll be able to be in the same class again." Yang Xingyue began to imagine her future high school life after hearing that Ai Liang had chosen Experimental Middle School again.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hello? Dad. We're at the dessert shop, we'll be back soon. Okay, no need, we can just call a taxi later."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xingyue looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, my dad said it's getting late and he's urging me to go home quickly."

"It's okay, the score estimation is over now, it's time to go back." Fang Xiaoxiao stretched and then rubbed Ma Yu's chin, saying, "Xiao Yu, I want to pack some to take home and eat."

"Hey! I'm running low on pocket money!"

"Just one serving, okay?"

Fang Xiaoxiao nestled in his arms, rubbing against him like a little animal, blinking her eyes and panting.

His girlfriend rubbed against him in front of acquaintances, causing Ma Yu's face to turn slightly red.

"I told my parents I'd be sleeping at your place tonight. How about we have cake for a midnight snack?" Fang Xiaoxiao whispered in Ma Yu's ear.

"You can only order one serving."

His attitude softened quickly under his girlfriend's coquettish advances, and he surrendered in no time.

"I like you the most." Fang Xiaoxiao gave Ma Yu a quick kiss on the cheek, then hugged his arm and walked towards the front desk.

Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue, who had just been fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), blushed slightly after hearing Fang Xiaoxiao's bold statement, while the other simply looked on with envy.

They watched the couple showing off their affection, and subtly glared at Ai Liang.

Ai Liang calmly took a sip of the milk tea that was served to her.

Can't even handle this little bit of excitement? Wait until you're in high school and college, you'll be overwhelmed with displays of affection.

After Ai Liang finished her free milk tea, the three of them went to the front desk. Yue Qihua, like Fang Xiaoxiao, planned to pack one to take home.

"What are you looking at, Xiao Ai?" Ma Yu pressed his thumb on the payment machine with great heartache and turned to ask Ai Liang.

"It's nothing, I'm just too lazy to cook dinner, so I thought I'd pack a cake to go for dinner."

"For dinner, I recommend this fruit cake."

"Well, thank you."

Ai Liang pointed to the cheese tarts in the cabinet and said, "Could you please pack this up for me?"

Ma Yu was speechless for a moment.

"You made fun of Xingyue before, and angered Ai Liang, didn't you?" Fang Xiaoxiao said with a grin, holding the pastry box.

"Xiaoxiao!" Yang Xingyue called out angrily.

Despite her shouting, Yang Xingyue couldn't hide the smile in her eyes; it was almost overflowing.

At the entrance of the dessert shop, the group split into three groups, waved goodbye, and then each took a taxi home.

If nothing urgent comes up, the next time we meet will be when we go to school to pick up our acceptance letters.

Carrying the pastry box, Ai Liang swayed back to her front door, entered the password, inserted the key, and prepared to open the door.

However, the door was not locked.

Upon opening the door, a pair of women's high heels and a pair of men's leather shoes were neatly arranged in the entryway.

Ai Liang's initially cheerful mood plummeted.

"You're only coming back at this hour? Did you go to an event with your classmates? You two are destined to be on different paths in the future, there's no need for you to hang out together."

Ai Liang entered the living room, where a capable-looking woman with her hair up was sitting on the sofa.

She takes very good care of her body; her skin is smooth and fair. Putting aside her arrogant aura, at first glance, you would think she is still a female college student.

This person was Ai Liang's biological mother—Feng Yue.

(End of this chapter)