Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

"Really? Then why not hire another teacher?" Li Zhuangsheng asked blankly.

Hearing this, Hu Mengke laughed: "Brother-in-law, hiring another teacher means paying another salary, which are all operating costs. If the costs are higher, the profits will be lower."

"Oh, right!" Li Zhuangsheng snapped out of his daze and slapped his forehead. "Look at my brain, I didn't even think of something so simple."

Hu Mengke simply smiled and said, "My brother-in-law just hasn't been exposed to real society before; he'll understand soon enough."

After hearing this, Li Zhuangsheng smiled sheepishly; he truly lacked common sense. Fortunately, he didn't need it for the time being.

Suddenly, Li Zhuangsheng thought to himself, if he doesn't have these common sense things, then Hu Mengdie probably doesn't either. Can she run a dance training class well?
She probably doesn't know the teachers at the dance training class anymore. Will she be able to get along with them?

The thought lingered in Li Zhuangsheng's mind for a while, but he ultimately gave up on thinking about it.

There shouldn't be any problem... Hu Mengdie is much smarter than him, and she's a girl, so she shouldn't encounter any particularly difficult problems.

After washing up, Li Zhuangsheng went to the dining room, where Hu Mengke had already served him porridge and was sitting in a high chair feeding Xuanxuan.

The skin was white, and the blue veins beneath were faintly visible.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry? Xuanxuan is hungry too." Noticing Li Zhuangsheng's gaze, Hu Mengke looked up and smiled. "Don't tell me you won't let Xuanxuan eat at the table just because she's young?"

"No, no..." Li Zhuangsheng smiled wryly, thinking to himself that he really didn't care about people anymore.

However, there's no need to avoid people. Given their current relationship, there's no one else around, so avoiding people would only seem hypocritical, like trying to cover something up.

However, Li Zhuangsheng vaguely felt that this matter not only involved Hu Mengke's privacy, but also that Xuanxuan's privacy should be protected!
"Hmph, I know, you don't like porridge..." Hu Mengke looked at Li Zhuangsheng with a strange smile, "Do you want to drink milk?"

"Pfft...cough cough cough!"

Li Zhuangsheng had just taken a sip of porridge when he almost spat it out of his nose.

"Cough cough cough, stop coughing so early in the morning!"

Li Zhuangsheng thought to himself, "Are girls really this bold? They're even more open than boys when they're being open..." The first two times, it was the other person who took the initiative.

However, he didn't really have the right to criticize Hu Mengke, since he had actually tried it... to be honest, it didn't taste as good as the overstocked pure milk. It was simply a matter of personal preference.

"Haha, brother-in-law, would you like a drink?"

Hu Mengke smiled broadly, but her actions suggested she wasn't joking as she pulled open her nursing bra.

"Never mind, I'm going to eat breakfast!" Li Zhuangsheng quickly lowered his head and drank his porridge.

It's a bit disrespectful of an elder to fight with Xuanxuan for food so early in the morning; he still has some sense of shame.

But as I ate, I couldn't help but look up and glance at it a few more times.

"You want to see me take my clothes off in the room later?"

"Don't tease me like that!" Li Zhuangsheng blushed. "I, I, I'm just curious, how old are you... Don't misunderstand, I just need it for writing a novel, I want to get a general idea so I have a concept in my mind!"

"65D."

"65D?" Li Zhuangsheng blinked, looking slightly confused. "So he's bigger than 36D?"

"If you convert it, it's probably a 30D. 36D is roughly 80D in China, which usually means someone who's quite overweight!" Hu Mengke puffed out her chest confidently. "So only other people's D-cups are the perfect D-cup!"

"Oh, oh..." Li Zhuangsheng nodded, but thought to himself, "I can't believe she really has a D cup."

Although he didn't really understand it, he felt that this D-cup wasn't as huge as he had imagined.

Oh, wait, Li Xiuyu is a C cup, so this D cup size makes perfect sense. Why is it that even though a D cup is only slightly larger than a C, it feels like it's an exponential increase? Maybe that's the allure of a D cup!

"Brother-in-law, are you wondering why your D cup is so small?" Hu Mengke seemed to have seen through Li Zhuangsheng's thoughts and snorted, "I think you've been fooled by anime and manga. Hmph, my sister is only a 65C, which is even smaller than mine!"

"Isn't that similar to Li Xiuyu?" Li Zhuangsheng thought to himself.

"And although it doesn't look as exaggerated as in the anime, it's actually quite big! If you don't believe me, feel it!"

As Hu Mengke spoke, she grabbed Li Zhuangsheng's hand and put it inside her clothes.

"I told you not to flirt with me like that!" Li Zhuangsheng was speechless.
"Hehe, but teasing you like this is really fun!"

"I can see that now, you're pretty bad too!"

"Hehehe." Hu Mengke laughed foolishly, "I just feel so happy to be able to talk to you like this, it's like a dream."

Li Zhuangsheng was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head, picked up a coconut-flavored steamed bun, but felt it wasn't as soft as the one he had just picked up.

“What’s the point of dreaming? I’m not that great,” Li Zhuangsheng said.

"In my heart, you are the best person in the world." Hu Mengke smiled. "No one is better than you, really."

……

After finishing breakfast, Li Zhuangsheng idly turned on his computer. He initially wanted to watch some anime, but after thinking about it, he decided to open the author's assistant and continue writing his novel.

Everyone else is working hard to live a good life, how can I be so lazy? Besides, if I don't earn money, how will I provide a better life for my family?

I wrote the novel all day long, had lunch at noon, and then continued writing in the afternoon.

In the evening, Zhang Qixiang called Li Zhuangsheng and, upon learning that he was at home, quickly brought over four boxes of milk.

"Why are you carrying so much milk?" Li Zhuangsheng asked, puzzled.

"You were sick, weren't you? You just got back from Nanjing, so I came up to visit you. I was thinking of bringing you two suitcases as a token, but then I thought, with so many people in your family, two suitcases wouldn't be enough."

Zhang Qixiang grinned mischievously and walked into the study without any ceremony.

"Are you sleeping here now?"

"correct."

Li Zhuangsheng nodded. He wasn't quite used to this person who would become his best friend. In any case, in his original impression, the two weren't that close.

"It's pretty good. I guess you like this room."

"Indeed, I prefer this study to the larger room!"

Zhang Qixiang patted the bookshelf next to the bed: "Do you remember? I had someone make this bookshelf for you!"

Li Zhuangsheng shook his head: "I don't remember, but thank you anyway!"

Zhang Qixiang glanced at Li Zhuangsheng again; the other man's eyes looked even more innocent and naive than before.

"We haven't seen each other much these past few days. Let's go out for dinner together, it's on me. I know a hole-in-the-wall restaurant that makes really good lamb!"

Zhang Qixiang smiled, and without giving Li Zhuangsheng a chance to refuse, pulled him up and walked out. (End of this chapter)