I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 19 Who says the human race has no emperors? My father's holy body battles the heavens!
The two lived not far from the school; what should have been a ten-minute walk was filled with laughter and playful banter along the way.

Happiness Garden.

Unit 3, 2nd floor, Building 12.

Chen Zhou and Jiang Xia stood opposite each other at the door. Chen Zhou gave them some instructions:

Don't forget to bring me breakfast tomorrow!

In the dim light, Jiang Xia looked at Chen Zhou and felt that he was even more handsome than usual. She suddenly made a face:
"Hehe, I'm not bringing it for you!"

Chen Zhou clutched his stomach, feigning distress.

"Then I'll just have to go hungry."

Jiang Xia simply hummed in response, offering no clear answer as to whether or not she would bring breakfast.

But Chen Zhou knew in his heart that she would definitely bring it.

Just as the two were about to go their separate ways, Jiang Xia suddenly gave Chen Zhou a light kick, then smiled and slipped inside.

"Idiot, see you tomorrow."

Chen Zhou rubbed his leg. Jiang Xia's kick was just the right amount of force, causing pain but not injury, which left him somewhat puzzled.

He wanted to retaliate, but Jiang Xia had already hidden inside the house, entering the "safe zone".

Chen Zhou could only give her a "we'll see" look.

Jiang Xia chuckled and closed the door.

Chen Zhou unlocked the door with his key and called inside:

"Dad, I'm back."

Hearing the sound, Chen Fang, wearing an apron, emerged from the kitchen and smiled at Chen Zhou, saying:

"Son's back! Take a shower quickly. I've already adjusted the water temperature to 42 degrees Celsius. The second shelf in the bathroom contains freshly removed shower gel."

"There's pear soup simmering in the kitchen. Remember to drink it after you take a shower."

Although he is already a father, Chen Fang still maintains a male model-like physique thanks to his fitness habits.

The standard-sized apron looked like a bodybuilder wearing tight-fitting clothes on him, giving off a slightly masculine vibe.

Chen Zhou changed his shoes in the entryway and asked, as usual:
"Where's mom?"

Chen Fang chuckled, his tone tinged with complaint:
"What else can she do? She has surgery again tonight, and we don't know when she'll be back. You go to sleep first, just leave a light on for her in the entryway."

"Okay, I'll wash right away!"

Chen Zhou, wearing slippers, walked towards the bathroom.

Compared to the traditional portrayal of men earning money to support the family and women being beautiful, the Chen family's roles are somewhat different.

Chen Fang, 45 years old this year, comes from a poor rural background. After serving in the army, he is now a full-time cook for the Chen family.

However, her mother, Shen Qinghe, who was the attending physician, came from a well-off family.

The downtown apartment where Chen Zhou's family now lives is worth two to three million yuan; it was her dowry given to her by her maternal grandfather.

I don’t know if I should say this, but this kind of male-female pairing always gives Chen Zhou the feeling of a gigolo hooking up with a rich and beautiful woman.

But Chen's father's strength was not limited to that.

In a typical family, this reversal of roles between husband and wife inevitably leads to arguments and divorce, or the husband becoming subservient.

However, even though Chen Fang had no income, he was able to make Shen Qinghe completely obedient and willingly hand over her salary card.

Chen Zhou could only tearfully summarize the true value of this "golden rice bowl" arrangement in one sentence:
Who says the human race has no emperors?
My Father's Holy Body battles the heavens!
He is truly a role model for us all!
The mist spread across the frosted glass, turning the bathroom into a blurry world.

Ten minutes later, Chen Zhou walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair.

On the living room sofa, Old Deng was engrossed in watching "Empresses in the Palace".

Chen Zhou casually tossed the dirty clothes into the laundry basin and shouted to Lao Deng:
"Are there any dirty clothes left? Let's wash them together."

Old Deng looked up, his face full of surprise:
"Wow, he's grown up."

Chen Zhou smiled:
"That's for sure!"

【Ding! 】

[Since ancient times, emperors have ruled the world with filial piety. Your Majesty, despite your busy schedule and exhausting efforts, still cherishes the deep affection of a bird for its parents and serves them with utmost filial piety. Your sincerity is deeply moving. Imperial Majesty +30]

Old Deng was watching TV and casually remarked:

There are two more items on the bay window.

Chen Zhou looked at the dirty clothes in the basin, turned off the tap he had just turned on, scratched his head, and asked:
"Have you folded the clothes? I'll go fold them."

Old Deng looked up, his eyes filled with surprise:

"Wow, you've really grown up?"

Chen Zhou nodded shamelessly:
"That is!"

Seeing that the system remained inactive for a while, Chen Zhou, who had just picked up the clothes, put them down again:
"Did you brush the toilet?"

"Nope."

"I'll do it!"

Old Deng was even more surprised: "Wow, you've grown so much?"

Chen Zhou flashed a smile, revealing a set of white teeth:
"for sure!"

After waiting a few seconds and seeing that the system still didn't respond, Chen Zhou sighed in disappointment and said to Lao Deng:
"Never mind, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep!"

Chen Fang glanced at Chen Zhou's movements and scratched his head in confusion.

It's not my son.

What have you been doing?

Did Dad praise you for nothing?
……

The captain's cockpit.

Chen Zhou was lounging on the bed in a relaxed, Ge You-like posture.

Suddenly, the phone that was charging on the bedside table coughed.

Someone sent me a QQ message.

Chen Zhou unlocked his phone, glanced at his contacts, and looked somewhat puzzled:
"Zhou Mo? Why is he messaging me so late?"

Zhou Mo's name sounds quite respectable, but he's actually a show-off.

For example, his ID is quite unusual—

Where is my Diao Chan?!
The message Zhou Mo sent was very simple:
"Are you there?"

Chen Zhou was somewhat annoyed.

I've said it so many times: when you're chatting with someone, just get to the point and don't ask if they're there or not.

You will get back to me naturally.

Chen Zhou didn't like this habit and simply replied "not here".

Chen Zhou had just finished replying when Zhou Mo's new message popped up:

"I'm glad you're here. I have something important to tell you!"

Chen Zhou frowned, finding Zhou Mo's attitude somewhat strange:
"what's up?"

After some time, Zhou Mo sent a long message.

"Chen Zhou, I know your feelings for Xin Yan, and I know the feeling of loving someone you can't have."

Zhou Mo's writing carried a deliberate gentleness, as if he were the one who understood Yu Xinyan the most.

Then his tone gradually became more forceful:

"But you shouldn't have done something so outrageous tonight. Do you know that you made Xinyan cry?"

"You'd better apologize to Yu Xinyan tomorrow, or I'm not letting this go!"

Chen Zhou sneered, realizing Zhou Mo's purpose.

It turns out they were helping Yu Xinyan denounce him.

What he said is not important; it's enough that I know his stance.

The text was long, but Chen Zhou was too lazy to read it; his fingers flew across the screen.

"Zhou Mo, what the hell are you pretending for? Are you acting like a drama queen or possessed by a saint? Yu Xinyan cried because of me? Laughable! Just pretend she's a faucet that sprays water 24/7. You haven't even licked her toilet, what are you pretending to be to endorse her? Get the hell out of here!"

After typing this message, he pressed the send button, and then sent Zhou Mo a complete package of blocking and deletion.

A sharp tongue can be satisfying at times.

Being sarcastic is always fun.

Chen Zhou chuckled.

Zhou Mo must be furious right now.

This act of insulting someone and then blocking and deleting them is as refreshing as hiking ten kilometers in the sweltering summer and then drinking a sip of Sprite.

Anyway, there are only two hundred days left until the college entrance examination, so there's no need to give this clown a friendly look.

Then, a text box popped up before Chen Zhou's eyes:
[Zhou Mo is arrogant and ignorant, disregarding the emperor and defending Consort Yu. His Majesty severely reprimands this treacherous minister, demonstrating the emperor's awe-inspiring power. Imperial authority +50]

[Imperial Might: 80]

He laughed, his joy was doubled.

When it comes to Jia Huangwei, he's quick to hurl insults.

But just then, QQ coughed again, and an account with the ID "Cloud Cotton Candy" requested to add him as a friend.

See the note: Bai Qianqian.

Chen Zhou smiled slightly and approved the application without further ado.

The new book has been added to the library and recommended; you should read it!
Everyone must turn to the last page.

Romance slice-of-life stories are inherently less appealing to follow!
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(End of this chapter)