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"You want to buy it?" Wang Xu asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I need a computer to study," Lin Chuan said, still using his usual excuse.

"Study?" Wang Xu's eyes clearly showed disbelief, but after thinking for a moment, he licked his lips. "If you need it, I can give it to you. It's free."

Lin Chuan was taken aback. "You're so generous, kid?"

Wang Xu scratched his head and smiled. "Anyway, it'll only fetch a few hundred yuan if I sell it. I've used it for so long, I can't bear to sell it so cheaply. If you want it, you can use it. Consider it a loan, and you don't need to pay it back."

"No, I'll buy it from you instead," Lin Chuan said. "But I only have eight hundred yuan on me, how about I give you eight hundred?" This price is acceptable compared to those bosses.

"Really, no need," Wang Xu waved his hand.

"It's only fair to pay for things," Lin Chuan said.

"Then... give me five hundred yuan," Wang Xu said.

Lin Chuan didn't continue to "bargain," took out five hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it over. Wang Xu smiled happily after receiving the money.

At that time, five hundred yuan was a considerable sum of money, and this money could be included in his own pocket money without having to be confiscated. With this money, he could live a carefree life for a while longer.

Having successfully purchased the laptops, the group prepared to part ways.

As they reached the entrance of the computer mall, Lin Chuan turned back to Wang Xu and said, "Don't spend all five hundred yuan on comics and internet access."

Wang Xu was taken aback for a moment, "Old Lin, you sound like my dad right now."

"Huh?" Lin Chuan was taken aback, his expression also showing surprise. "So I'm not your father?"

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Wang Xu said angrily, then turned and left without looking back.

Lin Chuan smiled, glanced at the time, and realized it was 5:30 in the afternoon. He then prepared to head home with Chen Xiyu.

"Did you go back?" he asked, turning his head.

"I want to go eat," Chen Xiyu said.

"Have a meal?"

"Hmm, since you helped me carry so much stuff, I can treat you to a meal," Chen Xiyu said.

"Although it's rare for you to treat us, let's skip it today," Lin Chuan shrugged. "My mom already bought the groceries and asked me to invite you to eat with us."

"What do you mean, it's rare for me to treat you?" Chen Xiyu squinted at him, clearly more concerned about the first sentence.

"Literal meaning?"

Chen Xiyu frowned, then stepped forward, bringing her face close to his, looking like she was there to interrogate him.

Lin Chuan was carrying a bunch of things and had no way to avoid it, so he waved his hand and said, "Just kidding, just kidding. How about I treat you to a milk tea or ice cream?"

"I want them all," Chen Xiyu said.

"it is good."

Lin Chuan had no choice but to buy milk tea and ice cream from the side. He had done volunteer work all day, and in the end, he even lost out on a cup of milk tea and an ice cream. It was a huge loss, but...

Seeing how happily Chen Xiyu was eating, he thought to himself that this was a case of being prepared for the worst.

When the two got home, it was already past six in the afternoon.

Lin Chuan didn't go back to his own room, but went to the apartment across the hall first, since he was carrying a bunch of things.

"Just put the things on the table," Chen Xiyu said.

Lin Chuan placed the things he bought on the tea table, but instead of going back immediately, he turned around and smiled at Chen Xiyu, saying, "Miss Chen, is the milk tea I bought delicious?"

"Not bad." Chen Xiyu raised an eyebrow.

"That's good, that's good," Lin Chuan said.

"You have something to say, don't you?" Chen Xiyu squinted at his somewhat solicitous manner.

"It's nothing major, just a small favor," Lin Chuan gestured with his hand, "I need your help."

"Go ahead and tell me, I'll think about it." Chen Xiyu sat on the sofa and looked at him.

"You know, even though I bought a laptop, I don't have internet at home," Lin Chuan said.

"You want to use my Wi-Fi?"

"How can you call it 'mooching' when it's something a scholar does?" Lin Chuan said seriously. "The most important thing is that my parents have no idea that I bought a computer. After all, I've only just started high school. So, I thought I'd leave the computer with you and pretend that you bought it."

Chen Xiyu's eyes widened. "You're trying to make me take the blame for something as big as secretly buying a computer?"

"How can that be the same? You can say it was given to you by your parents," Lin Chuan analyzed for her. "Besides, weren't you worried about me buying a computer to play games? If you're at your house, you can supervise me."

Chen Xiyu snorted, "You bought the computer first, then discussed it with me, so you're just going to act first and ask questions later? What will you do if I don't agree?"

"Miss Chen, you're beautiful and kind-hearted, how could you be unwilling to help your neighbor with this small favor?" Lin Chuan continued.

"Well," Chen Xiyu's eyes rolled around, then she smiled and twisted her shoulders. "Oh dear, after walking around outside all day, my shoulders feel a little sore."

Lin Chuan thought to himself, "I carried everything along the way, how can your shoulders be sore?" But he still walked up behind Chen Xiyu with a smile.

He placed both hands on her shoulders, massaging them a few times before switching to pounding them, and then asked, "Miss Chen, how does this pressure feel?"

"Xiao Chuanzi, not bad." Chen Xiyu was completely immersed in the role, like an empress in the imperial harem.

Lin Chuan continued working, his shoulders slightly drooping, and asked softly, "My computer?"

"I bought a ton of stuff today and haven't unpacked it yet, and the house hasn't been cleaned this week either. If you could help me tidy up, I might consider what you're saying," Chen Xiyu said. "Of course, you don't have to force yourself."

"No pressure, no pressure," Lin Chuan said.

He went to the tea table, unpacked and put away all the things he had just bought, and then took a mop from the bathroom and started mopping the floor.

Chen Xiyu lay on the sofa, like a lazy boss inspecting the hardworking laborers.

As she looked at it, she couldn't help but remind her, "You need to clean it thoroughly, I'm a very particular person."

Lin Chuan thought to himself, "I don't believe you for a second. A truly meticulous person wouldn't only clean once a week. If someone were to live with you in the future, wouldn't cleaning be exhausting?"

But he still smiled and said he would clean it up. He couldn't help but admire himself for his flexibility.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Chen Xiyu peeked outside. "Is it Aunt Wang?"

"Why don't you go open the door and you'll find out?" Lin Chuan said, meaning that he was still working.

"Go," Chen Xiyu said. She couldn't let go of the rare opportunity to order Lin Chuan around.

Lin Chuan had no way to refute it, so he put down the mop in his hand and went to open the door.

But it wasn't his mother standing outside the door; instead, it was a middle-aged woman. She was wearing dark gray trousers and a light-colored T-shirt, and her shoulder-length short hair was neatly combed. She was carrying a black packaging box in her hand.

She looks capable and sophisticated, much like an elite white-collar worker.

Before Lin Chuan could even ask who she was, the middle-aged woman spoke up, "Who are you? This should be Chen Xiyu's home, right?"