After being kicked out of the wealthy family along with her yandere childhood friend

Bai Tao stared at the gray avatar on the screen, her finger hovering above the screen, hesitant to drop it.

She wanted to pretend she didn't see it, but then she remembered that Bai Shen was the only person who had ever asked her if she needed money...

What are you doing right now?

Bai Tao glanced at the time the message was sent: 1:03 AM.

It's so late. No wonder he's the heir to a big company; he's still not asleep.

Back to work, back to rolling!

She didn't want to say too much, and didn't want the Bai family to know about her current life.

[Lying down.]

Bai Shen had just finished showering in the gym on the third floor of the Bai family home when the stylist was waiting for him at the door.

He smiled as he dried his hair and read Bai Tao's message.

It seems that after leaving the Bai family, his younger sister has become a bit more lively.

She used to be very polite when she spoke to him, not like a family.

That's how it is in wealthy families; they require you to be impeccable in every way you speak and talk.

It doesn't matter if you don't look like a family, but you must be polite and courteous enough.

"Never mind," Bai Shen said, draping a towel over the back of his chair. He found his assistant's phone, which rang three times before being quickly answered.

"Hey, boss?"

"Find out where Bai Tao lives now, who she lives with, and what she does."

The assistant paused for a moment, but quickly resumed a professional demeanor.

"Okay, I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

On the other side, Bai Tao waited for a while and found that Bai Shen was not replying to her. She turned off her phone and placed it face down on the coffee table.

She turned over and sat up on the sofa, only to find Pei Jin sitting across from her at the coffee table, fiddling with a silver-gray laptop.

The coffee table was a bit small for him, and the laptop almost spanned the entire desktop, leaving almost no extra space between the keyboard and mouse. He could only operate the laptop with his hands pressed against the desktop.

The coffee table was a bit too low, and the stool was a bit too high. His posture made Bai Tao feel uncomfortable. Should they buy a new table for this small basement...?

There was a book lying on the table, with a few pages of notes next to it. The handwriting looked a bit messy, like a draft he jotted down while organizing his thoughts.

His fingers slid across the touchpad, pausing occasionally as if he saw something that required further thought.

He knew she was awake without even looking up.

"I boiled corn this morning; it's in the pot."

"Very good," Bai Tao nodded, walking past him in her slippers.

She went into the bathroom, turned on the tap, squeezed out toothpaste, and while brushing her teeth, she peeked half her head out of the bathroom door frame, secretly watching Pei Jin's back.

He had broad shoulders and a straight back, and his shoulder blades protruded slightly due to his slightly forward-leaning posture.

Her eyes were full of suspicion. With a toothbrush in her mouth, she secretly leaned against the bathroom door frame and peeked at him.

After staring at it for a while, she walked behind Pei Jin while brushing her teeth, bent down, and looked over his shoulder onto the computer screen.

The screen was divided into three small windows. On the left was a website entirely in English, with the page densely packed with technical terms and charts.

In the middle is a document being edited; only two lines have been written, resembling a bolded title.

On the right is an interface showing some kind of program running, with lines and data constantly jumping around, as if it's performing some kind of simulation or calculation.

Bai Tao's English is not bad, but all the words are technical terms, and she can't understand a single one.

Her eyes scanned the screen twice, then glanced at Pei Jin's serious-looking back of the head.

"Pei Jin! Where did you get this computer?!"

Bai Tao's voice became muffled because she had a toothbrush in her mouth, as if she were talking with a piece of candy in her mouth.

It's an Apple product, and the latest model.

It felt like he bought it this morning.

Did he win the lottery?

Or was he secretly hiding some luxury goods from her?

They still went and stole or robbed!

She still had toothpaste foam in her mouth, and as she spoke, a small white dot flew out and landed on Pei Jin's shoulder, standing out conspicuously against the black fabric.

Bai Tao's gaze followed the white dot down to Pei Jin's shoulder.

She paused for a moment, then secretly glanced at Pei Jin, only to find that he hadn't seen her.

She quickly stretched out her finger and secretly wiped away the little white dot.

She moved quickly, as if nothing had happened.

Pei Jin glanced at her sideways, noticing her movements out of the corner of his eye, but said nothing.

He turned his gaze back to the screen.

"I helped a junior student write his thesis; the computer was given to me by him."

"Would you write it for him for free?"

Pei Jin finally turned his head and glanced at her. His time was so precious right now, how could it be free?

He spends several hours every day researching, writing frameworks, and revising structures. How could he possibly spend so much time just to say thank you?

"It's paid."

Bai Tao nodded, the foam in the toothpaste now so thick that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

That's good.

So it turns out they were making money.

After finishing her meal, Bai Tao nestled on the sofa, her tablet resting on her lap, continuing to draw the artwork of the Demon Orb.

She had been working on this piece for several days, carefully considering every stroke. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. After checking the details one more time, it was ready to be released.

Her phone vibrated, but she ignored it and continued drawing.

As she was drawing, Bai Tao secretly pinched her waist.

I spend all day lounging on this little sofa. It's so soft, there's no support for my lower back, and after sitting for a while, I feel like I'm being swallowed by the sofa, and my spine curves into an uncomfortable arc.

She sighed, changed her position, but was still uncomfortable.

Pei Jin's back must have been very tired from doing that kind of work.

Thankfully, they don't need to go these next few days; otherwise, a year from now, they'll both be suffering from herniated discs.

To make her back feel more comfortable, Bai Tao decided to lie down on the sofa.

This position is much more comfortable.

Pei Jin glanced at her.

She lay on the sofa, her legs sticking up, her toes dangling in the air.

We need to buy a table for Bai Tao.

She needs a table to paint on, a place where she can stand up straight.

But this basement is too small; if we put a table in it, there won't be any room for anyone to stand.

They have to move out of the basement first.

Pei Jin turned his gaze back to the screen.

Chi Shibao has already completed most of the framework for his thesis, but the process is still not fast enough, and he needs to find a lot of materials for him at the university.

But Chi Shibao's schedule is exactly the same as when he was in the country; if he goes to the library too late, it will be closed.

It was too slow to only tutor Chi Shibo at a time, so he went online and found a female student from the Department of Financial Management to tutor him on his thesis.

This junior only offered $2000, but her requirements weren't high.

All I need to do is help revise the paper and provide some guidance on academic literature; I don't need to write it from scratch, which is much easier than what Chi Shibao did.

Pei Jin sent her a private message, briefly introducing his background and experience, and also sending her his transcript.

There's been no reply yet, and this schedule seems quite normal.