I just started college and my advisor turned out to be my blind date?

"Miss, Madam instructed that you'd better not eat out."

Uncle Gong stood beside Shen Qianxue, looking at the cramped living room, and whispered a reminder.

This is a typical old town residential area.

The white paint on the ceiling had a yellowish tint characteristic of aged paint.

The living room furniture is also very simple.

A small coffee table, a sofa,

There's also the television, a must-have in every household, but which has almost become a decorative item.

Aside from the fact that he cleaned very well, Uncle Gong couldn't find any other redeeming qualities.

But Shen Qianxue's reaction was completely different.

She blinked her bright eyes, curiously and greedily examining every object in the room.

It was as if they were appreciating a rare treasure.

But Shen Qianxue was very careful, almost to the point of restraint.

"It's alright. We ordered all the ingredients anyway, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Shen Qianxue heard Uncle Gong's advice to stop her.

He winked mischievously and said with a bright smile:

"When I go to college, I can't just stop going out to eat with my friends, can I?"

"I am well aware of my condition and will be careful to act appropriately."

Uncle Gong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more.

He was sharp-tongued towards outsiders, but towards this girl he had watched grow up...

Uncle Gong harbored feelings in his heart almost like those for his daughter.

After all, in terms of the amount of time they spent together, he had indeed spent more time with Shen Qianxue than with his own biological son.

As a father, who would want his daughter to be limited to casual conversations with friends because of a strange illness, and even unable to eat at a roadside stall?

Footsteps echoed from the stairwell, one light and one heavy.

The Lu family's doors hadn't been replaced in over a decade, resulting in extremely poor sound insulation.

Even Shen Qianxue and her companion, who were chatting inside, could hear it.

Shen Qianxue held up her index finger, making a shushing gesture:

"Uncle Gong, all the ingredients here were delivered by me, so there's no danger."

"Please, don't remind them, okay?"

As Shen Qianxue spoke, she clasped her hands together.

Her voice was sweet and pleading.

Uncle Gong's face showed a struggle.

Shen Qianxue's illness is a rare genetic defect.

It has a rapid onset and is extremely harmful to the body.

The matriarch of the Shen family had already given instructions: if he dared to let Shen Qianxue act recklessly, he would not only lose his high-paying job, but even his son, who was studying at a private school sponsored by the Shen family group, would...

Just this once.

"Uncle Gong, I've never asked anyone for a favor before."

Shen Qianxue tugged at Uncle Gong's sleeve and shook it gently:

"They'll be up here soon. If they knew I had that disease, no one would dare eat with me."

"Uncle Gong~~"

Uncle Gong couldn't help but retort:

"When don't you ever need to ask someone for help?"

At a crucial moment, he even made a sarcastic remark about Shen Qianxue.

But Shen Qianxue wasn't angry; instead, she excitedly wanted to hug Uncle Gong.

"Thank you, Uncle. You're the best to me!"

"When we get home, I'm going to tutor your son!"

Uncle Gong dodged Shen Qianxue's embrace, his usually resolute shoulders trembling slightly, as if he were afraid of something:

"No, miss, you can't repay kindness with enmity!"

Shen Qianxue did indeed get into Hangzhou University based on her own abilities.

However, her teaching methods, aside from true geniuses, would only destroy the Dao heart of ordinary people.

"Hehe, don't worry."

Shen Qianxue blinked, her smile growing even brighter.

Like a sunflower that has basked in the sun all day and is happily bidding farewell to the sunset.

Outside the door, Lu Ming took out a spare key and opened the iron gate.

With a creak, he caught a glimpse of Shen Qianxue laughing and joking in the living room, and Uncle Gong looking helpless and a little uneasy.

It's hard to imagine what difficult thing could make this towering man look troubled.

"You guys arrived first, as expected. I went to buy some groceries, which took a little longer."

Lu Ming didn't meddle in other people's business, and smiled as he held up the plastic bag in his hand.

How big the bowl is, how much rice you can eat.

He even changed the family's living environment so that his mother wouldn't have to work day and night.

We need to raise enough money for the huge surgery so that Mu Wanqiu can focus on her treatment.

I haven't even done these two things well, so how can I be in the mood to worry about Uncle Gong's affairs?

In Lu Ming's view, Shen Qianxue was just a tourist from a wealthy family who happened to come to the old town to take photos.

After taking the photos and paying off her debts, she might keep in touch with Mu Wanqiu.

But he and Lu Ming were indeed separated by mountains and seas forever.

"no……"

Uncle Gong glanced at the plastic bag and keenly noticed something taboo.

His gaze was sharp, but before he could finish speaking, he was kicked by Shen Qianxue's little leather shoe.

"No, it's me who wanted to bother you, how could I let you go grocery shopping?"

"Look, I've already bought the groceries and they're in the kitchen."

"There's also some seafood, frozen in the refrigerator."

Shen Qianxue's voice drowned out Uncle Gong's, and she smiled sweetly.

Lu Ming and Mu Wanqiu both sensed that something was wrong.

Especially Mu Wanqiu, beneath her cold and aloof exterior lies an extremely delicate heart.

"Um."

Mu Wanqiu rarely spoke:

"The vegetables that Lu Ming bought can be saved for later."

Shen Qianxue beamed with joy:

"Thank you, Sister Wanqiu! You're beautiful inside and out, the best!"

She wanted to take Mu Wanqiu's hand, but saw the aloof girl take a half step back in fright.

Shen Qianxue's smile froze on her face, revealing a hurt expression.

She wanted to sing it out loud right there and then:

Were you serious about taking a half step back?

"To date, apart from her mother and me, everyone else has maintained a safe distance of more than one meter from Mu Wanqiu."

Lu Ming raised his chin, looking somewhat proud.

"Okay, I understand."

Shen Qianxue nodded seriously.

Looking into Lu Ming's eyes, she felt a greater sense of gratitude.

It was precisely Lu Ming's feigned pride that actually helped her and Mu Wanqiu out of a predicament.

No wonder this boy was able to gain Mu Wanqiu's trust.

"But now I'll be the third!"

Shen Qianxue smiled again, full of confidence.

"Okay, good luck then. I'll go to the kitchen to take care of things first."

Lu Ming was speechless.

Has she always been this brave?

Challenging a dungeon like Mu Wanqiu's requires taking a good look at your own equipment.

"I want to be an assistant too!"

Shen Qianxue excitedly raised her hand.

She was wearing a simple white dress, and when she raised her hand, the long sleeves fell slightly, revealing a section of her fair wrist.

People in Lubian are like the moon, and their arms are frosty and snowy.

Lu Ming stared blankly for a moment.

Mu Wanqiu's skin had the paleness of Xi Shi clutching her heart.

Su Manqing, on the other hand, has a classic pale complexion and an innate aura.

In contrast, Shen Qianxue possesses a healthy white complexion.

Like the midday sun, it was dazzlingly white, yet brilliantly white.

"No need."

"I'm capable enough to handle the tasks on my own."

Lu Ming shook his head and refused.

Shen Qianxue isn't spoiled, but expecting a pampered young lady to cook...

Lu Ming might as well poison it himself.

At least I can leave with peace of mind.

"You're the assistant?"

So that means Sister Wanqiu is cooking herself?

"No, only I can assist Sister Wanqiu!"

Shen Qianxue's eyes brightened even more.

The reason she asked Lu Ming to cook at home was so that she could cook at her friend's house and join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, the aloof and ethereal Mu Wanqiu can actually cook.

Shen Qianxue couldn't sit still any longer and ran into the kitchen in small, quick steps.

Lu Ming glanced at Uncle Gong: Aren't you going to do anything about it?

Uncle Gong looked back helplessly and even sighed: How can we manage this?

The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.

And Mu Wanqiu finally spoke:

Let's go together.