Forced into a romantic relationship.

Zhong Yin said softly, "Consider it an apology and a thank you. If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

After speaking, she glanced at Han Zhou, her gaze instantly becoming less polite.

Looking at the water ladle in this guy's hand, Han Zhou chuckled twice, thinking to himself, "Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't carry something with you every time you appear?"

And can you please look at me properly?

Mo Yixia hesitated for a moment, then said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, Sister Yin, I really want to stay for dinner, but I've already made plans with my friends, so I really can't... But my brother can stay. He's a big eater; he can eat enough for two people!"

The Zhong sisters looked at Han Zhou in unison. He silently took out his sunglasses and put them on. They thought Mo Yixia would finally be able to speak properly, but in the end, she still couldn't resist making fun of him.

"It's okay, keeping your promise to your friend is more important. You can come again next time."

Zhong Yin smiled, took the water ladle and went into the kitchen. She didn't seem to have any objection to leaving Han Zhou alone, but what she was really thinking was anyone's guess.

Han Zhou watched her leave, took out his phone to check the time, and asked, "When are you leaving?"

It's a little past 3 p.m. now.

Mo Yixia had clearly made up her mind long ago, and said with a sweet smile, "Four-thirty."

She needs to be home before 5 p.m., and if she leaves at 4:30 p.m., she can get home just in time. It's clear that she cherishes this rare free time and doesn't want to go back early.

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly said, "After we finish this game of chess, let's play something else, something that the three of us can play together."

Zhong Ling moved her lips, which Han Zhou noticed. He observed her lip movements and asked, "Senior, are you saying we can play cards?"

Zhong Ling nodded and quickly found a deck of cards.

The best game for three people is Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game). After Han Zhou and Mo Yixia finished their chess game, the three of them started playing Dou Dizhu.

However, as mentioned earlier, people like Han Zhou, who have a photographic memory, have a great advantage when playing cards because they can easily remember all the cards played and thus determine which cards their opponents still have.

Therefore, even if he was given some leeway, he still won more than he lost.

Zhong Ling is probably better at two-player board games. She probably doesn't play Dou Dizhu much, so she seemed clumsy after a few rounds. She really wanted to shout "Royal Flush!" like Han Zhou and throw out her cards with great momentum, but unfortunately, that was too difficult for her.

Even so, she played quite seriously, and when she won, a bright smile would appear on her face. Sometimes she would even give Mo Yixia a high five to celebrate defeating the evil landlord.

Mo Yixia's goal was clear: if she and Han Zhou were both farmers, she would be uninterested, but if they belonged to different camps, she would be fully focused and determined to make the other party taste defeat.

Han Zhou sneered repeatedly. When it came to playing cards, Mo Yixia was no match for him. He easily withstood the guy's attacks and vented his anger.

The three of them were having a great time. Before long, Zhong Yin, who had some free time, also joined in, and the game changed from Dou Dizhu to Zha Jin Hua.

This is where you can't win by relying on memory; it tests luck and mental fortitude. To put it bluntly, it's about who can pretend better, and that's undoubtedly Mo Yixia's strength.

Before the game started, Han Zhou was ordered to take off his sunglasses because they would obscure his despicable gaze and thus interfere with everyone's judgment—these were Mo Yixia's exact words.

The group set a bet: the two people who lost the most at the end of the game would have to clean up the yard, and then the cards were dealt.

It's worth mentioning that with Zhong Yin joining the fray, the number of people targeting Han Zhou increased from one to two. This woman actually started targeting him as well, and she was completely prepared to fight him to the bitter end, making Han Zhou suffer greatly and lamenting the fall of a gambling god.

This led to him and Zhong Yin ultimately becoming the biggest losers, and they had to clean up the yard together.

Time quickly came to 4:30, and with the game over, Mo Yixia had to leave.

She earnestly told her brother that he must accept his loss and clean the yard properly. Han Zhou agreed and decided to see her off.

Just as the two were about to walk out of the courtyard gate, Zhong Ling suddenly walked over quickly and handed Mo Yixia a bag containing ripe plums, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Mo Yixia took the bag, smiled, and said "thank you".

Zhong Ling smiled and stood at the door watching the two leave.

Han Zhou and Mo Yixia walked in silence and soon emerged from the alley, where they spotted the small square not far away.

The sun was still high in the sky, and the temperature was hot.

Mo Yixia said calmly, "You've already brought me all this way, wouldn't it be awkward to go back and freeload a meal?"

"It's okay, I have a good mental fortitude."

Han Zhouhun didn't care. Although it was good to have Mo Yixia around, it made it difficult to do many things. Otherwise, if he were to induce Zhong Ling to say "I want to be in a relationship" in front of her, this guy would definitely become suspicious.

"Thick skin is not the same as good mental fortitude."

Han Zhou ignored him and asked with some concern, "Will you be okay going back alone?"

He was afraid that this guy wouldn't know the way.

Mo Yixia glanced at him: "Do you really think of me as a little sister who can't live without you?"

"That's not it."

Han Zhou smiled, slightly relieved, and waved, saying, "It's good that there are no problems. Well then, see you tomorrow, little sister."

Mo Yixia stood still, sighed, and said, "The acting is over. I'm not your sister anymore."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment before he reacted and tentatively asked, "Then... Yi Xia, see you tomorrow?"

"Ah."

Mo Yixia responded, her eyes remaining unchanged, and walked out of the alley, pulling her hat brim low, heading straight into the sunlight.

See you tomorrow, Han Zhou.

Han Zhou smiled and watched the girl leave before looking at the text that had popped up in his status bar not long ago.

The random status has been refreshed and can be viewed at any time. Remaining refresh time: 72 hours.

Chapter 61 Sharing the Same Misfortune

Han Zhou returned to the depths of the alley. The courtyard gate was closed, but not locked. It opened with a push, indicating that Zhong Yin did not intend to shut him out.

He walked into the yard and saw the woman carrying several brooms, shovels, and hoes out of the house, throwing them all on the ground with a loud clatter.

Seeing Han Zhou looking somewhat dazed, Zhong Yin tossed him a broom and said coldly, "What are you standing there for? Close the door and come help."

Han Zhou took the broom, turned around, and closed the courtyard gate.

After thinking for a moment, he felt it was necessary to clarify some things, so he said, "You see, what happened at the beginning was a misunderstanding. I won't pursue the matter of you punching me, let's just pretend we don't owe each other anything. But I did help you out outside just now, so I don't expect you to be very nice to me, but could you at least not be so rude?"

Zhong Yin was taken aback. Holding the broom, she pondered for a moment, then frowned slightly and said, "Was my attitude towards you that bad?"

"You didn't notice all this time, did you?"

Han Zhou's eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and said with a pained expression, "You treat car repair customers ten times better than I do."

Zhong Yin dismissed it, saying in a matter-of-fact tone, "The customer will pay, but you're not paying me. Besides, the customer is king, so we should treat them better."

Han Zhou chuckled dryly twice: "But your attitude towards God isn't much better..."

“You’re right. Since I don’t even give God face, it’s not like I’m treating you badly,” Zhong Yin said coldly. “I’m like this to most people.”

She started sweeping the yard and continued, "You really helped me, which is why I was planning to treat you to a meal. I'll find a chance to help you out sometime in the future, and then we'll be even. I'll sweep this side, and you sweep that side. Remember to sweep it thoroughly."

Han Zhou didn't believe the woman's nonsense. He bet that if Mo Yixia hadn't been there, even if he had helped this guy, he would never have been invited to stay for dinner.

He joined in sweeping the floor, and couldn't help but sigh, "Do you treat everyone this way? You owe someone and then have to pay them back, it's like settling accounts. Isn't that exhausting?"

Zhong Yin said indifferently, "The most tiring thing is having an inextricable relationship."

Han Zhou was taken aback. What she said wasn't entirely unreasonable. He noticed that although the woman's attitude was poor, she was at least able to communicate properly. So he asked, "Um... Sister Yin, can I ask you a question?"

Zhong Yin was clearly uncomfortable with this form of address, and frowned, saying, "You want to ask why Xiao Ling is like this now?"

Han Zhou paused for a moment: "Although I'm also curious about that question, I want to ask something else right now."

"what's up?"

"I heard from my senior that your Fetion usernames were chosen by your father based on your and your sister's features. So why is your senior called Big-Eyed Girl, but you are called Eldest Sister?"

Zhong Yin paused in his movements, then suddenly cast a dangerous glance at him, coldly asking, "What do you think my characteristics are?"

It can't be long, can it...?

Han Zhou was silent for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Big temper?"

"I do have a bad temper, but why are you wearing sunglasses when you talk?"

Han Zhou said calmly, "The sun is too strong, and I can't open my eyes."

Zhong Yin narrowed her eyes, looked at him for a while, and said in a deep voice, "'Elder Sister' is a name I chose myself. I don't like the name my father gave me."

"Oh?"

Han Zhou's eyes lit up, his curiosity piqued, and he quickly craned his neck to ask, "What name did your uncle give you?"

Zhong Yin didn't speak, but silently put down the broom, picked up the shovel leaning against the wall, and sneered, "Are you curious?"

"About a billion."

Han Zhou took a few steps back, revealing a simple and honest smile, "I think Uncle's naming is quite interesting. Look, the name 'Big-Eyed Girl' is very cute, so..."

Zhong Yin looked at him coldly: "Why should I tell you?"

This clearly shows she doesn't want to talk, and if I keep asking, she might get angry.

Han Zhou was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't want to make a fool of himself. However, he thought he might be able to ask Zhong Ling if he had the chance. He coughed twice and changed the subject, asking, "Then why did you become like this, senior?"

Zhong Yin gave him a cold look: "You're here to clean the yard, not to ask questions."

Han Zhou didn't purse his lips, but said irritably, "Don't think I can't see it. You deliberately dragged me down with you. You even suggested the bet. You just want me to be your drudge."

"It's good to know."

Zhong Yin did not deny it, and said matter-of-factly, "We can't possibly have our sister do this kind of thing, can we?"

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he blurted out, "Are you a siscon?"

"Yes, but compared to this..."

Zhong Yin readily admitted it, then hesitated and said, "What's wrong with your sister? Why is she wearing a mask and hat all the time in this heat? It can't be... it's not because of a cold or anything, right? It feels a bit strange..."

Her tone became more reserved, as if she were afraid of touching on some inappropriate topic.

Han Zhou was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized that this woman probably saw through Mo Yixia's psychological problems and felt a sense of sympathy for her.

Han Zhou understood perfectly, but deliberately kept everyone in suspense, sighing, "That's a long story."

Zhong Yin knew from his expression that his guess was probably right; this guy's sister did indeed have some problems, and he fell silent.

Although the two kept talking, their hands never stopped moving. They were both quick and efficient, so cleaning was no problem for them. In addition, there wasn't much area in the yard that needed cleaning, except for some weeds that were a bit troublesome to clear. They finished cleaning quickly.

Zhong Yin didn't really intend to make Han Zhou a laborer. The whole process wasn't too strenuous, but the sun was really uncomfortable. The two of them didn't go inside and stood under the eaves, covered in sweat.