Even as a "normie," I'm completely oblivious to it.

For example, I'm not very smart, so I can only keep eating cookies.

Knowing that she could not surpass Yu Zhe, Qin Ruoke asked, "Then what else can I practice? If I want to compete for second place, what's the safest way?"

"Let's practice our handwriting."

"what?"

"You'll have no problem with the questions, have confidence. But look at your handwriting, it's beautiful, but it gets messier and more shaky towards the end. So copy this essay three times, using the best handwriting you can."

"..."

Poor Fenghai No.1 Middle School, who was ranked first in his grade before.

She certainly didn't expect that she would have to copy essays all day long before she came!

43. You've come at just the right time.

She was so serious about copying the essay, she was really serious, writing each stroke carefully, her face almost touching the paper.

If Yu Zhe hadn't told her to speed things up, she probably wouldn't have been able to copy until the start of the semester.

By the time she finished copying the essay three times, it was already noon.

It was lunchtime, and Qin Ruoke, who had promised to help with the housework before coming, was quite conscientious.

"Su Yuzhe...Young Master? Do you have any groceries at home? If not, I'll go out and buy some."

“My name is Su Yuzhe, not Young Master Su Yuzhe. If you call me that, then I think you might not be calling me.”

Qin Ruoke nodded, seemingly understanding that Yu Zhe disliked this form of address.

Seeing that she understood, Yu Zhe glanced at the refrigerator in the corner: "The ingredients are all in the refrigerator. Just take what you want. If there's nothing you want to eat, you can go out and buy some more. I'll transfer the money to you."

"No need, enough for one meal is fine."

When Qin Ruoke opened the refrigerator door, she discovered that there was far more than enough to make one meal.

It's like you can have anything you want to eat, from pork and beef to lamb, and even the vegetables are categorized very carefully.

No wonder, Zixiao is meticulous in this regard.

Zixiao had just finished peeling an apple and came out of the kitchen.

Upon noticing Qin Ruoke standing at the refrigerator door, he frowned and said, "Senior, you don't need to cook. This is my job, I can do it."

"Your job?"

What a strange statement. Aren't you Su Yuzhe's sister? Why are you talking like you have an obligation to cook?

Qin Ruoke was at a loss for words, but luckily Yu Zhe came over and patted Zi Xiao on the shoulder, helping her out of the awkward situation.

"No, wouldn't it be nice for you to take a break once in a while? The equivalent exchange for today's study session is that she helps with housework for a day, so just leave her alone."

"Alright... Since you've said so, senior, the salt and sugar are in that little box on the shelf next to the kitchen. The blue one is salt, and the white one is sugar. Don't get them mixed up."

"Okay, don't worry."

Zixiao gave him many more instructions before Yuzhe pushed her back to the room.

"Sigh, I'm not entirely at ease. I always feel uneasy about having someone else cook for my brother. She might not understand things like health and balance."

"Alright, alright, you're just like my mom. Don't worry unnecessarily. Qin Ruoke lives on her own, and she's definitely capable of taking care of herself."

Upon entering the room, Yu Che saw that Zi Xiao looked sullen.

A smirk played on his lips: "Heh, so you got kicked out of the kitchen?"

"Yes, it's really hard to get used to suddenly having so much free time."

Yu Che liked hearing this, and she picked up her own cup and Yu Zhe's cup from the table next to her.

He handed it to Zixiao: "Since you're so free, go pour two glasses of orange juice for me and my brother. I wanted to drink some earlier, but I was too lazy to move."

Yu Zhe lightly slapped her on the head with a chop: "Stop bullying Zi Xiao all the time. Go pour your own orange juice. She's not a maid."

"Ugh..."

But Zixiao took the two cups: "I'll go, you're lazy, but I can't stay idle. Brother, do you want some orange juice too?"

"Yes, orange juice will do."

"it is good."

Zixiao walked out with her cup in her hand. Sometimes she felt that Zixiao wasn't really free; she just wanted to show her value to Yuzhe.

As for how we determined that?

If Yu Zhe isn't around, and it's just Yu Che asking her to do something, then Zi Xiao won't go.

When she returned, she was carrying a tray with three cups of orange juice and a large bottle filled with freshly squeezed orange juice in the middle. Zixiao had been emphasizing that the commercially available orange juice was unhealthy and wouldn't let Yuzhe drink it.

The three of them sat around a small folding table in Yu Zhe's room, waiting for lunch.

During the conversation, they discussed some interesting things that had happened recently, and at times like these, the three of them felt like they had traveled back in time.

It was the same back then. Although Yu Zhe and Yu Che were initially very cold towards Zi Xiao, they gradually became able to chat and laugh together.

Even now, their relationship is very good, with almost no barriers between them.

Hmm... if Yu Che and Zi Xiao can be considered to have a good relationship.

As they were chatting and laughing, Yu Che's phone rang.

She picked up the phone

His smiling face gradually turned serious.

Yu Zhe asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

After hanging up the phone, Yu Che squatted down on the ground, placed his hands in front of his knees, and said with unusual seriousness: "Brother, according to the report Lu Yao just gave on the phone, your classmate, Qin Ruoke, is the daughter of Qin Yang, the one who supposedly injured you while driving under the influence back then. Did you know that?"

"Oh, I know."

Yu Zhe's composure surprised Yu Che.

Zixiao was quite agitated! Upon hearing the news, her hand trembled, and she couldn't hold the orange juice in her hand, spilling it to the side, which landed right on Yuzhe's pants.

"Ah! Brother! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, tissues... handkerchiefs... where are they...?"

Yu Zhe sighed as he pressed down on Zi Xiao, who was looking around in a panic. "Hey, don't panic. It's just a little spilled drink. I'll just throw it in the washing machine to wash it in a bit."

But Zixiao still took a few tissues from the table, squatted down, and gently wiped the water stains off Yuzhe's pants, her eyes brimming with tears: "I'm sorry... I'm always so useless, even at this age I'm still causing trouble..."

Yu Zhe didn't stop her. This was Zi Xiao's psychological trauma. It was all his fault for being too harsh on her when she was a child, which caused her to always fall into a state of severe self-blame when she made a mistake.

Yu Che's expression remained serious: "Alright, you're so clumsy. We can talk about your matter later. As for Qin Ruoke, how did you know about it, brother? Lu Yao, who is in charge of intelligence, only found out recently."

"Well, actually, I investigated Qin Yang's family relationships a long time ago, in order to see if I could find anyone related to the Qi family. Although I didn't find anyone, I remembered the name Qin Ruoke after just one glance at it."

He continued, "Then when I transferred schools, my homeroom teacher told me to sit next to Qin Ruoke. When I heard that name, I wondered if she was Qin Yang's daughter. After some investigation, I confirmed it and that's when I started to talk to her. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered to talk to her."

Yu Che asked in confusion, "But brother, you knew she was Qin Yang's daughter, so the danger couldn't be ruled out. Why did you still try to get close to her?"

"Because it's very interesting."

"what?"

Yu Che's eyes widened, unsure of what to say.

Yu Zhe laughed and said, "It's because it's so interesting. Think about it, I don't know what kind of predicament an ordinary person was in back then that made her take the risk of hitting me. And I'm also very curious about how her daughter is doing now five years later. Isn't that interesting?"

"Brother, I really don't know what to say to you. What kind of reason is this? Do you know how dangerous this is? Can you be sure that she and her father aren't in cahoots to harm you?"

"No." Yu Zhe smiled slightly. "The eyes don't lie."

In those cherry-colored eyes, the vast world will one day smile knowingly in the season when cherry blossoms fill the sky.

"I don't understand at all. Anyway, brother, you need to be careful. If I find that she threatens your safety, I will make her disappear immediately."

"Alright, you have to believe me. Your brother here is very good at judging people. Qin Ruoke is a good girl, but also a pitiful one. I guess she doesn't even know the truth herself."

Not only that, Su Yuzhe also has to save her.

The sound of footsteps interrupted the conversation.

Then came Qin Ruoke's voice: "Dinner's ready! Come on over!"

Because the door was open, she could see what was happening inside the room.

Then, what she saw was a tricky angle.

Yu Zhe sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to her, while Su Zixiao knelt down, looking down at Yu Zhe, seemingly doing nothing.

She was wiping orange juice! Unfortunately, Qin Ruoke couldn't see it.

Qin Ruoke blushed deeply: "I...I came at the wrong time."

But Yu Zhe stretched out his hand: "No, you've come at just the right time."

Seeing Qin Ruoke standing there in a daze, Yu Zhe coughed twice: "Ahem, I mean, you've come at the perfect time, come and help wipe up the orange juice spilled on the floor! What are you thinking about!"

44. Having a disagreement?

This cleared up an unnecessary misunderstanding.

Next up is lunch. I'm a little curious about what dishes Qin Ruoke can cook.

She had already tidied up the desk and put all her study materials back into her schoolbag.

The dishes on the table now are just typical home-cooked meals.

Stir-fried shredded potatoes, stewed beef, and the like.

The same ingredients were used as before, but the way they were arranged was quite different.

When Zixiao cooks, she takes both taste and appearance into consideration; she can even plate a cola chicken wing in a fancy way.

Qin Ruoke's cooking was much more normal; she cooked exactly as she was supposed to.

Although Yu Zhe suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The group settled down in twos and threes, and Qin Ruoke finally found a corner to sit in, which was relatively far away from the three of them.

"I don't know your tastes. I usually cook for myself... so I don't have any reference. If it's not good, I apologize in advance, but it's a small token of my appreciation. Thank you for helping me."

"I'm not that picky. As for food... as long as it's edible..."

Before Yu Zhe could finish speaking, he felt a cold gaze coming from Zi Xiao's direction.