Forced into a relationship

"what is that?"

"This is my senior's online name."

Did you take it yourself?

Mo Yixia raised her eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Zhong Ling. The latter seemed a little embarrassed, but a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She lowered her head and typed: "This is the name my father gave us before. He said it was based on the characteristics of me and my sister."

After reading her reply, Han Zhou was surprised. The first thought that popped into his mind was what the nickname of Zhong Yin was. Although this girl was pretty, she didn't seem to have any obvious features. Could it be based on her personality? Then she couldn't be called Hot-tempered Sister? Or Paralyzed Sister? Cold-faced Sister? One-punch Man Sister?

Actually, to be fair, Jong-eun does have a rather obvious feature, but this feature is not suitable for being used as a nickname. After all, big-breasted sister is a bit too much...

At this moment, Mo Yixia suddenly asked curiously: “Sister Ling, did you take notes for my brother?”

This was just a casual question from her, but there was obvious hesitation on Zhong Ling's face, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself. The meaning was self-evident - not only did she give Han Zhou a note, but it was probably not a good note.

"Can't you tell me?"

Mo Yixia asked further, saying that she and Zhong Ling were not familiar with each other, so she couldn't look at her phone as she did Han Zhou's, so she could only look at her eagerly.

Han Zhou didn't seem to care at all, he waved his hand and smiled, "Sister, it's just a note, nothing to ask."

He tried his best to make his expression and tone appear natural, but his heart was beating fast, thinking that he must not let this guy see the notes he gave her.

Mo Yixia glanced at him and continued to stare at Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling hesitated for a while, lowered her head and typed a few words, but did not send them immediately. Instead, it took several seconds before she sent them to Han Zhou.

The Fetion notification tone rang out, and Han Zhou picked up the phone. His expression suddenly became strange, because the three words that popped up were too strong.

"Shrimp-headed man."

The phone rang again, followed by four words.

“This is a note.”

What the hell is this a remark?

Han Zhou knew without thinking that this note was definitely changed by Zhong Yin at the beginning. That woman had a very strong prejudice against him and had a very bad first impression of him. Her cold attitude now might be related to the bad first impression.

However, as a real hearing-impaired person, it is understandable that she would be so angry when she learned that her sister, who depended on her for everything, was deceived by someone using her poor hearing as an excuse to get close to her.

But this is clearly a misunderstanding. Even if this kind of remark was used at the beginning, it could have been changed later. Thinking of this, even Han Zhou couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

And the facts were indeed as he guessed.

Zhong Yin was indeed very angry that day, and he did not immediately ask if this was a misunderstanding. He was afraid that his innocent sister would be deceived by this liar, so after racking his brains in vain, he chose this most confusing word on the Internet as a note to remind Zhong Ling at all times not to be fooled by the other party's sweet words.

She thought Han Zhou would often send harassing messages to her sister after adding her on Fetion, but he never contacted her actively afterwards, so she felt relieved and gradually forgot about the note, and she hasn't thought about it until now.

Mo Yixia naturally saw the message that appeared on Han Zhou's phone. She immediately flew into a rage, raised her eyebrows, slapped the chessboard hard, causing the chess pieces to fall everywhere, and shouted, "This is too much. How could you give my brother such a note!"

Han Zhou was slightly stunned. He couldn't tell whether Mo Yixia was really angry or just pretending to be angry, but there was one thing he was sure of - this guy suddenly messed up the chess pieces on purpose!

I have a great advantage now, and this guy obviously doesn't want me to win!

Zhong Ling was startled. Before she could even type "I'm sorry" in the input box, she subconsciously stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry!"

Her voice was still very soft, but this time Han Zhou and the other man heard it clearly. It was a tone of fear and panic. Her voice was soft and sticky, and with the uneasy expression on her face, she looked like an elementary school student who had made a mistake.

Zhong Yin obviously heard the noise in the living room, and rushed out in a hurry with a shiny kitchen knife in hand, and asked coldly: "What's wrong!"

The fierce eyes were directly fixed on Han Zhou.

Han Zhou was dumbfounded. This guy appeared either with a wrench or a kitchen knife. Why did it feel like he was ready for a fight at any time? Also, what do you think I mean?

It would definitely be impossible to rely on Zhong Ling to explain it in a short time, so Mo Yixia immediately started charging forward and said in a tone that was about to cry: "Why do you say that my brother is a shrimp-headed man!"

He looked so aggrieved that Han Zhou even wondered if he had suffered a great injustice. Also, could you please not be so loud when you talk about the shrimp-head man?

Zhong Yin initially thought that his sister was wronged, but when he heard this, he immediately realized that the problem was with himself. His aura instantly disappeared, and he immediately admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I asked Xiao Ling to change the note. If you want to blame someone, blame me, don't blame her. I will ask her to change it right away."

Zhong Ling lowered her head and was about to bear the wrath. She was a little surprised when she heard her sister's words. Didn't she say that she would block this person after this matter was over? Why did she change the note? Wouldn't she block him anymore?

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Zhong Yin looked at Han Zhou and said, "Your name."

"What?" Han Zhou was stunned.

"I asked you what your name was, but you never told me."

"Oh, my name is Han Zhou."

Zhong Yin nodded slightly, took out his phone and handed it to Han Zhou: "This is my Feixin, you can add it, and after adding it, change the note to Shrimp Head Girl, I won't mind."

Can you put down the kitchen knife before you say this...

Han Zhou was shocked and confused, but in fact he was not that angry. Even if he felt uncomfortable, it had almost disappeared when Zhong Ling said sorry.

But this woman's logic is really simple. I punched you, so you just punch me back. This way we're even and no one owes anyone anything.

Of course, this was when she felt she was wrong. This seemed to be her way of apologizing, letting the other party retaliate. Even things like notes were like this...

Han Zhou took a look at Zhong Yin's phone. Although the screen was not broken, it was obviously an old phone. There was a large Fetion QR code on the screen. He scanned it and added it.

After casually glancing at the other person's online name, he was suddenly stunned.

This guy's online name is not what he thought of, such as the name of the hot sister, it can be said that it is far from it, just two simple words -

Eldest sister.

Happy May Day everyone

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 59 Call Me Yixia

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Zhong Yin left with the kitchen knife.

She appeared with a kitchen knife not to intimidate anyone, but she happened to be cutting vegetables in the kitchen. When she heard the noise, she rushed out in a hurry without even having time to put down the knife.

In the following days, she seemed to be very busy and hardly appeared in the living room. From time to time, she would go to the repair shop behind the house to see if anyone came to repair their car.

Maybe this is the eldest sister.

Han Zhou sighed in his heart, thinking that I am also a miserable person, with no father to love me and no mother to care for me, and I am still struggling to survive. I actually have the mood to feel sorry for other people’s difficult lives.

Mo Yixia was helping Zhong Ling pick up the chess pieces on the ground and apologized, "I'm sorry, Sister Ling, I was too impulsive just now and shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

Zhong Ling smiled and shook her head, indicating that she didn't mind.

"But the chess pieces are all messed up, so we can't continue. How about you start over?"

Han Zhou knew that this was Mo Yixia's plan, and he sneered, "No need, I remember the whole game and can replay it right away."

He has a skill of "photographic memory", and it is very easy for him to remember the chess game. This ability is actually very suitable for playing mahjong and poker, but he hates gambling and will not touch these things. If he just treats it as entertainment, there is no need to use this ability.

Mo Yixia obviously didn't believe what he said, and the suspicion in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Han Zhou didn't say anything. He quickly put the chess pieces back on the board and said, "That's how it was. Now it's Senior's turn to go."

Zhong Ling stared at the chessboard silently for a while, reminiscing for a moment, and found that it seemed exactly the same as it was then. She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, looking a little surprised.

Mo Yixia said nothing.

The game continued. Han Zhou had already had a considerable advantage before, and Zhong Ling seemed a little absent-minded during the game, so he was quickly defeated.

She stared blankly at herself being checkmated. She did not quickly set up her chess pieces to start the next game as she had done before. Instead, she picked up her phone and sent a message, "Is this 'Han Zhou'? I'm afraid I made a typo."

It turned out that she had been thinking about the notes. She seemed to feel that the previous notes were too hurtful and she had always felt guilty about it.

"it is this."

Han Zhou nodded after reading the message, but suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to keep sending messages like this. Wouldn't that make him dumb? So he suggested, "Senior, you can just speak directly. I should be able to hear you if I listen carefully."

Zhong Ling clenched her cell phone tightly, her eyes dimmed. She had thought her condition had improved, so when she found out that Han Zhou couldn't hear her, she thought he was deaf. But later she realized that her problem not only did not improve, but became more serious.

She opened her mouth, but quickly closed it and typed, "My voice is too soft, you can't hear it."

"But we all heard you apologize just now."

"Yes."

Mo Yixia snatched Han Zhou's phone and said seriously, "Sister Ling, you can't communicate with brother by sending messages. Your voice is so beautiful, it should be heard by the whole world, not hidden, so I will temporarily confiscate brother's phone."

Han Zhou was a little dissatisfied. These should be his lines, how come this guy snatched them away? Also, I wasn't the one who sent the message, why did you snatch my phone?

He looked at Zhong Ling and agreed sincerely, "That's right, Senior Sister, if the noise was as loud as just now, we would still be able to hear it. It doesn't matter if it's a little smaller."

This girl has the ability to make sounds, but I don't know why her voice is so soft. Could it be that the problem is not physical but psychological?

Zhong Ling was silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do it."

This was indeed the case. In Han Zhou's eyes, she just moved her lips and no sound came out.

However, he could roughly understand what the other party meant, and said, "But didn't you just do it? We all heard it clearly. Why don't you try again?"

Zhong Ling hesitated for a moment, still just shook his head slightly, rearranged the chess pieces, and prepared to continue playing chess.

Han Zhou didn't intend to force it. If this problem was so easy to solve, it would have been solved long ago. How could it be his turn? However, Mo Yixia came over again and pressed the phone screen directly on his face, and asked coldly: "Brother, can you tell me how to read these words?"

She obviously saw the note Han Zhou left for her. Perhaps he had snatched the phone for this in the first place, and now he was here to hold her accountable.

Han Zhou quickly pretended to be dumbfounded, moved his head back, and said earnestly: "Sister, if you don't understand something, you should look up the dictionary more often. You can't rely on your brother for everything. You have to understand that some roads, after all, you have to walk alone..."

"is it?"

Mo Yixia unhurriedly put the phone in front of Zhong Ling's eyes and said nonchalantly, "Then I'll have to ask Sister Ling."

How could this be possible? Han Zhou grabbed her hand and said sincerely, "I think I can definitely accompany you for the rest of your life. Just rely on me. It's no problem."

Mo Yixia looked down at her grabbed hand and chuckled, “You can’t say such things casually in your life…Brother.”

But this answer seemed to satisfy her. She returned the phone to Han Zhou, stood up and said, "Come out for a moment."

Then he walked out the door.

The chess game was still going on. Han Zhou said sorry to Zhong Ling and followed her out. He couldn't help feeling lucky that the note "not a pure pornographic agent" was not seen by Zhong Ling, otherwise his image would definitely be ruined.

Although Zhong Ling was very curious about what the notes were, she suppressed her curiosity, sat on the stool, looked down at the chessboard, and waited quietly.

The two walked outside, and Han Zhou asked under the scorching sun, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yixia returned to her usual self and said calmly, "This family seems to be planning to keep us here for dinner. Did you and that woman just make some unspeakable deal behind my back?"

Don't act like you're catching an adulterer...

Han Zhou ignored the second half of the sentence and asked in confusion, "Is it true?"