After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Feng Yi came over just to chat. In his opinion, Qin Zhixin's grades were average, and he wouldn't learn from someone who performed worse than him. The fact that Qin Zhixin was willing to pay attention to him was enough for him, and her kind tone was even more of a pleasant surprise.

"By the way, this is your holiday homework. I sorted it for you in advance."

Feng Yizhong handed a thick stack of English homework to Qin Zhixin. Qin Zhixin's little face suddenly fell and she muttered a little dissatisfiedly.

"Who does homework during the holidays? You're such a nice person. It would be better if you gave me fewer."

"Qin Zhixin, your English grades are here. The teacher won't care even if you don't write it."

"That's right! Who would do homework if they were serious? I'm already so tired from classes, and I still have homework during the holidays. Who are you pretending to be? Writing what you know is a waste of time, and writing what you don't know is just random writing, still a waste of time. In the end, you might as well have fun. You don't have to play and have fun, and study and have fun."

Qin Zhixin was also happy to hear what Feng Yizhong said. She held her head high and spoke with great joy. However, the expression on her face was inexplicably asking for a spanking. Even though her face was extremely gorgeous, it made people want to touch it.

Chapter 125 Unmarried Couple

Tang Yuyu checked her account book at home and found the 117,000 yuan in red bills. She counted them over and over again, and after confirming that they were all there, she stuffed them into a brown paper bag in bundles.

She glanced at her watch. It was almost four in the afternoon. Just counting the bills had taken her more than two hours. The watch was a women's Rolex Datejust, a gift from Qin Zhixin's godfather, Zhang Yunting, to Tang Yuyu, almost ten years ago.

This watch is a two-tone gold model with a dog-tooth bezel. It looks quite old-fashioned, but Tang Yuyu likes it very much.

Zhang Yunting has also given her many other things, including jewelry, watches and so on. None of them are cheap, but Tang Yuyu still only likes to wear this watch.

Tang Yuyu has a lot of assets under her name, not just jewelry, but also real estate and bank balances. She owns several houses alone, two of which she bought with her own savings, including two storefronts and four apartments. The remaining properties, including a riverside townhouse, four single-story apartments, and two small villas in Gulou District, were all gifts from Zhang Yunting.

She said it was a gift to her, but Tang Yuyu was more concerned about keeping it for Zhang Yunting. She would hire someone to clean it regularly, but she would not live in it. She knew the principle of not showing off one's wealth, and she also knew the limits of a woman's conduct.

However, Qin Zhixin knew nothing about this, and Tang Yuyu wouldn't tell the damned girl. Zhang Yunting only knew how to play around when he came back, and he wouldn't tell her. It wouldn't be good for a child to know that there was so much floating wealth at home, especially since this brat never kept his mouth shut.

For Tang Yuyu, Qin Zhixin was a source of worry. She might be considered silly, but her grades were excellent. But if she were smart, this silly girl didn't act like she had any brains, and she was a far cry from Tang Manwen's maturity.

Tang Yuyu knew clearly that what Zhang Yunting did was not a good thing. If she was a little bit obsessed, she would even think that people like Zhang Yunting would not have a good death and would definitely go to hell even after death.

But Tang Yuyu didn't care. She had known for a long time that Zhang Yunting was doing dirty work abroad that resulted in him giving birth to a son without an anus, and he had also had a lot of sex abroad, but Tang Yuyu had no objection.

She is not a fool, nor is she a pushover. She does not care about the suffering Zhang Yunting may bring to others. What's more, Zhang Yunting harmed only foreigners. Even if ten times more people died, it would not have much impact on Tang Yuyu's life.

Tang Yuyu has long known that she isn't a good person, but she has her own principles. She needs Zhang Yunting to provide a strong back, just as Zhang Yunting needs her to soothe his broken heart. As long as Zhang Yunting still likes her and is still obsessed with her, she is satisfied. Zhang Yunting is obsessed with her not only for her body, but more importantly, for the emotional value she can provide.

After Zhang Yunting finished, she would take the initiative to understand him and comfort him, and sometimes she would also provide a lot of advice. This was the way Tang Yuyu and Zhang Yunting communicated.

The hour hand on the watch turned to four o'clock. Tang Yuyu adjusted her appearance in front of the mirror. The woman in the mirror had a very beautiful and bright face. Her facial features were very different from Qin Zhixin's. On the contrary, her niece Tang Manwen and she were almost cut from the same mold, with similar personalities, facial features, and temperament.

Judging from her appearance alone, Tang Yuyu looks like an elegant female college student in her twenties, but her temperament is much better than those silly college students with only clear eyes.

Tang Yuyu's perfectly maintained slender fingers gently scratched her still smooth cheeks. She narrowed her eyes slightly, found some blush from the dressing table, and applied some on it to make herself look more energetic.

Zhang Yunting had joked with her before, saying that women were like rice milk. Most were quite delicious when they were young, but some women became "stinky" after they turned thirty, becoming ugly and vulgar. Even if such women had beautiful skin in their youth, their ugly bones would reveal themselves as they aged, just like rice milk that had grown mold and turned smelly.

But some women will turn from rice milk into wine, and when they get older they become more charming than when they were young. This kind of woman is the best among women, and no matter how many times you have sex with her, you still want to have sex with her again.

Tang Yuyu's face was a little red, not sure if it was because of the blush or because she was embarrassed after remembering Zhang Yunting.

After confirming her appearance was okay, Tang Yuyu headed out. She'd been driving to the market to check out before the National Day holiday. Nanshi High School was also on vacation, but Qin Zhixin wasn't done yet. She'd sent him a message, saying she'd joined some competition class and that they'd be staying after school for some sort of assignment.

Tang Yuyu doesn't understand specific things, and she won't ask in detail about things she doesn't understand.

Tang Yuyu's restaurant has been running for years, and it was tough from the beginning. Back then, Qin Zhixin could only make "baba aba" sounds while nursing, and when she was hungry, she would cry "baba aba"—she couldn't even speak. At the time, Tang Yuyu only had a one-story late-night snack shop. Those days were truly tiring for Tang Yuyu. Not only was the pay low, but she also had to do everything herself. Her milk was so abundant that it quickly became painful, and she constantly looked for opportunities to release some. Not only did she have to put on a smile for the customers, but she also had to endure the occasional harassment.

Everything changed after Zhang Yunting came.

Zhang Yunting was not a good person. Tang Yuyu knew it the night she was coerced by him. Not only did she feel pain all over her body because of Zhang Yunting's torture on the first night, but he also sucked out all the milk from Qin Zhixin's breasts, making them swollen.

Zhang Yunting was addicted to the idea, but Tang Yuyu didn't want to get married again, as it wouldn't be good for her newborn daughter. Of course, Tang Yuyu was even more worried that Zhang Yunting would attract enemies who would come to seek revenge, which would implicate both her and her daughter. After careful consideration, Zhang Yunting became Qin Zhixin's godfather, and Tang Yuyu and Zhang Yunting's relationship remained unmarried.

The situation is much better now than when Qin Zhixin was just born.

Tang Yuyu currently owns three restaurants: one in Ningjiang University Town and two in Xianlin University Town. The newest restaurant in Ningjiang District is even larger, a full-fledged restaurant with four chefs. While the restaurant isn't particularly large, it still generates at least 300,000 yuan in monthly sales. However, her restaurants rely on a strategy of small profits but quick turnover, and since she pays her employees generously, she only makes a small profit of around 20,000 yuan a month after deducting costs.

But Tang Yuyu was very satisfied with this. After all, the restaurant was just an insurance policy that would ensure her a stable income, and it was something she continued to do because she didn't want to be idle.

Several restaurants had already established suppliers. Tang Yuyu paid on time, while the other ensured quality and quantity. When things weren't urgent, they chatted about their children. Tang Yuyu always called her "Sister Wang." She also had a daughter, who attended Ningjiang Middle School. She was two years older than Qin Zhixin, and based on her previous exam scores, she was guaranteed a spot in a key university next year.

Before her little girl started middle school, Tang Yuyu had always envied Sister Wang. It was simply because Sister Wang's daughter was so much less of a worry than her own little one. Sister Wang's daughter had always known to study and always ranked among the top in her class.

What about Qin Zhixin back then? She'd done something like draw a Ninja Turtles on a test paper. I'd have wanted to beat her up twice a week. But I have to admit, the girl's drawings were pretty good, looking decent. But on the test paper, it was pure provocation.

Tang Yuyu was so pissed off by Qin Zhixin that she couldn't sleep all night. Zhang Yunting couldn't bear to see his woman suffer, so he took her to school. But Zhang Yunting, this jerk, only knew how to fool around with the little girl, teaching her how to fight and how to shoot rabbits with a crossbow. Later, he even took little Qin Zhixin to see the fun of the poison ghost. This scared Tang Yuyu, and Zhang Yunting was no longer involved in raising the child.

Thinking of Qin Zhixin's current achievements, Tang Yuyu couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

His daughter had made it into the top 100 of Nanshi High School this time. If she could settle down, she could definitely get into Nanling University, not to mention the two best universities in the capital, and a few in Shanghai would be acceptable. This was a happy ending for Tang Yuyu, and it really wasn't in vain that she had beaten that damn girl so much.

When Qin Zhixin's grades were terrible, Tang Yuyu couldn't sleep for whole nights and couldn't help crying. She accepted her fate, but she just couldn't accept it.

Tang Yuyu knows very well what ecological position a girl with only good looks occupies in society. For someone like her, if she didn't have a backer, she would have been eaten up long ago. If it weren't for Zhang Yunting, her brother Tang Longlong and the Qin family, what would have been the fate of a woman with only beauty like her?

Tang Yuyu didn't know how many times she was afraid that her daughter would repeat her mistakes.

Her grades were only average in school, and she didn't get into university. But at the time, college admission was incredibly rare in China. Tang Yuyu's greatest fortune was meeting Qin Zhixin's father, but also her greatest misfortune. Fortunately, not long after losing Qin Zhixin's biological father, she was taken care of by Qin Zhixin's godfather.

Tang Yuyu couldn't provide Qin Zhixin with too much, so her abilities and social status were limited to this.

A life without worries about food and drink may be the upper limit of what a single-parent family can offer. Tang Yuyu once urgently wanted to find a guarantee that would make her daughter happy for the rest of her life. She always believed that Yang Qichao was the best candidate.

Even now, Tang Yuyu still thinks so.

When she learned about the girl's monthly exam results yesterday, her first reaction was that she was dreaming, followed by ecstasy.

Tang Yuyu slept very soundly last night, and even had sweet dreams.

In her dream, Qin Zhixin got into a good university and studied a good major. There, she met a down-to-earth and serious boy. They worked, got married, and had children in the same city. She closed the restaurant, and Zhang Yunting settled down. He changed his name, had plastic surgery, and retired from the business of sex, living a peaceful life with her.

A dream that lasted for more than ten years.

Peaceful, smooth and sweet, but that was all Tang Yuyu could wish for. She was a modest woman and had no ambition to make her daughter rich and famous.

Chapter 126: Jianjia Qiushui's Desire is Insatiable

Qin Zhixin took the chopsticks from Yang Qichao and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. This small gesture of lifting her hair was the most girlish, pure and smart.

"Is this the roast duck you were talking about?"

Qin Zhixin pointed at Yang Qichao's plate and asked.

"Yes, I ordered some extra. You can eat it with the ginger sauce. If you feel too full, there are also baby cabbages."

Qin Zhixin listened with a smile. She took the disposable chopsticks Yang Qichao handed her, pierced the packaging, and broke them apart. She took a chopstick in each hand and rubbed them together a few times to remove the splinter. She picked a piece of skin-on duck from Yang Qichao's plate, not too fatty. Beneath the skin was a layer of yellowish-white, gelatinous fat. As a child, she loved fat duck; back then, she found the fat incredibly fragrant.

Now Qin Zhixin also likes to eat fatty food, but after she noticed that she gained weight and her breasts grew, she deliberately ate less.

"It's average. A bit fishy, ​​too sweet, and the meat isn't fatty enough."

Qin Zhixin chewed the food carefully, picking out a bunch of flaws and whispering them to Yang Qichao, but she didn't stop eating. Yang Qichao was amused to see her still being so greedy.

"This is Cantonese-style roast duck. I think it's quite authentic. It tastes pretty much the same as the ones I ate at those time-honored Cantonese restaurants in Shenzhen. Besides, ducks are cooked differently and the varieties are different. You guys in the capital like to stuff duck and roast it over an open flame, while roast duck is braised and the ducks are relatively lean. If you don't like it, eat less. I found a new restaurant tonight, it's definitely rare."

"How often can we see each other?"

"Persian food, do you think it's rare?"

Seeing that Yang Qichao looked like he was presenting a treasure, Qin Zhixin rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you go get some Indian food? Let Pajeet feed you E. coli with the hand he wipes his ass with."

Qin Zhixin lowered her head slightly and spoke in a low voice, as if she was deliberately avoiding the other two people at the same table, and seemed to be saying some sweet words.

But she was a jerk who couldn't even spit out ivory. She wanted to say she'd eat anything Yang Qichao ordered, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. Qin Zhixin was a little afraid that her choice was wrong, but she was even more afraid of losing. Every step forward was a choice; if she chose one thing, she would have to give up another.

Especially losing after almost having it.

She didn't know how to face the rest of her life. She was a woman, and although she didn't want to admit it, her attitude towards this unchangeable fact was twisted. Throughout her kindergarten, elementary school, and middle school years, Qin Zhixin had grown accustomed to Yang Qichao's presence, like a fish unaware of the water or a bird unaware of the blue sky. She had assumed Yang Qichao wouldn't be used to it after leaving for Guangdong Province, but she had overestimated his importance in her heart.

She was not unaccustomed to it, just like seeing Yang Qichao again after several years. She did not have much other feelings, nor did she have much to say.

The cafeteria was filled with noise, the noise so chaotic that it was a bit disorienting to the ears.

Zhang Wenchang felt heartbroken the first time he saw Qin Zhixin. It was a pain in his heart.

He felt like a mere background board. He felt uncomfortable watching Qin Zhixin talking to Yang Qichao, who was known for being dull and taciturn.

Zhang Wenchang stopped looking at the couple and stared blankly at his plate. There were dishes on the plate that he didn't dislike, but for some reason, he had no appetite. He took a couple of absent-minded bites and couldn't eat anymore, but he didn't put down his chopsticks. He just used the tips of his chopsticks to randomly stir the food in the plate. Perhaps feeling that this behavior was a little strange, Zhang Wenchang picked up the soup bowl and sipped the free tomato and egg soup provided by the cafeteria.

The soup had little dry ingredients and was cold, with only a little tomato and salty taste. The egg had only a pitifully thin egg skin, and the soup was so watery that there wasn't even a speck of oil.

Zhang Wenchang glanced at Qin Zhixin, who was sitting next to him. Qin Zhixin's movements were very elegant. Her delicate hands grasped the chopsticks, picked up a piece of roast duck, dripped the sauce on the side of the plate, and then brought it to her seductive little mouth.

A piece of roast duck was not big, but Qin Zhixin had to take several bites before she could finish it, unlike the people around her who were wolfing it down.

Elegant, so elegant.

The word "beauty to the eyes" was like a mushroom under the shade of a tree on a rainy day, sprouting in Zhang Wenchang's heart, growing wildly, spreading and clogging every atrium and ventricle of his heart.

Especially in contrast, Qin Zhixin's eating style seemed even more elegant. Wang Da and Yang Qichao, who ate beside her, usually used their chopsticks like spatulas. But today, with a woman beside them, they might have seemed a bit more subdued, but their subtle movements still revealed their unintentional, uninhibited nature.

They all used chopsticks, but the chopsticks in Qin Zhixin's hands looked like two paintbrushes.

This strange metaphor made Zhang Wenchang himself feel ridiculous.

As expected, he was a visual creature. As long as someone was beautiful, even a bad habit of taking their time eating could become a striking advantage. Once the comparisons started, they wouldn't stop. After comparing the way they ate, Zhang Wenchang would also compare Qin Zhixin to his current girlfriend.

Zhang Wenchang had been staring at Qin Zhixin for far too long. Even if he was just glancing at her from the corner of his eye, she would have noticed. She looked up at Zhang Wenchang, but he averted his gaze. He looked at the messy dinner plate. He had just been messing around with the food, and now it was all soupy and greasy. He felt sick.

Others said he had dated many girlfriends, but he knew in his heart that was not the truth, because he had only dated two, and most of the relationships were just slightly ambiguous.

Two is definitely not a lot. If two is considered “a lot”, is there any justice in the world?

In his mindset, despite five failed relationships, he's still a pure, innocent boy. As long as he holds this view, he must be. A few days ago, he had dinner with his current girlfriend, who attends Tongji University next door. They met on an app. Zhang Wenchang couldn't pinpoint what he saw in her, perhaps the only reason being her initiative.

After all, he is a student of Fudan University, which is definitely a plus.

Honestly, his current girlfriend isn't beautiful. No, she's pretty ordinary. She has small eyes, high cheekbones, and a slightly overbite. Her skin is so ordinary, even with heavy makeup, you can still see flaws. She also doesn't know how to dress, and her hair is always greasy.

But after meeting her in person, Zhang Wenchang still started dating her, for no other reason than to relieve his boredom. Zhang Wenchang considered himself a reasonable person. He knew that beautiful women generally couldn't go to the best schools because they faced too many temptations during their studies. Therefore, Zhang Wenchang wasn't picky about anyone from the same school who looked realistic. And when exams came around, he wanted to be in a relationship, and he wanted to have a female "partner" while he studied.

And now happens to be exam month.

Zhang Wenchang compared his girlfriend with Qin Zhixin in every aspect and found that his girlfriend seemed to be no match for Qin Zhixin in any aspect.

In terms of looks and figure, his girlfriend and Qin Zhixin were worlds apart. In terms of education, Qin Zhixin's school was better than his. Her college entrance exam scores might not have been as high as his, but the school's ranking was undeniable. In terms of temperament, his girlfriend would often lash out at him with some silly, patriarchal, and feminist rhetoric. In his mind, she had long been labeled a "fool."

Zhang Wenchang secretly glanced at Qin Zhixin using her chopsticks again, his mind racing. The day before yesterday, after studying all morning, he took his girlfriend to the nearby cafeteria for lunch, and she had given him a good scolding that time.

All I can say is that it is as expected.

He thought back to the day before yesterday when he and his girlfriend went to a newly opened steakhouse for Western cuisine. He hadn't been able to use his knife and fork properly while eating his pasta, so he asked the waiter for a pair of chopsticks. His girlfriend accused him of being unfashionable. Zhang Wenchang had been a little unhappy at the time, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what went wrong. Now, seeing Qin Zhixin, he knew exactly what the problem was.

His girlfriend was really ugly, that was the biggest problem. But the fact that she was not only ugly but also pretentious and had such a strong desire to control her made it even more difficult for him to accept.

Even if he were a pizza made of mud, he would get angry, let alone Zhang Wenchang, who wasn't made of mud. He now understood that his girlfriend wasn't accusing him of being unsophisticated, but was trying to discipline him. She found any excuse, any reason, and no matter what he did or how well he did it, the core point was only one: everything he did was wrong.

Zhang Wenchang suddenly felt a wave of nausea, like the nausea of ​​a bloated stomach, or the physical nausea of ​​someone not flushing the toilet. He decided it would be best to go to the confession wall and find a new girlfriend. He didn't care if she looked humanoid, just not as ugly and talkative as his current one.

After the four of them finished their meal, Yang Qichao and Qin Zhixin went to the teaching building together.

Zhang Wenchang didn't bring his review materials, and Wang Da was too embarrassed to be a third wheel in front of Yang Qichao, so they simply went back to the dormitory. They would see Qin Zhixin again that evening anyway, which made Zhang Wenchang feel both hopeful and sour.

Qin Zhixin was too selfish. There was only Yang Qichao in her affectionate eyes, but her beauty shone selflessly in all directions like light.

Fudan University always had a strong academic atmosphere. Even during holidays, the study rooms were always occupied, with the lights on all night. It was exam month, and with finals approaching, those who used to slack off were now working harder. It was already noon, and going to the library at this time would probably mean squatting against the bookshelves. Normally, the library seats were taken within twenty minutes of opening. It was better to find a classroom to study in than to try your luck.

Chapter 127: Punishment

After Tang Yuyu paid the bill at the vegetable market, she wanted to go directly to her own restaurant, but she decided to go home first.

Arriving at the door, Tang Yuyu lowered her voice and opened it. Seeing a pair of shoes thrown crookedly on the doormat, she knew in her heart that Qin Zhixin had returned. Qin Zhixin, this damn girl, never put her shoes away properly. The shoe rack was clearly right at the door, but no matter how many times Tang Yuyu scolded her, she just wouldn't listen.

Tang Yuyu stood at the door and looked towards Qin Zhixin's room. The door was closed. Tang Yuyu tiptoed forward and gently pushed Qin Zhixin's door open, leaving a small gap, trying to make as little noise as possible.

The room was dim. Qin Zhixin always liked to draw the curtains, whether it was day or night, and who knew who she was guarding against. The room was filled with the scent of that dead girl, an indescribable fragrance. If you first smelled it, you would think it was an evil and decadent sweetness, but Tang Yuyu was already accustomed to this scent and didn't feel anything.

If I had to describe the feeling, Tang Yuyu would feel that her hands were itchy and she wanted to hit Qin Zhixin's hands.

In the room, Qin Zhixin's keyboard clacking away, she was absorbed in playing a game. It was a multiplayer, first-person game. Tang Yuyu watched as several people fought zombies. Qin Zhixin was plugged into a headset, the volume turned up high enough that Tang Yuyu could hear it even from the doorway. Not only was this girl playing solo, she was also full of dirty talk.

"Fuck, Fatty, can you be more accurate? Are you saving ammunition to save money for your own funeral? You've been shooting your pistol a lot, haven't you?"

Tang Yuyu's face darkened. She didn't understand the strange words, but she was certain they weren't good. Normally, she would have rushed over and twisted the girl's ear. But she didn't do that today. After all, her daughter had done well on the monthly exam, and since she loved playing, she considered it a day off. She simply paused to stare. Just as she closed the door and was about to leave, her phone vibrated.

Tang Yuyu took out her cell phone and saw that it was a text message sent by the Nanshi High School Education and Research Department group. She quickly clicked it.

Dear parents:

Hello!

With the National Day holiday approaching, the school would like to extend its warmest greetings and best wishes to you and your family. During this short holiday, let us enjoy warm moments and happy times together. However, we should also remember that academics are the ever-present priority, whether in class or during the holidays. Therefore, I would like to take this opportunity to remind everyone that the National Day holiday is also a golden period for learning and that we should not slack off.

First, I want to thank everyone for their hard work and dedication during the monthly exams. With such perseverance, the results achieved are something to be proud of. However, I want to emphasize that success is not the end, but a new starting point. Therefore, I hope that students who performed well in the exams will not become complacent with their monthly exam results, but will maintain a humble and enterprising attitude. As the saying goes, only by climbing a hundred feet high can one advance further. If you are not advancing, you will inevitably retreat. For those who have regressed or whose progress is not obvious, I hope they will truly use the holiday time to make improvements.