I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Because rainwater will soak the floor and cause trouble for the students.

However, all the rainwater on Xia Wuzhao's umbrella had already dried, so it wouldn't matter if she brought it in.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and only the puddles on the ground showed signs of rain.

Some of the puddles were crystal clear, while others were murky and filled with mud and weeds.

Xia Wuzhao watched, her fingers stroking the umbrella handle.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

Asahi Aoi would occasionally turn her head to glance at Natsugiri Kai, and after seeing him constantly stroking the umbrella handle, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Could it be that he's remembered?"

She suppressed her excitement.

Ai observed this scene and said to Xia Wuzhao, "Lord Xia Wuzhao, what you did will definitely mislead Asahi Aoi and make her think that you have regained your memories."

"Really?" Xia Wuzhao said calmly, "Then let her mislead us."

Hearing this, Xiao Ai looked at Xia Wuzhao suspiciously: "Really? Could it be that you, Lady Xia Wuzhao, are doing this on purpose? Deliberately making Asahi misunderstand?"

“How could that be?” Xia Wuzhao said. “You’re overthinking it.”

"Am I really overthinking this?" Xiao Ai carefully observed Asahi Aoi and pondered her thoughts once more.

She felt she hadn't guessed wrong; Aoi Asahi had indeed become suspicious.

Xia Wuzhao did not answer Xiao Ai's question, but continued to look outside.

When the first class in the afternoon ended, he gazed into the distance.

I saw a black car driving up in front of the school gate.

After hearing the bell ring for the end of get out of class, Asahi Aoi eagerly walked towards Natsugiri Kai.

Under Chiho's confused gaze, Aoi Asahi leaned close to Natsugiri Kai's ear and whispered something.

The girl's emotions were indescribably complex in that instant; she felt jealousy and resentment.

"We clearly agreed on fair competition."

But after feeling dissatisfied, she suddenly realized something.

"I have no reason to complain about Asahi, because this is a fair competition."

"However, I do feel some resentment."

"But what reason do I have to harbor resentment?"

"I just feel it's unfair. Aoi doesn't have to worry about family issues, but I have to worry about my mother. If I make the wrong choice, then I will never be Natsugiri's lover, and I will never be able to give him happiness."

"We didn't even have a chance to make contact."

"I hate this, it's so unfair."

Thinking to herself, Chiho stared at Aoi Asahi's retreating figure.

Aoi couldn't help but move closer, and she instinctively bent over.

But immediately her sideburns fell down from both sides, completely obscuring her face.

She hurriedly brushed her hair behind her ear, looking rather flustered!

Natsugiri Kai asked Asahi Aoi, "Is there something you need?"

"As expected, he still couldn't remember."

Asahi felt a little disappointed; the anxiety and excitement she had felt earlier vanished in an instant.

The girl looked dejected, even somewhat discouraged.

"But what if! What if he remembers?"

Clinging to a sliver of hope, Asahi Aoi said to Natsugiri Kai, "You—have you remembered something?"

Xia Wuzhao said indifferently, "Remembered what?"

“It’s about the seaside town,” Asahi prompted; “about this umbrella.”

"This umbrella?"

Xia Wuzhao picked up the umbrella and examined it carefully.

Aoi pursed her lips tightly, her chestnut eyes gleaming.

She was too excited, even though she already guessed what was going on.

But still, I'm still looking forward to it.

Xia Wuzhao said, "It feels very familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before."

Asahi was delighted, and she was just about to say something.

But then Xia Wuzhao said, "However, this umbrella is already in my house. It's normal to be familiar with it, after all, it's mine."

He spoke as if it were perfectly reasonable, and casually hung the umbrella aside.

Asahi Aoi's heart was breaking. She stared blankly at Natsugiri Kai, seemingly in disbelief.

But in the end, I accepted reality.

He forced a smile and slowly returned to his seat.

Chiho looked at her and said, "You don't look well. Were you rejected?"

Aoi shook her head and said nothing.

Chiho remained silent as she looked at Aoi Asahi.

"I really want to ask, what exactly did they do?"

"Because this way I can also find out the wrong answer for myself, but looking at Asahi's appearance, I can't get any information out of her at all."

Chiho sighed slightly, wondering what to do when the second period ended.

When class resumed, Aoi seemed somewhat disappointed.

When get out of class ended again, Chiho felt a little uneasy.

The three of them walked together toward the school gate; Xia Wuzhao was going home.

Asahi Aoi wanted to see what choice Chiho would make, but she didn't know what she expected Chiho to make.

"If she obeys her mother again, her relationship with Xiawu will reach its lowest point."

"If she is able to refuse her mother, then it proves that she is being gradually saved."

"Am I hoping her relationship with Xia Wuzhao will reach its lowest point, or am I hoping she'll be rescued soon and then lose her memory?"

A deep breath escaped Asahi Aoi's lips as she saw Kirishima Yoshiko standing at the school gate.

Yoshiko Kirishima is crying.

Chiho also saw her mother. She smiled slightly at her mother before asking Natsumi, "What do you like to eat? Seafood? Vegetables? Or pork chops?"

Xia Wuzhao said, "Anything is fine."

“That won’t do, Natsugiri,” Chiho said, shaking her head. “My mom is going to send me to dance class today, but I’m thinking of taking cooking class instead.”

"If you don't tell me what you like to eat, then everything I make after my cooking class will be meaningless."

Chiho looked at Natsumi with a cunning expression, her scarlet eyes blinking.

Chapter 161 What I can't accept is my own incompetence.

"I'm not so oblivious as to not understand what Chiho meant; on the contrary, I understand her thoughts perfectly well."

Xia Wuzhao said, "Anything is fine. I went through a period of great poverty. I'm not picky about food, so it doesn't matter whether it's vegetables, seafood, or meat."

“But being able to eat it and finding it delicious, and feeling happy while eating it, are not the same thing,” Chiho said. “What I want to learn is how to cook dishes that make people feel happy when they eat them.”

"Then let's have more vegetables."

Xia Wuzhao said this casually.

Chiho said, "Then let's add more vegetables. I'll remember that."

Having finally finished all these things, Chiho could finally go find her mother with peace of mind.

Jiazi hugged Chiho and burst into tears. She cried, "Daughter, my daughter. What happened to you this morning? Did that boy threaten you? He disappeared with you today. My heart is breaking."

Chiho said to her mother, "Mom, I was the one who grabbed him and ran away today."

Yoshiko was taken aback. She said, "Were you threatened? Chiho, please don't be afraid. If you were threatened, just tell Mom."

Chiho said to Yoshiko, "Mom, Natsugiri Kai is my friend. He didn't threaten me."

"No, it must be him who imprisoned you!" Yoshiko said with certainty. "Otherwise, how could you have done such a thing? He must have led you astray."

As she said this, she wanted to confront Xia Wuzhao.

"Mother, do you really want to ruin my relationship with Xia Wu?"

Chiho pursed her lips, turned around and got into the car: "Let's go home."

She whispered to the driver, "If you know of any cooking classes, please take me there."

The driver said, "Miss, aren't you waiting for your mother?"

"My mother will come back when the car starts," Chiho said with certainty.

The driver didn't say anything more, but simply started the vehicle skillfully.

When Yoshiko heard the car, she immediately panicked.

Her face turned ashen, and after glancing at Xia Wuzhao, she immediately walked back.

Fortunately, the car had just started moving, and as soon as she opened the car door, she began to yell at the driver.

Yoshiko understood, of course, that this must have been Chiho's decision, because how could a driver possibly make such a decision?

It must have been Chiho's order that made the driver do this.

But how could she possibly scold Chiho? So she could only scold the driver.

As if venting her anger, she did her best to belittle and insult the driver.

"Of course I know what this veiled criticism is all about."

Chiho pursed her lips and stopped Yoshiko.

"Mom, I was the one who told the driver to start the car," Chiho said, leaving Yoshiko stunned.

Yoshiko's complexion worsened, and she could barely maintain her composure.

She always felt that Chiho was constantly working against her.

—Just yesterday, she was still listening to me.

But all he got was Xia Wuzhao. Everything he had done yesterday had been for nothing.

But she laughed and said, "So it was you who ordered it, Chiho. Is it because you wanted to get to the tutoring class quickly? Then I was really wrong. I shouldn't have wasted your time."

"Mom, I want to go to a cooking class today." Chiho didn't change her mind because of her mother's expression. She said, "I think that as a girl, I should at least know some skills that are considered girly."

“Isn’t embroidery enough?” Jiazi retorted; “Cooking is such a troublesome thing, and it’s not something a good girl should do.”

Upon hearing this answer, Chiho simply smiled and looked at her mother.

She said softly, "I want to learn how to cook."

The girl spoke with unwavering conviction, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Yoshiko felt extremely embarrassed, and she cursed angrily in her heart.

But her expression softened even more: "Chiho, if you want to learn to cook, Mom will teach you when we get home. Go to your tutoring class today."

Chiho looked at her mother, who slowly but firmly shook her head.

She said to the driver, "Let's find a place that can teach cooking."

The driver said, "Yes, miss."

"You're not allowed to go!" Yoshiko screamed, grabbing Chiho's arm tightly.

It left a blood-red mark on her skin.