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"Don't get any wrong ideas. I... want to teach you! Also, we're classmates, right? This is normal." Lin Guiying nodded her head in agreement to what she just said.

"Well, um, okay."

Zhou Lei pulled out his phone from his pocket and unlocked it.

Lin Guiying did the same as she unzipped her handbag and took her phone out.

They switched phones and entered each other's IDs.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow, at noon!" Lin Guiying ran out of the arcade with a gleeful smile on her face.

She... finally made a friend!

Meanwhile, Zhou Lei was left in the arcade, standing. For a split second, his heart beat faster.

Before long, he snapped out of his daze and shrugged it off, as he walked home.

.....

In the Zhou household.

Zhou Jiahao stared at the dinner table nervously. He sat there for about an hour, waiting for his wife to finish cooking.

Across the table was Zhou Zhenya, resting her head. Although she gained impressive memory and comprehension skills, her energy stayed the same.

She read too many books through the whole afternoon.

Zhou Xiang was in the kitchen, making mistakes here and there. Her job tired her, as well as getting angry at her husband.

She forgot that Zhou Lei was supposed to be the one cooking.

As the three idled along, the sound of the ticking clock became louder and louder in their ears.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

Other than the noise of the clock, the only other sound they could hear was the knife and the chopping board.

Tick, tock.

"..." Zhou Jiahao.

"Zzzz..." Zhou Zhenya.

"Ouch..." Zhou Xiang.

Finally, Zhou Jiahao could not take it anymore!

"So, uhh, Little Ya..." Thinking of conversation topics, Zhou Jiahao was cut short.

"What is it?" Zhou Zhenya lazily raised her head, revealing her cuteness. The hair on her forehead got wiggly and messy.

"Well, umm..." Zhou Jiahao struggled to think of something to talk about.

Zhou Zhenya's head slowly descended, the inviting look of the table enticing her to lay her head on it.

"Oh! Why did you scream earlier?"

Zhou Zhenya almost fell asleep while waiting for her father to speak, that when he did, she was caught off guard. "Wha? What?"

"Ahem, I said, why did you scream earlier? It startled me." Zhou Jiahao reiterated himself.

Zhou Zhenya stared at her father. Only when she remembered what he was talking about did she talk. "Oh, that... It's like this. I sat on my chair, studying. When I got ready to stand up, I felt something on my feet. It was extremely uncomfortable."

Zhou Jiahao, who had nothing better to do, listened attentively.

"And then, I looked down. I never thought I would see that... wretched thing, so I shrieked." Her tone had a hint of disgust as she recalled what had happened in her room earlier.

Sensing this, Zhou Jiahao got intrigued. He was well familiar with his daughter, especially since he had doted on him whenever he could. "Hmm? What was it that made you so repulsed?"

"You see, it was..." Leaving her father in suspense, she intentionally delayed the reveal.

Of course, what always happens after is someone interrupting them.

Zhou Lei opened the door.

All of them turned to look at him. He wore a jacket, as well as a facemask, so it was hard for them to recognize him.

Zhou Zhenya was the first to realize who it was. "Bro?"

As he closed the door, Zhou Lei took of his jacket and his facemask, revealing a wet shirt. The shirt stuck to his body, exposing his abs.

Zhou Jiahao saw his son's physique and was stunned. It was not that long ago when he was still a fatty, just what disease made him this way?

Meanwhile, Zhou Xiang's desire to get infected grew more and more.

Only Zhou Zhenya was not affected. She only commented, "Why did you wear a jacket in the first place? It's summer, for crying out loud."

Zhou Lei rushed to his room while sticking his tongue out at Zhou Zhenya. "You don't know the troubles of a handsome man..."

As he entered the room, Zhou Xiang remembered something. "...Isn't he supposed to be the one cooking?"

"I... completely forgot about that."

Chapter end