CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 45 IS THIS TRICK KUNG FU?

Unnoticed, the morning just passed like that.

Chen Yu asked about the second recitation lesson when school ended, and Tang Xiaowan’s response was nonchalant.

"I just rested at home yesterday, and I did some preview out of boredom. It turned out my luck was pretty good—just in time to be put to use, hahaha."

Chen Yu nodded, "Oh, no wonder."

"Let’s hurry; I’m starving to death."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Chen Yu believed Tang Xiaowan’s words because she did the same, preferring to review the next day’s material in advance—writing what needed to be written and memorizing what needed to be memorized.

However, she was the cramming type and often needed two hours to finish her preparation.

Yet, Tang Xiaowan skimmed through just twice.

After deciding on the name for the oral group, seeing Chen Yu pulling out textbooks ready to study reminded Xiaowan to look at the content for the writing class.

Tang Xiaowan was not a studious good kid; skipping class was her norm.

In the two years she spent at Qingcheng University, attending classes diligently three days a week was already impressive, if not faking illness to take leave or attending so-called overseas family weddings.

Excuses were plentiful!

In the end, Grandma Tang simply applied for her to study from home, requiring only regular exam attendance.

If it were someone else, they would surely fail numerous subjects.

But Tang Xiaowan wasn’t worried about that.

She had an extraordinary memory; a piece of text only needed two readings for her to memorize effortlessly.

Therefore, her academic performance was outstanding.

After parting with Chen Yu, just as Tang Xiaowan left the Foreign Language College, she saw Li Zihan with a smile in his eyes.

They still settled their lunch at the small apartment.

With the experience of diarrhea from before, this time Tang Xiaowan neither touched cold drinks nor craved chocolate ice cream, but opted for a bowl of rice and two small bowls of chicken soup, just like at Li Garden.

Li Zihan had the habit of taking a nap.

Sitting on the sofa, yawn after yawn escaped him.

But since Tang Xiaowan wasn’t sleeping, he didn’t dare to, as he still carried the mission to protect his future sister-in-law.

"Xiaowan, if you’re sleepy, go rest in the small bedroom. The bedding is new; Aunt Wang came to change it early this morning."

"Thank you, I’d like to watch some TV for a bit."

Li Zihan: "..."

Please, the TV is on, but your eyes are glued to your phone.

"Okay then, I’ll stay with you."

Li Zihan looked directly at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, posing as a noble companion to the end.

Private chat then opportunistically made its appearance.

[Bro, have you ever seen sister-in-law parkour?]

Li Zishen: "..."

Sister-in-law? Oh, got it.

Even though Li Zishen had already recognized Tang Xiaowan’s position, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable with the term.

[No, what happened?]

[I seriously suspect she has professional training! This morning at school, you wouldn’t believe how fast she was, like flying, and her agility was impressive jumping up and down.]

The corners of Li Zishen’s mouth slightly curved up, not at all surprised.

Just as he was about to explain on behalf of Tang Xiaowan, another message came in: [Are you free right now?]

The contact name was Little Angel.

[Yes, what’s up?]

Li Zihan had guessed right. Tang Xiaowan’s mind wasn’t on the TV but on composing a message.

She kept typing and deleting.

Considering how to phrase her message so her chances of success would be higher.

[I have the weekend off, and I want to stay at Mei Garden for two days; I miss home! If Bai Long is too busy, I can take a bus myself; it’s not far anyway.]

[No.]

This was the third time Tang Xiaowan had proposed going back to Mei Garden and the first time, since arriving at Li Garden, that she had initiated a message to Li Zishen.

Although I had anticipated this response, I still felt gloomy and bit my lip, frowning.

It’s killing me, what the heck!

It’s like I’m your prisoner.

She picked up an apple from the coffee table and bit into it fiercely.

Before she could swallow, Li Zishen’s follow-up message arrived: [You can’t do it yourself, I’ll accompany you.]

The man’s survival instinct was too strong, reacting quickly.

Tang Xiaowan immediately beamed with joy: [Wow, that’s great. When? How about Friday night after dinner, and we set off?]

Li Zishen: [Saturday morning.]

Tang Xiaowan: [That works, it’s settled then. Whoever backs out is a pig. I’ve already taken a screenshot, so no backing out or making excuses.]

Li Zishen: "..."

Do you really think I’m that unreliable?

He’s probably rubbing his nose now, pondering how to hunt for treasures once he returns.

So you’re homesick!

No wonder, waking up from poison and injuries, and by the time you woke up again, you’ve already arrived at Li Garden, with only memories of Mei Garden’s study and bedroom perhaps remaining.

Well, a return home for a few days sounds good!

[Don’t worry, that won’t happen. Get some sleep now, or you won’t have any energy for class this afternoon.]

[Mhm, you too, bye.]

Li Zishen couldn’t help but smile: [Okay.]

The words "you too" warmed the heart of the proud man, unfortunately shattered by Bai Long’s message.

[Brother Shen, Li Wanshan went to see Leng Lingxiao.]

[Got it.]

Pausing for a moment, Li Zishen hastily sent a message to his brother: [Nothing strange about it. Her skills are just tricks, much like you, she loves skipping classes to train.]

Li Zihan: [Oh, I see, got it.]

Wait, how does my brother know I love to skip classes? Did my academic advisor rat me out?

Running so fast, reacting so quickly!

Trick skills from skipping class?

You’re joking, how is that possible!

Li Zihan fell into contemplation, his gaze turning towards the fruit plate on the coffee table.

He got up and approached, a mischievous smile flickering on his lips.

"Xiao Wan, aren’t you sleepy yet?"

Right then, Tang Xiaowan was lost in the joy of returning to Mei Garden, when suddenly a grape flew her way.

Instinctively, she caught it with two fingers and popped it into her mouth, continuing to browse her phone: "Hmm, not bad, quite sweet."

Li Zihan: "..."

Damn, is that a response from trick skills?

Not even lifting an eyelid, so casual!

Seems like, my personal trainer needs to be fired, what has he been teaching all this time, nearly killed me during summer and winter vacations.

Li Zihan clenched his fists, looking at his arm where veins were bulging, suddenly feeling that the money spent was too unjust, making him more like a muscle-brained brute.

All the events of the past few school days flashed by.

Brother Lee, are you looking for that chick who just flew by?

Brother Lee, sister-in-law taught a lesson to the girls bullying her.

Brother Lee, a boy ran just for sister-in-law.

Brother Lee, the latest news, sister-in-law recited a lengthy English essay in front of the whole class.

Wang Lele, that shadow of a person, indeed reliable, always the first to report Tang Xiaowan’s situation at the Foreign Language College.

Thinking of this, Li Zihan’s eyebrows tightened.

Who cares about saving face, it’s just a few months younger, mastering true skills is what matters.

Then, Li Zihan quickly walked towards Tang Xiaowan.

"Master, please accept your disciple’s bow."