Chapter 2

Immediately following was a burst of laughter

"I mean no harm—" Ye Wanxian's words were interrupted as everyone at the table turned to look in a certain direction.

Zhou Siyue had just woken up, with his hair in a messy pile on top of his head. He casually grabbed a handful, and aside from the dark circles under his eyes, it seemed difficult to find any other flaws on his face

The bespectacled boy next to me, who had inexplicably won, looked completely bewildered

Ye Wanxian wanted to continue speaking, asking how scores could be utilized. Of course, scores are never too many; how much does it cost to lose even one point? The children in this city are simply spoiled by their wealth.

Siyue, her mother is clearly not a good person; keep your distance from that little monster and do not get yourself involved.

Ye Wanxian smiled pleasantly on her face, feeling an immense pride in her heart, for it was indeed Ding Xian who brought her honor

To Jiang Chen and the others, this indeed reflects Zhou Siyue's character. He is a person with high aspirations and naturally looks down upon inconspicuous girls like Ding Xian. Moreover, he speaks bluntly and has never been one to beat around the bush; it is not that he does not understand, but rather that he is too lazy to engage in such games, especially at that youthful and impetuous age.

Well

He suddenly shifted his gaze and accurately landed on Ding Xian, scrutinizing him from head to toe

Behind him, Zhou Siyue, looking drowsy, rubbed his eyes as he descended the stairs. The slippers he wore made a shuffling sound as he walked, his hands lazily tucked into his pockets, moving at a leisurely pace. When he reached the last few steps, he quickly took a few strides, his long legs hitting the ground, and then resumed his unhurried walk. As he passed by Jiang Chen, he instinctively reached out a hand to ruffle the back of his head and casually asked, "Are you dazed?"

After all, such matters as betrothal agreements were already rare in their era, yet they happened to this young master. This caused Song Yijin, who was still conversing with Ding Xian, to stop and pout.

However, for the underachievers at the dining table, if no one has even asked you about your score and you are eager to announce it, isn't that just showing off? What is the difference between this and saying, "Oh, I didn't do well this time, I only scored 99"?

Ding Xianxin sighed: The color bestows the soul, oh the color bestows the soul!

Jiang Cheng was just about to ask who this person was, but the young master didn't even glance in Ding Xian's direction. He walked straight to the dining table, pulled out a chair next to Song Yijin, and sat down with his legs spread.

Both parties appeared bewildered

Ding Xian was originally looking down, but upon hearing this remarkably textured voice, he instinctively raised his head and was then captivated by a boy sporting a messy hairstyle.

Jiang Chen was taken aback, wondering where this girl had come from

Under the coercion of his mother's tyranny, Ding Xian reluctantly scraped the food from his bowl and was pushed onto the sofa in the living room

Ding Xian lowered his head, casually picked up his chopsticks, and stuffed a large mouthful of rice into his mouth.

We envy her for studying until 2 AM before the exam, no matter what we say, she just won't listen, she particularly enjoys studying. Knowing that Zhou Siyue's grades are not as high as Ding Xian's, Ye Wanxian still deliberately asked, "Siyue, how about you? What score did you get?"

This six hundred eighty-five is indeed inertia

This is Suyue, truly beautiful. Aunt Ding smiled as if she had seen her own son: "I used to hold you when you were little, I never expected the children to have grown so much now."

The Zhou family's television is larger and clearer than theirs. Ding Xian has very few opportunities to watch television; it is either monopolized by his younger brother or by his father

She certainly has no other intentions; she simply enjoys showing off, a common flaw among good students. I scored 690, I didn't perform well... Wuwuwuwu... This time I only ranked second in the class, wuwuwuwu...

Jiang Chen did not dare to go, fearing he would see Ding Xian's sinister face, but Zhou Siyue had an expression that clearly conveyed, if you don't go, I will throw you out, so he steeled himself and went in

It is evident

Ding Xian glanced at Zhou Siyue beside him, who was focused on peeling shrimp, indifferent to the conversations happening at the dining table

Ding Xian's back was rigidly pressed against the wall, as if someone had reached out to choke her by the neck, and her brain suddenly began to lack oxygen, leaving her in a blank state

The youth at the table were all astonished

However, the swelling on the forehead is somewhat amusing

Previously, the two families had only met once when Ding Xian and Zhou Si Yue were very young. However, Zhou's mother quite liked this child, Ding Xian, who was well-behaved, sensible, and diligent in studies. She did not find anything wrong with Ding Xian's score of 685.

Ding Xian suddenly took a big bite of rice and said, "I don't know what to say"

Zhou Siyue, feeling inexplicable, nodded after a long while

Jiang Chen silently said: "What the hell, are those two siblings outside?"

The young master sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, frowning slightly in impatience

Ye Wanxian gritted her teeth and said, "Do you believe I will hit you?"

Then he heard the girl's clear and cheerful voice

Indeed

Zhou Suyue is slightly nearsighted and does not like to wear glasses. He squinted for a moment to recognize, but had no impression. Leaning forward, he politely said, "Hello, Aunt Ding." His greeting was neither servile nor overbearing, and it did not reveal any awkwardness of a stranger, but was very composed

Ye Wanxian then turned the conversation to Jiang Chen: "What about you? How many points did you score?"

Then a few soft knocks were heard at the door, and Zhou Siyue, lying on the sofa, kicked Jiang Chen with his foot, signaling him to open the door

Zhou Siyue was already annoyed because she lost the game due to distraction. Although it was her own subjective factor, she still had to bear some responsibility for it. Jiang Chen's relentless questioning made her increasingly irritated, and she directly pressed a pillow against his head, saying, "Are you annoying? If you want to do it yourself, don't bother me." After saying that, she kicked Jiang Chen away, exclaiming, "Get lost, you're sitting on my model."

Song Yijin gave him a look of self-preservation

With Young Master Zhou's consistently indifferent expression, this statement is truly both arrogant and thought-provoking

If I were to break off the engagement, would you be a bit happier

Ding Xian nodded slightly

Ding Mutong turned to the silent Ding Xian and said: "Xianxian, this is Si Yue. You two used to sleep in the same bed when you were children."

She is the second one to take the exam, but the sarcasm in her words is too obvious, and Ding Xian is too lazy to quibble over trifles

Go wash your chicken coop head

Indeed, you have never made me worry. Si Yue, if you encounter any issues with your studies in the future, you can discuss them more with Xian Xian; she understands everything.

Madam Zhou explained that they are all a bunch of reckless young men, and they are also the last group from the affiliated school to be directly promoted to the high school department, able to enter regardless of their scores

Inside the room, people are sitting together in small groups. Some are playing games, while Zhou Siyue, resembling a carefree elder, is lounging on the sofa with a pillow in his arms and his feet propped up. Song Yijin is sitting beside him

The young master is indeed the young master, seemingly disinterested in everything.

This is the voice of Jiang Chen

Zhou Suyue touched his nose and stood up, walking through the corridor and directly turning into his own room. He habitually rubbed his neck while walking, and after a short while, he came out with a bag of tissues, leaning against the door frame and tossing it to her

As long as the scores are sufficient

Look at her mother, still wanting to establish a connection with Si Yue; who still arranges betrothals in this day and age

Zhou Siyue dropped the game controller, irritably rubbed his hair, collapsed onto the sofa, grabbed a pillow, and pressed it against his face. However, just by looking at his expression, one could tell that he was feeling a bit displeased at that moment

I scored six hundred eighty-five points

She also did not know where this surge of energy came from, and replied in a soft voice

Can the sixty points of a poor student be the same as the sixty points of an excellent student

Unlike Jiang Chen's slippery Beijing accent

Zhou Siyue was completely sunk into the sofa, one hand resting on it while the other lay casually on her leg. He tossed the remote control to her and raised an eyebrow

Madam Zhou awkwardly smiled and wanted to explain, but Jiang Chen interjected: "Ah Yue has great talent; he can easily pass any exam. He even played games with us before the test."

A voice outside the door shouted: "Sister!"

Jiang Chen is studying with great enthusiasm

Six hundred and seven. Zhou Siyue responded quite calmly.

Having had little interaction with girls since childhood, he does not understand the ways of socializing. When he tries to strike up a conversation with a female classmate, he can kill the conversation in less than three sentences. In a word, he is straightforward.

Ding Xian accurately took it over and politely thanked him: "Thank you for your trouble." He then turned and left

She just saw Si Yue and is still shy

The wounds of adolescence were suddenly exposed and torn apart, and she couldn't help but clench her fists, as the little demon in her heart clawed and struggled to break free

Being born into a biased family is not her fault, so Ding Xian has always been very careful to maintain her self-esteem. Although her mother indeed favors her younger brother, she would never speak ill of her mother in front of others

Everyone in the room subconsciously wanted to hear his opinion on "fiancée"

Jiang Chen suddenly snorted, "Then you really lack a sense of urgency; Si Yue and the others have already finished studying the textbooks for the first half of the first year of high school."

I look like Shrek the monster

Jiang Chen clicked his tongue and said, "You should borrow from the seniors like before, oh, wait, you should be the first one to come over from Yanping, so there probably isn't anyone to borrow from."

Hahaha, I feel a bit sorry for that little monster as well; the way her mother looks at her son is so different from the way she looks at her.

He turned his gaze towards Ding Xian again, a faint smile playing on his lips, exuding an air of nobility.

Ding Xian subconsciously glanced over and happened to see Zhou Siyue across from him, expressionless, twitching the corner of his mouth

Thus, her high school life began with an engagement.

Alright

Jiang Chen immediately followed and took a seat beside him

No," Ding Xian shook his head

Jiang Chen hooked his arm and leaned closer: "Si Yue, tell me, what does it feel like to suddenly have a fiancée?"

After a long silence, Song Yijin asked Ding Xian: "Sister Ding Xian, did you attend a tutoring class during the summer vacation?"

Ye Wanxian continued: "We envy Xianxian for not needing tutoring; she is very intelligent and learns quickly, so we do not have to worry about her. Moreover, Xianxian is very well-behaved and never compares herself to other children"

Hmm? After Zhou Siyue finished the last sip, he pressed his lips together and slowly raised his head to look over.

parted on bad terms

Ye Wanxian exclaimed, "So that just passed the cutoff score?"

Adolescent girls are sensitive and naturally pick up on the implications of words. Look, your daughter studied until 2 AM before the exam, and she only scored 15 points more than others.

Of course, apart from a certain young master, he inherently exudes a sense of oppression; even if you score higher than him, it still makes one feel that he is the best in the world. At that time, Ding Xian was completely captivated by his noble aura.

Zhou Suyue truly got up and left

In contrast, Ding Xian appeared like a fool, his gaze wandering aimlessly, awkwardly nodding his head slightly, and then in a fluster, he lowered his head to stare at his bowl, not knowing what he was shy about

Indeed, he is a young master with delicate skin and tender flesh, his contours and lines exuding an innate pride

His voice is magnetic and pleasant, the most beautiful male voice Ding Xian has ever heard, yet it carries a hint of irreverence amidst its clear enunciation.

After a short while, Ding Juncong insisted on going to the restroom. Ye Wanxian allowed her to go, and Ding Xian accompanied her inside while he leaned against the outer wall of the restroom waiting.

The people inside exchanged glances, and even Zhou Siyue, who was bored and tossing a pillow around, stopped.

After speaking, the door was shut with a "bang"

Jiang Chen was terrified of this young master who had a bad temper upon waking up. He quickly shouted, "Your mother is calling you to eat," and dashed downstairs, like a gust of wind, swiftly passing through the living room and kitchen

What procedures are required to annul a marriage engagement

Ye Wanxian's smile froze at the corner of her mouth

Zhou Suyue looked at her back, suddenly smiled, and glanced to the side, straightforwardly piercing through: "Stop pretending, you heard it all, didn't you?"

Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders, expressing disdain

Ah, wait a moment

When Zhou Suyue smiles, he appears gentle; however, when he is expressionless and purses his lips, he seems harsh

The door opened with a "pop," and Jiang Chen, with a playful smile, said, "Little monster... light beauty girl, are you looking for Si Yue?"

You said that the bump on her head looks like a horn

Everyone is well aware that Young Master Zhou is only interested in various models

The second marker of adolescent rebellion: deliberately going against your wishes

because Ding Xian has not finished eating

Hasn't the textbook been distributed yet

Only Song Yijin was particularly serious as she asked: "I don't think Sister Ding Xian is as ... as you all say. Why do you dislike her so much ..."

Father Zhou cleared his throat and gave a glance to Madam Zhou: "There is indeed such a matter, but isn't it too early to discuss this now? After all, they have just entered high school."

In the next second, the character in the computer lies down

Ding Xian directly bypassed Jiang Chen and looked at Zhou Siyue, "The restroom is out of paper."

Zhou Siyue glanced at her sideways and tentatively asked, "Shall I leave now?"

Madam Zhou cleared her throat and, noticing her son's frown of impatience, spoke up to smooth things over: "It's better not to mention things from childhood; they were too young to remember. By the way, Xianxian, I heard you also got into No. 3 Middle School?"

Originally, I intended to apologize on behalf of Jiang Chen, but Zhou Siyue was directly amused by her anger. She bit her lower lip and nodded, saying: "Alright, do as you please"

Uncle Zhou nodded in agreement: "This Xianxian clearly looks like a well-behaved child. In the future, he will surely achieve great success."

This is correct. Ye Wanxian said, with crow's feet almost reaching the back of her head, "You should cultivate your feelings more often, after all, your grandfather arranged a betrothal for the two of you."

Ding Xian was lost in thought when suddenly called upon, and he instinctively blurted out: "685 points"

Oh, then I will not withdraw

Zhou Siyue, who was gripping the game controller and battling in front of the computer, absentmindedly responded, but his mind was occupied with the small figure of Ding Xian sitting on the sofa

Ding Xian subconsciously calculated Zhou Siyue's ranking in the city

He has died

She doesn't mean anything else

Sister, we only dislike the way she flaunts her achievements. Her demeanor at the dinner table reminds me of my ex-girlfriend, equally hypocritical. " Jiang Chen bit the last syllable of the last two words.

Not a single word.

Zhou Suyue finished peeling the last shrimp and tossed it into his mouth, a smile that was neither fully a smile nor fully serious: "Good."

Ding Xian stopped and calmly turned around

Since ancient times, students with poor academic performance and top achievers have been incomparable

A burst of noise suddenly came from a door next door, instantly capturing Ding Xian's attention. Soon after, she heard someone pinching their throat, mimicking her voice in a high-pitched tone.

She enjoys her leisure alone, watching with great interest

Father Zhou echoed with a smile, expressing his sentiment: "Indeed, time passes so quickly"

Madam Zhou: "This is your Aunt Ding, and this is Ding Xian, whom you met when you were young."

Once again, someone imitated Ye Wanxian's manner and repeated the earlier conversation at the dining table: "Our Xianxian is so well-behaved, I don't have to worry at all, and she doesn't compare herself with other children; our Xianxian understands everything!"

Ding Xian sat upright, with his back facing him, casually choosing a table, "You go play with them, I can just watch TV by myself"

This phrase has become a habit for her. After the high school entrance examination, Ye Wanxian boasted everywhere that she had been admitted to No. 3 Middle School, to the extent that later, whenever she went out, people would ask her, "You got into No. 3 Middle School? How many points did you score?"

The meal was eaten with some difficulty; Jiang Chen quickly finished his food at light speed and ran upstairs to play games, while Zhou Siyue also wanted to go but was held back by Madam Zhou and had to give up.

The young man leaned against the door frame with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a smile that was neither fully a smile nor a frown. The light streaming in from the hallway window illuminated him, accentuating the carefree arrogance in his brows and eyes.

Zhou Suyue did not notice that there were three strangers sitting at the table, as he was engrossed in drinking the soup from his bowl, until Madam Zhou called out his name: "Suyue"

Ye Wanxian pushed Ding Xian gently, urging him to stop eating and quickly go over to talk to Si Yue

Ding Xian sat beside Madam Chen, wearing a small white dress. Her features were delicate, and her hands were neatly placed on her lap, giving her a well-behaved appearance