92 The Campus Belle’s Wet Scheme (1 / 2)

Around six in the evening, as the sun set, Fang Zhou finished discussing business with his wealthy patron and lay down for a two-hour nap, waking to find the sky already dark.

Just then, Auntie Wei knocked on the door outside.

“Boss Fang, dinner is ready!”

“Ah, alright, coming right up!”

Fang Zhou replied, rubbing his head, finally feeling like he had caught up on the sleep he missed last night.

Groggily opening the door, with a bird’s nest of hair atop his head, he went out to see what dishes Aunt Wei had prepared today.

But upon reaching the dining room, he spotted a green figure, instantly snapping him awake.

“Why haven’t you left yet?”

Fang Zhou blurted out, staring at Chu Xinran in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

Wasn’t she supposed to leave after two hours of tutoring?

He had even taken a nap in his room to avoid her, and yet, here she was, still in his house!

Hearing Fang Zhou’s astonished question, Chu Xinran’s previously natural expression turned somewhat aggrieved.

She stood up from her seat, speaking softly, “I really should be going. Staying here is too much trouble for you all.”

Fang Zhou nodded, thinking to himself: That’s more like it. What business does an ex-girlfriend have staying at my place!

Unfortunately, just as Chu Xinran stood up, she was held back by Fang Wenjing’s arm.

The girl glared with wide eyes at Fang Zhou, seemingly very displeased with his attempt to send the guest away.

“It was me who asked Xinran sister to stay for dinner. I think she had a hard time tutoring me today.”

“Brother, didn’t you teach me to be grateful?”

With that, Fang Wenjing raised her voice deliberately, making a well-reasoned argument that left Fang Zhou frozen in place.

Good grief, has the boomerang come back to hit me?

“Wenjing, it’s okay, I should go. It’s not right for me to stay here while your family eats.”

Chu Xinran spoke gently to Fang Wenjing, like a considerate elder sister.

“Oh, come on, it’s fine! We’re all young, let’s chat!”

“We haven’t had such a beautiful sister over at our place for a long time, right, bro?”

Before Fang Zhou could even speak, he was glared at again by his sister, signaling him to speak nicely and insisting that Chu Xinran must stay for dinner today.

Fang Zhou hadn’t expected his sister to be so assertive, suddenly feeling that this wasn’t good.

Oh no, could it be that my sister is trying to matchmake me with Chu Xinran?

She seems particularly stubborn about this matter.

But with Chu Xinran right there, Fang Zhou couldn’t speak too bluntly, only waiting to talk after she had left.

“Cough cough! Well, yes, then stay for dinner before you go.”

Since his sister insisted so much, it wouldn’t be nice for him to send the guest away now. Who knows, his quirky little sister might think he’s acting out of character.

Chu Xinran flashed a faint smile, nodding at Fang Zhou.

“Then, I’ll be imposing on you all.”

She seemed to be in a good mood, sitting next to Fang Wenjing, chatting and laughing, but not giving Fang Zhou a single glance.

Even Fang Zhou felt that Chu Xinran’s visit today might have been just an accident; she wasn’t here for him.

Aunt Wei brought the dishes out one by one.

Sour fish soup, dry pot shrimp, cumin cauliflower, and a bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Three dishes and one soup, full of color, aroma, and flavor.

The four of them sat down at the table to start their meal.

Fang Wenjing might appear to be a socially anxious kid, but in reality, she was a social bandit, not only good at conversation but also adept at reading people.

For instance, she had only known Chu Xinran for a few hours, yet she had already figured out everything about her family, interests, and hobbies.

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Of course, Chu Xinran had let her find out on purpose; otherwise, she wouldn’t have revealed so much.

Don’t be fooled by Chu Xinran’s innocent look; she was also on guard.

Fang Zhou listened silently on the side, not saying a word, still pondering why such a talkative sister would dream of becoming a painter in the future?

She seemed more suited for language or sales roles.

Finally, when he heard Fang Wenjing ask Chu Xinran if she had any romantic experiences, Fang Zhou choked.

“Cough cough cough cough!”

A grain of rice had gone down the wrong pipe, causing Fang Zhou immense discomfort. He could only turn away, facing the empty space, and thump his chest hard, trying to dislodge the rice.

The other three at the table were startled by Fang Zhou; his face quickly turned red, and his expression was very twisted.

Aunt Wei exclaimed, “Oh my, don’t eat so fast!”

While speaking, she prepared to stand up and pat Fang Zhou on the back.

But at that moment, someone was quicker.

Chu Xinran stood up, strode behind Fang Zhou, and gave his back two firm pats.

The pats were so forceful that those in the know would think she was helping Fang Zhou, while those who didn’t might think she was venting her anger.

Fang Zhou felt a slight pain in his back, but thankfully, the grain of rice was finally coughed up.

He felt tears welling up from the choking; it was truly uncomfortable.

“Brother, are you okay?”

His sister’s concerned voice came from behind.

“I’m, I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Fang Zhou waved his hand, and after a moment’s pause, he finally looked up to thank Chu Xinran.

“Thank you, I really could have choked to death.”

His sincere, unfeigned tone made Chu Xinran smile.

“It’s okay, I’ll just take care of it.”

“Want to drink some water and calm down?”

She asked as she lifted her hand to pour water from the table for Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou didn’t need her to pour water, and hurriedly lifted his hand to stop her.

“Don’t bother, you go sit down, I’ll…”

He hadn’t finished speaking when Chu Xian’s actions were quick, and she had already grabbed the water bottle with one hand and held a cup with the other.

Because Fang Zhou’s movement was too big, Chu Xian’s hand was hit by him, and the water in the bottle spilled out, getting both their clothes wet.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, I didn’t hold it steady.”

Chu Xian quickly put down the water bottle, apologizing to Fang Zhou with a look of regret.

She was full of anxiety, as if she was afraid Fang Zhou would get angry.

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Fang Zhou just felt his chest tighten, and his clothes were soaked in front of him, looking at Chu Xian, whose state wasn’t much better than his.

In this situation, he definitely wouldn’t scold Chu Xian, and it was even more impossible with his younger sister helping to mediate.

“It’s not your fault, Xian-ge, it’s my older brother who’s too impatient.”

Fang Wenjing glared at Fang Zhou with a bad temper, not understanding why his older brother was so irritable today.

He didn’t know how to behave in front of such a beautiful sister, and had even soaked her clothes, what a shame.

“I…I think I should go change my clothes first.”

Chu Xian’s clothes were also soaked, and the black inside seemed to appear and disappear under the water stain, she covered her chest and turned away, looking very embarrassed.

Fang Zhou wouldn’t let her leave like that, whispering, “Why don’t you change into a different outfit and go?”

Fang Zhou’s voice reached her ears, and Chu Xian’s embarrassment on her face slowly turned into a faint smile.

Success, the simple brother-sister duo is really good at handling things.

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