Gualie mentioned watching a movie together on Saturday. Hmm, was she hinting at a date? Such a cute, shy girl.

"Don’t worry. I promised I’d go, and I will."

Gualie nodded happily, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

Ah~ that sunshine-like smile. Instantly, I felt healed. Those six elegant teeth showing—so tempting to scoop her up and cuddle her silly...

Little did I know, the elegant young lady across from me was harboring even naughtier thoughts. She’d even fantasized about doing unmentionable things with me in the car. But Xiao Ling was there, so she held back.

"Bro, her gaze feels off!" My sister glanced between me and Gualie, then whispered in my ear like she’d uncovered a secret.

"Off? She looks perfectly sweet. You’re overthinking it."

I patted Xiao Ling’s head, signaling her to relax.

"Her eyes scream desire and possessiveness—like how boys stare at you!" Xiao Ling slapped my hand away, pressing close to whisper urgently.

Desire? Gualie had asked if I liked her before, and I’d always said yes. She’s just a cute rich girl, not a guy. If anything happened, I wouldn’t lose out. A pretty girl liking me? Hehehe.

"Got it. I’ll be careful."

I brushed off my daydreaming sister and peeked at Gualie’s eyes ahead. Tsk, where’s this "desire"? They’re just big, watery pools. Besides, Xiao Ling, how old are you? Since when can you read minds from eyes? I can barely spot dirt in them.

Our house isn’t far from school. The three of us arrived quickly. I checked the time: 7:37.

Morning reading hadn’t even started. Seriously, thanks to Gualie.

Xier sighed in relief when she saw me and Xiao Ling enter the classroom lightly. As the bell rang, she began organizing everyone for reading.

"Hua Shu-chan~ what foods do you like?"

"Memory. M-E-M-O-R-Y!" I recited English words, ignoring Gualie. Xier was watching me closely.

"She loves caviar, cod burgers, and cheese. Why?" Xiao Ling blurted out nonsense. Since morning, she’d been clashing with Gualie nonstop—I had no clue why.

"Oh, those..." Gualie murmured,低头 fiddling with her phone again.

Xier rubbed her forehead at Gualie’s disruptive behavior, pretended not to notice, and stepped out. She dialed a number.

"Hello, Principal Mo? This is Lei Xi, your daughter’s homeroom teacher."

"My daughter? Oh, Gualie. What’s wrong with him?" A sleepy female voice answered.

"Ah, sorry to disturb your rest. Student Yi gets along well with classmates—quite helpful, actually. He just skips school sometimes and ignores classroom rules."

"I see. I’ll remind him. Has he been rude? Like bullying girls?"

Xier found the principal’s wording odd but didn’t dwell.

"Student Yi is always polite and never bullies girls. He just chats too much with nearby classmates during lessons. I worry it affects their focus."

"Oh? Are those classmates girls?"

"Yes, a very kind girl."

"Good. If he ever spends time with boys, tell me immediately. That’s all."

"Understood."

After hanging up, Xier thought: No wonder they’re mother and daughter—their logic is alien. Why’s being with boys bad? Early romance’s wrong, but this feels off. Waste of a call. She’s the principal’s daughter; I can’t control her.

"Ling-chan, what do you like to eat?"

"Huh? Why ask me? You’re into her, right?" Xiao Ling asked, confused.

"You’re Hua Shu’s sister, so you’re my sister too. Truth is, my servant’s already buying breakfast. It’ll be here soon."

"Huh? Oh! Gualie, you’re such a sweetheart! Um... I love egg tarts, jam buns, yogurt..."

Food melted their tension. Seriously, Gualie—you remembered me calling Xiao Ling "sister"? Your memory’s unreal.

After two classes:

"Young master, your food’s here. Where shall we dine?"

"The rooftop, obviously~"

"Rooftop? Understood. Deliver it there."

Huh? Xiao Yao, when did you return? And why the rooftop? It’s dirty and windy...

(Yao-chan! You popped back into my body and blurted "rooftop"—scared me!)

(Sniff... I visited my brother these days. He’s at this school too, but friendless. I want to help.)

(What’s that got to do with rooftop breakfasts?)

(Well... I told him to wait for you there.)

(Next time, ask first. What’s his name?)

(Him? Bai Xiaofei.)