Chapter 46 Transform into a Fashionable Lady~~

ne how unpleasant it must feel for the chain to tighten. The restriction talisman Yang Jing had given him wasn’t something cheap; Su Han would definitely not spare anyone she decided to kill."Thank yo...Chapter 46 Transforming into a Fashionable Lady~~

The day before yesterday, I just briefly experienced what it's like to be the champion of the new author ranking list and then immediately fell off from the top spot ~~ Well, never mind. Xiaolong is already very satisfied ~~ Perhaps Xiaolong's novel is more 'niche'

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"I don't know how to solve this problem. I don't know how to solve this problem. This one, I also can't solve!" Zhao Yanzǐ flipped through the exercise book and circled out each question with a ballpoint pen.

"Um... let me take a look..." Hao Ren gritted his teeth and checked them one by one.

"The ones I just showed you are math exercises. There's physics, chemistry, biology, geography..." Then Zhao Yanzǐ took out even more exercise books like pulling rabbits from a hat.

Hao Ren was dizzy but couldn't solve any of them. Meanwhile, Zhao Yanzǐ crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back in her chair, gloating at Hao Ren.

Damn it, why is middle school science so hard now... Hao Ren cursed inwardly, but he couldn't lose face before Zhao Yanzǐ; all he could do was rack his brains for answers.

However, while working on eighth-grade math, his mind was filled with advanced mathematics. While tackling eighth-grade physics, it was university-level physics in his head... The gap between knowledge levels prevented him from understanding these middle school questions and finding solutions using a high school approach.

"Uncle Hao, can you actually do this" When Hao Ren was struggling, Zhao Yanzǐ asked excitedly. Previously, it was Hao Ren who had tormented her in English; now she felt like she could torment him back.

Hao Ren held his hot temples, feeling like he might explode. But how could he admit that as a university student from an important school, he couldn't solve middle-school problems

"Give me your textbooks so I can review the knowledge of my middle school years," Hao Ren said to her, putting down his pen.

Zhao Yanzǐ looked at him and misunderstood. "But I need them for tomorrow's class."

"It's okay, I'll just look at them tonight." Hao Ren showed a confident smile.

"Wait!" Zhao Yanzǐ stood up from her seat, went to the bedside table, picked up her schoolbag, and pulled out five or six thick textbooks, handing them over to Hao Ren.

"Let's get some early sleep tonight." Hao Ren held the books in his arms, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Zhao Yanzi stared at him blankly, not expecting Hao Ren to be so gentle and caring toward her instead of being angry with her.

By the time she snapped out of it, Hao Ren had already left her room and was walking briskly up the small attic that Zhao Hongyu used as a studio.

She looked down at her pink nightgown and the delicate skin peeking from its neckline. Could it be that I don’t have any allure to this guy at all

Each time after tutoring, she hurriedly left as if completing a task... She glanced down at her relatively flat chest beneath her clothes, and for some reason, thought of the pretty girl she had met during Donghai University’s sports meet.

"Pfft!" She snorted in disdain before burrowing into her bed.

When Hao Ren arrived at the small attic, he noticed that a neatly arranged mattress was laid out on the spotlessly clean floor. Beside it hung his washed and dried clothes from earlier.

Zhao Yanzi’s mother really is thoughtful and considerate. If Zhao Yanzi could be half as virtuous in the future, I would fly with happiness... Wait, what am I thinking

Hao Ren placed the textbooks on the floor, then crawled into his sleeping space and picked up a textbook beside him to study earnestly.

Outside, it was still pouring heavily as Zhao Hongyu had predicted; the rainstorm would last all night. But in this little attic, the soft yellow light cast a cozy and tranquil atmosphere.

Hao Ren read until he felt somewhat lonely and sleepy. With a thud, his book slipped from his hands onto the floor.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yanzi tossed and turned in her room, unable to fall asleep. She switched on the light, gazed at the ceiling speckled with stars, pondered for a moment, then got up quietly and crept out of her room. She tiptoed down the ladder into her mother’s studio, intending to see what Hao Ren was doing.

Seeing Hao Ren fast asleep with textbooks scattered around his pillow, she, who had initially suspected him of mischief, felt a strange tug at her heart.

The rain outside pattered loudly. This attic situated at the very top of the building felt rather cold.

You stinky rogue, throwing my books all over.

She thought for a moment before quietly approaching him, bending down to collect the textbooks. As she was about to leave, she paused and bent again, gently tucking Hao Ren’s kicked-off blanket back over him.

She made an ugly face at the sleeping Hao Ren, waved her hand in front of his face as if preparing to strike, but ultimately did not wake him up.

Carrying these heavy books, Zhao Yanzǐ went back up to the second floor via the staircase and entered her room.

The night passed until morning.

When Hao Ren woke up, he found himself not in his dormitory and felt a little disoriented. He sat up and realized that his blanket had rolled away somewhere, and several textbooks beside his pillow were also missing.

Rain was still falling outside the window, though it was lighter than during the night before.

He changed into his clothes and nervously descended the small staircase to the first floor. Passing by Zhao Yanzǐ's quiet room, he arrived downstairs.

Dak dak dak dak... The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.

Hao Ren walked over and saw Zhao Hongyu already in her apron, bustling about in the kitchen early in the morning.

"Aunt," he pushed open the door and greeted her.

"You're up" Zhao Hongyu smiled at him. "How did you sleep last night"

"I slept well. Has A Zi not woken up yet" Hao Ren asked.

"She's a lazy little bugger," said Zhao Hongyu, "she won't get out of bed unless you wake her up for her. Since you've just gotten up, go to A Zi's room to wash your face and brush your teeth. I’ve already prepared a new set of towels and toothbrushes for you."

"I'll wait until she wakes up," said Hao Ren, "it’s not right to barge into her room without permission."

Zhao Hongyu nodded with a smile, agreeing that this was better. If Hao Ren were to see A Zi's unappealing sleeping position and become angry or upset, heaven knows what kind of scene would ensue.

"Later on, let A Zi’s father take you two to school. You can rest in the living room for now," said Zhao Hongyu as she skillfully sliced mustard greens.

"Century egg and mustard green lean meat congee Let me help you," Hao Ren stepped forward without hesitation, flexing his capable wrists.

Zhao Hongyu did not stop him but smiled. "Ah Ren is really a good boy."

"Aunt is also a great mother," said Hao Ren.

"Your mother doesn't often make breakfast for you" Zhao Hongyu casually asked.

"She's very busy, she doesn't have time to do what ordinary mothers would," Hao Ren thought for a moment before answering.

Sensing some disappointment in Hao Ren's emotions, Zhao Hongyu smiled at him and said, "It’s alright. From now on, just consider this place your home."

Hao Ren felt touched inside. He found it hard to judge how Zhao Yanzi treated him, but Zhao Hongyu definitely regarded him as family.

He didn’t know what to say in response, so he could only silently help out.

Before long, Zhao Guang and Zhao Yanzi successively got up and came downstairs. The fragrant century egg mustard lean meat congee was freshly served thanks to the cooperation between Hao Ren and Zhao Hongyu.

Hao Ren went to wash his face and brush his teeth in Zhao Yanzi's room bathroom. Zhao Guang was very satisfied with how Hao Ren had proactively helped make breakfast.

Unexpecting Hao Ren’s industriousness, Zhao Yanzi was surprised and also got a chance for her mother to tease her. She pouted in protest.

The simple breakfast ended, and the torrential rain that lasted all night suddenly stopped.

Zhao Guang planned on driving Zhao Yanzi and Hao Ren to school while Zhao Hongyu changed out of her apron into a sleeveless lotus leaf top. She put on sunglasses and carried a feminine black bag before heading into the garage.

One minute later, Zhao Hongyu drove a red Ferrari sports car out of the garage!

The transformation of the virtuous mother into a fashionista took Hao Ren by surprise. However, he thought about it again and realized that Zhao Hongyu was originally a top designer in her field; this kind of outfit wasn’t too strange.

But during this period, he had only perceived Zhao Hongyu as a super virtuous mother role model and forgot she also had her career. Moreover, with her reputation and abilities, she might very well have her own elite team and an independent external studio.

Zhao Hongyu drove the dazzling red Ferrari and waved at them before speeding off like a flame.

Meanwhile, Zhao Guang, driving a more understated black Chevrolet, dropped Zhao Yanzi and Hao Ren off near their schools. As Hao Ren didn’t want to draw attention from his schoolmates again, Zhao Guang left him about several hundred meters away from the main entrance.

Hao Ren said goodbye to Zhao Guang before walking towards the school gate.

From afar, he saw a few students hanging banners at the school’s entrance.xt to Xie Yujujia, raising a thumb with an approving smile.Xie Yujia’s fair complexion turned slightly red. "Grandma, it's not like that!"She helped the elderly woman into the house before stepping ba...