For some reason, Xi Yao could hear a hint of distress from their conversation.

She felt that Zhou Rong seemed to have to rely on himself for everything, and the Zhou family did not necessarily understand him very well.

It's like copying a book.

In the past, it was to save money to take the exam, but now, it is to save money for the family...

When doing these things, Zhou Rong never explained, he just did it silently.

The good thing is that the Zhou family has no one to dislike, otherwise, Zhou Rong would probably be greatly wronged.

Everyone chatted and finished eating quickly.

Mrs. Chen reminded Xi Yao: "Remember to let the fourth child eat. It is also dark today, so ask him to stop writing."

"Yeah," Xi Yao nodded.

For the sake of eyesight, this book cannot be copied anymore.

Perhaps because he felt it, Zhou Rong came out of the study while Xi Yao was looking for him.

The two met at the door and looked at each other.

"It's getting dark, let's eat quickly!" Xi Yao said uncomfortably, then turned and went to the kitchen, ready to bring out the warm rice.

Zhou Rong looked at her back and frowned, always feeling that something was wrong with her mood...

There is moonlight in the yard, so it will not be in the way while eating.

While Zhou Rong was eating, Xi Yao did not leave. Instead, he sat on a chair, hugging his knees and looking at the moon. He didn't know what he was thinking. He looked a little lonely.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Rong asked after putting down his bowl and chopsticks.

Xi Yao turned to look at him and said in a muffled voice: "Having been copying books has an impact on you, right?"

Writing academic essays is not just about copying books.

"Have you been worried about me?" Zhou Rong asked with raised eyebrows.

"You think too much," she said expressionlessly, "I just don't want you to put the cart before the horse and make your parents sad!"

If he loses his reputation, the Zhou family will definitely feel uncomfortable.

"If you don't call that caring, what do you call it?"

This woman is so tough-talking.

Xi Yao twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, then stood up and put away the dishes, "Go to bed first, you don't have to get up early tomorrow!"

He has been like this these days.

"If you don't get up early tomorrow, I'll stay with you," Zhou Rong said gently, looking at the woman who was busy working for him.

Not knowing what he was going to do, Xi Yao didn't bother to ask, so he just let him go.

Putting the dishes and chopsticks in the basin, she washed them neatly and put them away before getting ready to go back to the house.

Feeling that she seemed depressed and completely different from the energetic look before, Zhou Rong felt that she was worried about things at home. After lying on the bed, he comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, it will be solved!"

Knowing that he had misunderstood, Xi Yao did not explain, but only said: "Be careful yourself."

He must have done something when he went out. He couldn't just go see his master...

His hand fell on her head, and her disheveled hair was immediately messed up. Xi Yao was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

"How did the Xi family raise you? Why don't they know that you are so smart and sharp?" This is what he has always wanted to ask but has not asked out loud.

"I just don't want them to know," she said perfunctorily.

Can Zhou Rong believe this?

Zhou Rong definitely didn't believe it.

But there was no one in the Xi family, and he couldn't find anyone to ask, so he could only keep his doubts in his heart.

"Go to sleep!" Sensing the irritability in her tone, Zhou Rong rarely made trouble to her.

This thoughtfulness made Xi Yao curl his lips secretly, but he did not provoke others.

She was irritated simply because she held countless things in her hands, but they were too eye-catching.
Chapter completed!