Chapter 308 Is she so naive? Lu Zichen’s migrant worker
The mother died young, the father was not in a proper shape, and now he has an illegitimate son...
Mr. Zhong shook his head.
He collected his thoughts, sat down on the main seat with a smile on his face, and looked at Lu Zichen with concern.
"Xiao Chen, you don't have to be polite to Grandpa Zhong. Just treat it as your own home. You can come here whenever you want. It just so happens that you and Xiao Li are classmates and can learn from each other."
When Zhong Li heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.
Learn from each other?
Lu Zichen's current image is still that of a playboy who doesn't learn well.
The range of movement was so small that Mr. Zhong didn’t pay much attention to it, but Lu Zichen had a full view of it.
He responded with a smile: "Grandpa Zhong is too polite, I blame you for troubling you."
Secretly, he nudged Zhongli with his elbow.
Mr. Zhong waved his hand, "No trouble, you and Xiao Li are classmates and roommates, so we can't help but take care of each other in school."
After speaking, let him sit down.
Lu Zichen didn't show any pretense and sat down to eat.
Mr. Zhong is old and Zhong Li is in poor health, so the Zhong family’s breakfast is light but nutritious.
Zhong Li scooped up a bowl of porridge and brought it to Mr. Zhong.
It has been like this for a while, and Mr. Zhong has become accustomed to it, but when he drinks, the corners of his mouth still can't stop rising.
Turning his head, Lu Zichen's long, jade-like fingers were slowly peeling eggs, which looked pleasing to the eye.
Zhong Li lowered his head and drank the porridge, as if he had calculated it well, and took it over without ceremony after he peeled the eggs.
Lu Zichen, whose palms were empty: "..."
Zhong Li's eyebrows curved slightly, "Thank you."
Lu Zichen: "..."
Why didn't I realize she was so childish before?
After breakfast, Zhong Li went upstairs, and the footsteps continued behind him.
She turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Lu Zichen, who was discovered, asked her directly, "Are you going to do your homework?"
I originally wanted to ask about old man Feng Qi's situation first, but then I thought about how a drunk person could wake up so early.
Apart from homework, there seems to be nothing important.
Zhong Li didn't answer, but Lu Zichen thought she had acquiesced and took two steps forward to catch up with her.
"Grandpa Zhong said that we should take care of each other, and of course we should do our homework together."
Zhong Li: "I think you just want to copy my homework."
He had packed his schoolbag when he came last night, and he obviously didn't plan to go home this week.
Lu Zichen said confidently, "You already know this, why are you still hanging around?"
Zhong Li: "..."
It feels like she is Lu Zichen’s migrant worker.
When she was her deskmate, she always ordered the original owner around, but now Zhong Li doesn't listen to his orders. Instead, she finds other ways to seize her momentum to study hard and take advantage of the convenience of copying homework.
Considering that there were many objects with feminine characteristics in his room, Zhong Li took his homework directly to the living room to write.
Mr. Zhong is staying in the study upstairs, not wanting to disturb their study.
Zhong Li lay on the table and started to do the questions.
I glanced at Lu Zichen midway and found that he was writing a composition.
Also, it doesn’t matter whether you copy others or not. The teacher may not read them carefully, but the composition is different.
The composition topic this time was quite rare, and Zhong Li couldn’t help but get close to it.
After seeing the writing on it, I was decisively persuaded to leave.
She felt that if she read it, she would probably have a heart attack.
I felt a little sorry for Teacher Zhou.
The last time I went to his office, I seemed to have seen several bottles of Jingxin Oral Liquid in the drawer.
As usual, after Zhong Li finished an assignment, he would hand it over to Lu Zichen.
The housekeeper was afraid of disturbing them, so he didn't come over often, so he didn't pay attention.