Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 102 You Knocked Out Your Future Father-in-Law
To be fair, Jiang Baiqian is a very annoying mother.

Disregarding her daughter's feelings, he restricted her freedom, placed immense pressure on her, and even installed surveillance cameras throughout the house so he could see her every move, forcing her to develop the habit of wearing a mask wherever she went.

Regardless of her initial intentions, she undeniably placed Mo Yixia in an extremely oppressive living environment.

Han Zhou doesn't like to meddle in other people's family affairs, but that doesn't stop him from disliking a mother like Jiang Baiqian.

However, compared to Jiang Baiqian, he disliked Mo Yixia's father, who had "gone to Qishi for school," even more.

Although the former was extreme, at least she fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother, providing ample companionship and care, and striving to give Mo Yixia the best learning environment. But the latter, on the other hand, not only did she not show her face for a month, but she also didn't even know about her daughter's current situation, which made Han Zhou feel inexplicably angry.

Perhaps this father is very busy, constantly traveling for his family, or perhaps he has some unspeakable difficulties, but whatever the reason, it cannot cover up the fact that he is irresponsible.

As a father, he undoubtedly had the right to interfere in his daughter's studies, but Mo Yixia was still in a terrible state every day, which meant that he had never cared about his daughter, or that he had tacitly agreed to his wife's arrangements.

How could Han Zhou not notice that Mo Yixia would occasionally talk about her mother, but never about her almost invisible father? This alone was enough to explain a lot.

Perhaps it was because he himself had an irresponsible father, or perhaps it was because he felt sorry for Mo Yixia's experience, but Han Zhou had no good feelings towards the man in front of him from the very beginning.

What's more, this guy's attitude was so bad.

Han Zhou remembered what he was supposed to do today, so no matter what, he couldn't leave without even seeing Mo Yixia. So without saying a word, he increased the force with which he pushed the door.

"What do you want to do?"

The next second, Han Zhou pushed open the door and barged into the room. The man wanted to stop him, but his strength as an adult was no match for the skinny boy in front of him. He wanted to shout at him but was worried about attracting the attention of the neighbors, so he could only watch the other man enter the house with a grim expression.

As soon as he entered, Han Zhou went straight to the study. Based on past experience, Mo Yixia was likely there right now.

Han Zhou wasn't surprised to see Jiang Baiqian in the living room. Although Jiang Baiqian wasn't a good mother, she was quite polite to outsiders, at least in terms of appearances. If she were at home, she probably wouldn't let her husband treat the tutor like that.

But did she leave so early?
Han Zhou suddenly felt a little anxious, worried that Mo Yixia wasn't home either, so he quickened his pace. Fortunately, when he reached the door of the study, he saw that familiar figure as he wished.

She was still wearing the school uniform, mask, and baseball cap, her waist-length hair cascading down her slender waist. Her fair left arm was propped up against her cheek, while her right hand held a pen, indicating that she was doing her homework.

The moment Han Zhou saw the girl, he felt inexplicably relieved.

He didn't know when it started, but he seemed to have gotten used to seeing Mo Yixia's back every morning. If he didn't see her one day, he might feel a little uneasy.

Hearing footsteps, Mo Yixia spoke calmly without turning her head, saying, "You were a minute late today, and it's only because I was kind that you were late. Anyone else would have had their wages docked."

Han Zhou smiled bitterly to himself. He was certain that this guy had heard the sounds that had just happened outside the door and knew why he was late.

Looking back, Mo Yixia's father hadn't come along; she wondered what he was up to.

So he reached out his hand and asked in a low voice, "Is that your dad outside?"

Mo Yixia hummed in agreement, turned her head to glance at him, seemingly pondering the meaning behind his outstretched hand. Then she put down her pen, extended her hand in return, and silently placed her delicate hand into his palm.

The movements were natural and fluid, as if they had been practiced many times.

Han Zhou glanced at Mo Yixia, then looked down at the slender, white hand in his hand, his gaze instantly becoming blank.

The air was silent for two seconds.

Han Zhou took a while to come to his senses, and said in a dry voice, "What...what are you doing?"

"Didn't you reach out to me?"

Mo Yixia feigned innocence.

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I did reach out, but I didn't ask you to reach out too, much less to put your hand in mine..."

"Really? But you seem to be enjoying it quite a bit."

【Daily Task 1 (Mo Yixia): Collect 1/10 smiley faces out of 10 targets to earn 1 point】

Han Zhou didn't find it enjoyable, but he had to admit that this guy's hands were really soft.

Mo Yixia calmly withdrew her hand, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, and said composedly, "Then what do you want to do?"

Han Zhou sighed: "You clearly know what I mean, I want you to give me a mask."

He was certain that the guy did it on purpose.

"That's it."

Mo Yixia took out a face mask and said softly, "I thought you were going to take me away..."

Because she was wearing a mask and speaking in a very low voice, Han Zhou, who hadn't had his hearing enhanced, naturally couldn't hear the second half of her sentence.

She handed the mask to Han Zhou: "This is the last mask. Remember to buy me a few more tomorrow."

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly felt much more relaxed and smiled, "Okay."

The meaning of this sentence is quite clear: he should come again tomorrow.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Mo Yixia sized him up for a while, then suddenly asked.

Han Zhou wasn't wearing sunglasses today, and upon hearing this, he smiled wryly and said, "Is it that obvious?"

"Of course, in the past your eyes were always shining with lust when you saw me, but today is different. Your eyes are dull and your steps are unsteady... Strange, did you overindulge last night?"

That's outrageous indulgence...

Han Zhou sighed, "I was wearing sunglasses the whole time, so where did that green light come from?"

Mo Yixia pretended not to hear and said to herself, "Then it seems you have insomnia. What, are you worried that you won't see me again in the future, so you can't sleep?"

【Daily Task 1 (Mo Yixia): Collect 2/10 smiley faces out of 10 targets to earn 1 point】

The girl gently brushed aside the stray hairs by her ears, her slightly upturned eyes like rippling spring water, flowing and echoing along with her clear, cool voice on the unknown riverbank.

Unfortunately, the curtains were tightly closed, and no sunlight could be seen.

If we could stand in the sunlight, this scene would surely be captured in a painting.

Han Zhou was somewhat lost in thought, suddenly realizing that it was quite interesting to be able to chat nonsense with this guy like this.

He put on a mask, shook his head and chuckled, "Yes, I couldn't sleep a wink all night."

"It sounds like a lie."

Mo Yixia rested her chin on her hand and looked at him. "You smooth talker, you wouldn't have gone out to find a woman in the middle of the night, would you?"

Han Zhou was startled, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He thought to himself, "Did you install a surveillance camera next to me?"
He subtly changed the subject: "Stop talking nonsense, where did your mom go?"

It wasn't entirely to change the subject; he was genuinely curious about Jiang Baiqian's whereabouts, as she usually stayed home in the mornings.

"out."

Mo Yixia didn't say much, but suddenly picked up her pen and said, "Come and teach me this problem. I've been trying to figure it out for a long time but I still can't get it right."

Han Zhou nodded and stepped forward to check the questions. Just then, Mo Yixia's father suddenly walked into the study, making his footsteps heavy. He walked straight behind the two of them and looked at them without saying a word.

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

The man said coldly, "Xiaxia, have you forgotten what I told you? We have guests coming today. Why don't you ask your teacher to leave? My words don't seem to have any effect on him."

However, what followed proved that his words had no effect not only on Han Zhou, but also on Mo Yixia.

Mo Yixia seemed not to hear him at all, and handed the paper and pen to Han Zhou, saying, "You go ahead and speak, this is draft paper."

Seeing that Mo Yixia didn't care, Han Zhou naturally cared even less, so he immediately took the draft paper and began explaining as if no one else was around.

"The question is like this..."

Seeing himself being left out in the cold, the man's face immediately turned ugly. He wanted to lash out but didn't dare: "I've already called your mother. She'll come and talk to you later!"

"Want to eat oranges?"

Mo Yixia picked up an orange.

"I won't eat it, just listen carefully."

"Shall I peel it for you?"

"I'll call you nicely."

"..."

The man was furious, but the two men ignored him and became even more arrogant.

"Mo Yixia doesn't seem to care about this father at all..."

Han Zhou was secretly pondering the story between Mo Yixia and her father when he suddenly noticed something. The question Mo Yixia was asking was clearly one she had calculated herself; the corresponding calculation process was on the draft paper, and the result was completely correct.

This is certainly not surprising. Mo Yixia was just pretending to be a top student who excelled in only one subject. These kinds of questions were not difficult for her. She usually only asked questions and did exercises to appease Jiang Baiqian and pretend to do so, while also slacking off in the process. This was something she and Han Zhou tacitly understood.

Han Zhou knew perfectly well that Mo Yixia could solve this problem, but what truly caught his attention was something else.

He discovered that Mo Yixia had added some punctuation marks that shouldn't have appeared on the draft paper during the calculation process. And it wasn't just one or two, but they appeared repeatedly and were hidden in the formulas, making them hard to notice if you weren't paying attention.

Comma, question mark, book title mark.

An ordinary person would likely have subconsciously overlooked it—it's just a few punctuation marks—but Han Zhou has an excellent memory and of course remembered the punctuation code that Mo Yixia had set not long ago. Considering that this seemed to be the first time the other party had proactively handed him the draft paper, he couldn't help but be startled.

what's the situation?
In Mo Yixia's code, the comma signifies that she is under surveillance. At this time, she needs to speak carefully. In her words, "There's a mole, stop the affair." In short, she needs to act like a normal teacher and student and must not let this "illicit relationship" be discovered.

The problem is, this guy didn't seem to be speaking properly either...

The question mark also has a meaning, representing that Mo Yixia has something she wants to ask him, but for various reasons she can't ask it. Therefore, Han Zhou has to figure out what the question is and give the corresponding answer, which is quite a strange request.

However, what Han Zhou cared about most was the quotation marks around the book title, because in the code set by Mo Yixia, the quotation marks around the book title had an extremely important meaning—

"If it starts with quotation marks, it means your princess is in danger. At that time, you must do everything you can to save me."

Han Zhou was filled with doubt and surprise. The two of them had just practiced using punctuation and codes yesterday, so the possibility of a coincidence was unlikely. Moreover, it was unlikely that Mo Yixia would joke about this so carelessly...

So the other party is in danger now?

But where does the danger come from?

Han Zhou glanced at Mo Yixia without showing any emotion, hoping that she would give him a look, but unfortunately she didn't look at him at all. She just listened attentively as he explained the exercises, seemingly completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

Meanwhile, Mo Yixia's father watched coldly from the sidelines, seemingly intending to stay in the study and not leave.

"I can't tell at all if this guy is nervous or not..."

Han Zhou was somewhat troubled. He felt that Mo Yixia wouldn't play tricks on him, but he wasn't sure what kind of danger she meant. Did it involve personal safety or the situation of being taken away?
After much thought, he still felt the former was more likely, since if it were the latter, the other party wouldn't need to use such a subtle way to remind him...

However, if we combine the meanings of commas, question marks, and book titles simultaneously, it becomes quite alarming. It implies that the other party is currently in a dangerous situation, being monitored and restricted, unable to speak out, and forced to use coded signals to call for help...

hiss--

Imprisoning a girl?

Is it really that outrageous?
Han Zhou became increasingly alarmed, regretting that he didn't have Mo Yixia's "mind-reading" ability and couldn't guess what the other person was trying to express.

He snapped out of his reverie, pointed to the draft paper, and said, "That's exactly how it's solved. The process isn't complicated, but there are a few minor pitfalls to watch out for. Do you understand?"

He secretly winked at the other person.

"understood."

Mo Yixia nodded slightly, then asked in confusion, "What's wrong with your eyes? You keep blinking. Are you uncomfortable?"

Han Zhou almost had a heart attack: "Nothing, I didn't sleep well last night, I'm a little sleepy..."

"I have coffee at home, would you like some?"

"no need……"

"Is this guy pretending to be stupid?" Han Zhou suddenly felt a toothache. Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang. It was Jiang Baiqian calling.

He answered the call.

"Hello, is this Xiao Han?"

"it's me."

"I just heard from my husband that you were in my house, right?"

"Correct."

"Well... it's like this."

Jiang Baiqian's voice was a little nervous, "I'm so sorry, my husband has a bad temper and isn't very good at talking, but he's right, Xiaxia really doesn't need a tutor anymore, so could you please leave first? We have guests at home today, and I'll explain the specific reason to you later. Don't worry, your salary will continue to be settled until the end of the month."

Han Zhou glanced at Mo Yixia, who was engrossed in her work, and frowned, saying, "Can I see you before I leave? There are some things I want to confirm."

Jiang Baiqian said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I won't be home until the afternoon, and my husband really hates it when strange men come into contact with Xiaxia... so I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you."

"I understand," Han Zhou sighed.

Seeing him hang up the phone, the man beside him finally made a move, saying impatiently, "That call was from my wife, right? She must be your employer. Now she doesn't agree to let you stay in my house anymore, so please leave immediately, or I'll call the police!"

Han Zhou gave him a strange look: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

The man snorted coldly and remained silent.

Han Zhou looked at Mo Yixia beside him, as if asking for her opinion.

"Was that my mom calling?" Mo Yixia asked.

"Ah."

"She told you to leave my house?"

"Yes, the kind of departure where I never want to come back again."

“And we’re leaving now!” the man added from the side.

"Is that so?" Mo Yixia said calmly. "Then you should leave. The notes you gave me before are in this box."

She pulled a box out from under the desk, seemingly unconcerned about Han Zhou's departure.

Han Zhou gave her a deep look, rummaged through the box for a while, found all of Guzheng's notes, packed them up, and put them aside.

"Can I use the restroom before I leave?"

"Go."

Mo Yixia thought for a moment, then suddenly handed him two apples from the fruit plate on the table. "You can have these, I don't like them."

"Thank you."

Han Zhou stuffed the apples into his pockets, one in each hand, and walked straight into the bathroom.

The man looked at the closed bathroom door with a puzzled expression, wondering why this kid was bringing an apple to the toilet. Did it taste better to eat it there?

About five minutes later, the sound of flushing water came from the bathroom. At the same time, the air conditioner in the room suddenly stopped working, and the light in the study suddenly went out.

Mo Yixia remained calm, while the man frowned.

"Is there a power outage?"

He stared at the extinguished light above him, lost in thought, completely unaware that a figure had quietly crept to the study doorway and, taking him by surprise, forcefully tossed the apple in his hand at the back of his head.

As the man was wondering why the power had gone out, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, falling into a deep coma.

Clearly, the person who threw the apple was Han Zhou. He tiptoed into the house, and after confirming that the man was indeed unconscious, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. He then approached Mo Yixia and asked with a serious expression, "What exactly happened?"

"what do you mean?"

Mo Yixia also lowered her voice and pulled her hat brim down, looking at the man lying on the ground with some surprise, "And why did you kill him?"

"Don't worry, I didn't kill him, I just knocked him unconscious," Han Zhou said, indicating that he knew what he was doing.

Mo Yixia was even more confused: "Is there a difference? So why did you knock my dad unconscious?"

"Of course because..."

Han Zhou was about to answer when he suddenly froze, seemingly unable to believe his ears, and asked incredulously, "What the hell?"

Mo Yixia sighed and repeated, "I asked you why you knocked my dad unconscious."

"Is this guy really your dad?!"

Han Zhou was dumbfounded; this was completely different from what he had imagined!

"if not?"

Mo Yixia's tone was somewhat helpless.

"In short, the problem is very serious... You knocked out your future father-in-law."

(End of this chapter)