Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 4 Versatility
"These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth..."

Under the astonished gaze of the security guard, Han Zhou touched his nose and walked out of Huadu Residential Area, intending to take the subway home.

As expected of someone with a stamina of seven points and the "throwing proficiency" skill, even if Guzheng threw a pillow, it almost made him see stars, and his nose is still aching slightly.

Although it was already afternoon, the temperature was still hot. Han Zhou returned home covered in sweat, first made a quick meal with the vegetables in the refrigerator, and then took a hot shower.

The fan whirred, barely dispelling some of the heat. He sat by the window, silently pondering his future plans.

Earning points is of course the top priority. In addition, I need to find a way to make money. Although Lincheng University is in Lincheng, it is located on the very edge of Lincheng City, bordering Fen Province. It's almost like going out of the province. A round trip will take about half a day, so I will definitely have to live on campus.

Living in a university dormitory is expensive. The money his father left behind when he left was not much, and he has almost used it all up. Although he has saved money from part-time jobs, it is only enough to cover daily expenses. It will definitely not be enough in the long run.

Putting aside tuition fees, I also need to get a new phone before the start of the semester. Although people around me are used to it, bringing a phone with a cracked screen to school will definitely attract some unnecessary gossip. Besides, this phone was a second-hand one that my father gave me after I started high school, and it's no longer working properly.

Ever since his gambling father became addicted, he has hardly bought anything for the family, so they still only use fans. Han Zhou is reluctant to spend money to install an air conditioner for the time being.

As for how to make money, Han Zhou doesn't have a clear plan yet. He did have the idea of ​​starting a business in his previous life, but unfortunately he died before he could put it into practice. The development trajectories of the two worlds are similar, so it's not very realistic to try to make money by taking advantage of his "foresight".

Although he doesn't know how to make big money yet, he already has ideas on how to make some small money and is quite confident about it.

"Ding dong."

While he was thinking, his phone suddenly beeped with a message notification. Han Zhou looked down and saw that it was a message from Lin Anyu sent via Fetion.

Are you free tonight? Let's go get some barbecue.

Han Zhou was exhausted from going up and down the stairs at Guzheng's place today and didn't want to move, so he replied, "I'm too tired today, I want to rest early."

"Oh, is that so? Are you busy the day after tomorrow? Can you do me a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

"Agree first, then we'll talk."

"Tell me what it is first."

"You agree first."

"Sleep."

Lin Anyu on the other end of the screen got anxious and quickly replied, "You're not being nice enough, kid. It's really just a small favor, no trouble at all."

"Then tell me what it is first. Let me make it clear, I won't meet your online boyfriend on your behalf anymore."

"What kind of person do you take me for? At least this isn't the matter I need to ask you for help the day after tomorrow."

"What happens next?"

Um... you can always be prepared.

Han Zhou resisted the urge to block the guy: "Fine, don't say anything then, I'm really going to sleep."

"Who are you trying to fool? It's only seven o'clock!"

"..."

……

The next morning at eight o'clock, Han Zhou arrived at Yunhuan Community on time, following the address left by Mo Yixia.

Lin Anyu sent a bunch of messages last night, but he didn't say what he wanted, so Han Zhou simply ignored him. That's just how this guy is; he'll definitely confess today.

As he arrived at the entrance of the residential compound, he was about to send a message to Mo Yixia to let her know that he had arrived when he suddenly saw a girl wearing a baseball cap and a mask walking hurriedly out of the compound. It was Mo Yixia.

She used her access card to open the gate to the residential complex, signaling Han Zhou to come in. Then she led him towards Building 16, remaining silent throughout the process and appearing indifferent to Han Zhou.

Han Zhou didn't care. The task posted in the status bar had already indicated that this girl had a mild nihilistic mentality and probably disliked everyone. If it weren't for the little bit of free time, she probably wouldn't have spoken to him at all yesterday.

When they got downstairs, Mo Yixia finally said her first words of the day: "When you see my mom later, just say that you took the initiative to find a tutoring job. Don't say that I asked you to do it. She has prepared a few test papers for you, so you must answer them carefully."

Han Zhou was taken aback: "Exam paper?"

He had never been a tutor before. Do you need to take an exam to become a tutor?
"Yes, these are all mock college entrance exam questions, so they should be quite difficult. You should be fine with them, right?"

"No problem, but is this all there is to it?"

Mo Yixia was silent for a moment: "That's fine. At my house, as long as you do well on the test, that's enough. She knows you did well on the college entrance exam and is very satisfied with you. Let's go, my house is on the 32nd floor." Han Zhou paused, then suddenly asked, "The elevator shouldn't be broken, right?"

Mo Yixia turned around and glanced at him, saying irritably, "What are you thinking? Of course it's not bad."

The two took the elevator upstairs.

Mo Yixia's mother is named Jiang Baiqian. She is a dignified woman with exquisite makeup and expensive clothes. She has a full set of earrings, necklaces, and bracelets, and almost every piece of jewelry she could wear, giving her the air of a wealthy lady.

Judging from the furnishings inside the house, it's clear that this family is quite wealthy.

And just as Mo Yixia had said, Jiang Baiqian was quite friendly to Han Zhou, especially after seeing that he had spent two hours completing a test paper, her attitude became even more cordial.

She sat on the sofa, staring at the score on the test paper, seemingly more and more satisfied. She smiled and said, "No wonder you got into a top school. I asked a teacher friend to help me make this test paper. She said it was quite difficult, but your score was almost perfect."

"Not at all, these questions are very well designed."

Han Zhou smiled politely. He was not used to the strong perfume on the other person. He did not expect that the first day of "job" would be an exam. Fortunately, the college entrance examination was not long ago and he had not forgotten his high school knowledge.

Looking at the smile on the other person's face, a thought suddenly popped into his mind: what if he had just done poorly on the test? He wondered what the other person's attitude would be now...

Of course, this is just a hypothetical situation. The fact is that he did very well on the exam, so Jiang Baiqian was relieved. Moreover, she seemed to have been prepared for this and quickly told him about the tutoring arrangements, clearly agreeing to let him be her tutor.

Jiang Baiqian put down the test paper and said seriously, "Xiaxia's math and physics are her weak points. You are so good at studying, so it shouldn't be a problem for you to teach her. I'll have to trouble you with the rest."

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Han Zhou glanced at Mo Yixia, who was currently making tea. Her movements looked quite professional, indicating that she had practiced intentionally.

However, he couldn't understand why the girl was wearing a mask and a baseball cap at home.

Jiang Baiqian glanced at the time, stood up and said, "I have something to do and need to go out for a bit. Han... I'll just call you Teacher Han. I've already prepared lunch in advance. You can just heat it up and eat. You can eat at my house later."

Han Zhou was taken aback. Just as he was about to politely decline, he heard the other person continue, "Xiaxia, you should get to know Teacher Han better. There will be no class today. You should do the rest of the test papers carefully, and I will check them when I get back."

Mo Yixia remained silent, not even lifting her eyelids upon hearing this, but it seemed she had tacitly agreed.

Han Zhou had long noticed that the way the mother and daughter interacted was a bit strange, but they didn't seem to be trying to hide it from outsiders, so he could only pretend he didn't see it.

Jiang Baiqian seemed to be in a hurry. She gave Mo Yixia a few instructions and then closed the door and left. At the same time, Mo Yixia placed the tea she had just brewed in front of Han Zhou.

"Thank you."

Han Zhou picked up his teacup, but before he could even take a sip, the other person suddenly handed him a mask. He asked in confusion, "Why are you giving me this? I was just wondering why you've been wearing a mask and hat at home. Have you caught a cold?"

Mo Yixia shoved the mask into his hand and shook her head, saying, "No."

"why?"

"Put it on first and then we'll talk."

Han Zhou had no choice but to put his mask on, and then asked, "Now that you're on, can you tell me why?"

Mo Yixia sat down in the chair opposite her, swirling the tea in her cup, and suddenly said something out of the blue: "I have surveillance cameras in my house."

"It would be strange if your mom left you and me together without any security cameras..." she said, looking puzzled. "But what does this have to do with whether or not we're wearing masks?"

"I don't want my mom to hear our conversation."

"Ok?"

Mo Yixia explained, “My mom doesn’t spend much time at home. To monitor my studies, there are cameras almost everywhere in the house, even in my room. So I warned her that it’s okay to install cameras, but they have to be silent. She has to give me some basic freedom, and she agreed.”

Han Zhou was silent for a moment. He seemed to suddenly understand why this guy was so misanthropic. He said half-jokingly, "Your mother can't hear you anymore. You're not wearing a mask to cover your mouth, are you?"

He was just saying it casually, but to his surprise, the other person nodded seriously, his eyes revealing deep weariness.

“That’s right. She later went to learn how to read lips, so remember to wear a mask when you come to my house, especially when we’re discussing ‘free time’.”

Han Zhou stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time, and could only utter a heartfelt sigh.

"Well, I didn't realize your mom was so talented..."

(End of this chapter)