Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 51 Getting married is something to consider.
The fan was blowing loudly, but the flowing air did nothing to cool things down.

Han Zhou was silent for a moment, then asked somewhat uncertainly, "You also received the mass message?"

"Ok?"

Mo Yixia on the other end of the phone made a nasal sound.

"I mean, why did you suddenly ask that?"

Mo Yixia didn't answer, but calmly said, "I'm about to have lunch. It's a meal for two people. If you haven't eaten, come and join me."

Han Zhou was taken aback, then overjoyed. They had even prepared his meal, wasn't that implying that he didn't have to leave?

There's no mistake... this guy definitely passed the test!
"Is this considered a victory celebration?" he asked excitedly.

"Consider this a farewell dinner." Mo Yixia's voice was cold.

Han Zhou's expression froze.

……

When Han Zhou arrived at Mo Yixia's house with a bitter face, Mo Yixia was packing the notebooks she had borrowed from Guzheng into cardboard boxes one by one.

She was still wearing a mask and a baseball cap, moving slowly and quietly without making a sound. Seeing that Han Zhou's expression was getting worse, she asked curiously, "What's with that expression?"

Han Zhou habitually took the mask from her and put it on. He looked around and, seeing that Jiang Baiqian didn't seem to be home, he mustered up his courage and said irritably, "What's with that expression? What are you doing?"

"Put these things away, I won't need them anymore."

"Not needed? You're not really asking me to come here for a farewell dinner, are you?"

"Take off your sunglasses, and I'll tell you."

"Do you have some kind of perverse sense of humor...?"

Han Zhou sighed and reluctantly took off his sunglasses.

Mo Yixia sealed the cardboard box with transparent tape, looked up and stared carefully into his eyes for a while, but didn't laugh. She stood up and said, "Your eyes tell me that you can't accept the outcome of breaking up, so can I understand that you haven't achieved your real purpose of getting close to me?"

Han Zhou was taken aback.

Actually, his main purpose in approaching Mo Yixia was to obtain the fifty points from the side quest. Now that the side quest is completed, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he should not see Mo Yixia again after school starts in about ten days.

The period at the beginning of university is very busy, and the senior year of high school is the most tiring time of high school life. Both of them have to stay at school and have no chance to see each other.

In other words, the remaining ten days or so of summer vacation are the last time they can spend together, and with the completion of the side quests, Han Zhou can basically only get a small amount of points from the daily quests.

From the perspective of points alone, staying by Mo Yixia's side is no longer a high priority. It would be better to use the remaining time to get closer to Zhong Ling and get all the points from her side quests and unlocking quests. There is no need to insist on staying here as a tutor.

This is no longer something that needs to be done.

But why am I still unwilling to leave like this?
Han Zhou quickly figured out the reason, because he had already considered Mo Yixia as a friend.

Even though the initial bond of shared interests was no longer relevant, from a friend's perspective, he still didn't want the girl to be locked up at home alone, eating a large meal by herself, wearing a hat and mask to shut herself off, doing homework alone in a room full of surveillance cameras, not allowed to go out, and even the right to open the curtains had to be granted.

It wasn't out of pity—Mo Yixia didn't need pity—he just wanted to spend more time with this special girl until she returned to school after the semester started. Perhaps life wouldn't be so dull then.

Why insist on focusing on my motives?

Thinking of this, Han Zhou laughed and said, "There are free and plentiful lunches every day, and you can get such a high salary while slacking off. Tutoring jobs like this are hard to find. It's normal for me not to want to break up and leave, right?"

"is it?"

Mo Yixia withdrew her gaze, clapped her hands, and walked towards the living room. "Since you like free lunch so much, let's eat first."

"Also, you can relieve bruises around the eyes with a warm compress. You don't even know this basic common sense?"

Han Zhou, of course, wouldn't tell the other party that he was deliberately trying to maintain this miserable image. After washing his hands, he sat down at the dining table.

Mo Yixia took off her mask, revealing a delicate face with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. It's hard not to be amazed by her face no matter when you look at it.

Han Zhou looked at the dishes on the table and asked in confusion, "Why isn't there any fish today?"

Fish was a staple in their meals every day, even though Mo Yixia didn't eat it.

“Because I cooked today’s meal, and I don’t like fish.” Mo Yixia glanced at him and said, “However, it was indeed my oversight to forget that someone needs to eat fish to boost their brainpower, so…”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly shut her mouth and silently began to eat her rice.

Han Zhou instantly realized what was happening and said with a smile, "With what? Speak up, why did you stop there?"

He lowered his voice and said in an aggressive tone, "You wouldn't be saying... I'll be more careful in the future, would you?"

There will be no future.

Mo Yixia didn't want to look at him. "Your expression right now is disgusting, and it's a kind of self-righteous disgusting."

Han Zhou remained calm and confident, saying, "You can't fool me. I've remembered what you said last time—'From today onwards, I will protect you by any means necessary and will never let you be replaced.' Since I won't be replaced, then this meal today will definitely not be a farewell dinner."

Mo Yixia ate her vegetables in small bites, her tone seemingly tinged with helplessness: "I'm right about what I said, but why are you so smug?"

Han Zhou smiled without saying a word, completely relaxing. He tasted the dishes on the table; Mo Yixia's cooking was good, but probably not as good as Gu Zheng's—except for the soup. Mo Yixia was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "I did pass the test, and you really don't need to leave."

She glanced at Han Zhou.

The latter wasn't too happy yet, and tentatively asked somewhat uneasily, "I guess there's a 'but' coming up."

"That's right, I barely passed all my subjects this time, so my mom asked me to make even greater progress in the next test."

Han Zhou hesitated for a moment, but his unease vanished instantly. He thought to himself, "This isn't difficult at all."

He really wanted to say, "Can we just stop pretending? Don't you know how bad you were in physics and math before? If you hadn't suddenly had a breakthrough, it would have been impossible for you to pass the test with an 80% score."

It's impossible for him to suddenly become a star student, so unless he cheated, there's only one possibility—if he wasn't pretending to be a bad student before, he would have written his name backwards!

Han Zhou had only had some doubts before, but now he can be basically certain that Mo Yixia's studies are not only not bad, but actually very good. Otherwise, it would not be easy to control her scores and make all her subjects pass by the minimum.

However, since Mo Yixia didn't say anything, he was too lazy to point it out, and he wouldn't bother to investigate why she did it, lest he anger her again.

"Okay, then keep up the good work. I believe in you. Keep it up!"

He gave a few perfunctory replies and then asked, "By the way, what did you mean by what you said on the phone? Why did you suddenly ask me if I thought you were stupid?"

"Your way of changing the subject is really awkward."

Mo Yixia sighed softly and said, "Because for a moment I really felt that I was very stupid, so I wanted to find someone to confirm it."

"What do you mean?" Han Zhou asked, intrigued.

"I went to great lengths to pass the test, but someone did nothing and can stay at my house eating the food I cook without caring about the predicament I'm about to face."

Han Zhou, completely oblivious to his role as "someone," asked, "What predicament?"

"My dad is coming back."

"Oh, your dad..."

Han Zhou initially thought nothing of it, but suddenly he was startled and asked in disbelief, "Are you... are you telling a horror story?"

Mo Yixia wondered why he had such a strong reaction, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "You could say that's a fair description."

"What's he coming back for?"

"Of course, it's to pick me and my mom up."

Take you and your mother away?!

Han Zhou's arm trembled, and he almost dropped his chopsticks. He thought to himself, "I've been in this world for so long, am I finally going to come into contact with the supernatural elements of this world?"
He said in a trembling voice, "You're not kidding, are you?"

"I was serious."

Mo Yixia asked in confusion, "But why are you so nervous? Are you worried that my dad will find out about our affair?"

Please watch your wording.

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he said irritably, "I'm just worried about you."

Mo Yixia seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then pulled her hat brim down a little.

After a moment of silence, Han Zhou sensed something was amiss and tentatively asked, "Wait... does 'taking you away' mean what I understand it to mean?"

"Is there any other meaning behind those words?"

Mo Yixia was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "If you can't stop him, you'll never see me again."

"So he wants my help..." Han Zhou's expression turned serious, and he quickly asked, "Then how can I stop him? What can I do?"

"It's simple. When you see him, grab his leg, kneel down, and beg him not to take me away. Tell him I'm pregnant with his child, and that he'll haunt you even as a ghost if he loses me..."

Don't do that, I'm afraid your dad will just take me away too...

Can't you be serious for once?

Han Zhou reluctantly interrupted Mo Yixia's ramblings and pondered, "How about we go out and ask a Taoist priest after we finish eating?"

"Taoist priest?"

Mo Yixia frowned slightly. What kind of seriousness is this?
“Being a monk is fine, of course, but I still have more faith in Lam Ching-ying… If all else fails, you might as well become a monk.”

Mo Yixia initially thought Han Zhou was joking, but gradually realized he was serious, so she couldn't help but look up at him strangely.

"What are you talking about? Why should I become a nun when my father comes back? Well, getting married isn't out of the question..."

Seeing her so calm, Han Zhou realized he might have misunderstood. After a moment's hesitation, he asked suspiciously, "Didn't your father pass away last year?"

Mo Yixia took a deep breath, suddenly put down her chopsticks, and looked at him expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)