Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 84 Big misunderstanding
For Han Zhou, there is probably no weather more suitable for sleeping than a rainy day.

After taking a shower and returning to his room, the clean bedding exuded a faint fragrance, the rhythmic sound of heavy rain was like a lullaby, and the cool air from the air conditioner made him feel no heat. He quickly drifted off to sleep.

Although the scenario was that of a man and a woman alone in a room, no embarrassing or heart-pounding unexpected events occurred that night, such as accidentally entering the wrong room in the middle of the night, bumping into each other in the bathroom, or passing by an open room and seeing the other changing clothes.

The whole night was peaceful; it was impossible for it not to be, because there were absolutely no conditions to trigger any unexpected events.

After receiving Miao Yan'er's call, Han Zhou and Gu Zheng were both instructed to take a shower and return to their respective rooms immediately. Not only that, Miao Yan'er also ordered the two of them not to step out of their rooms that night.

Han Zhou looked completely bewildered when he heard about the phone call.

He didn't know if Sister Miao had drunk too much fake alcohol tonight, because she said a bunch of incomprehensible things on the other end of the phone. She also told him to go and check the pile of wooden sticks that had been broken by the other party in the storage room when he had time, and warned him to think more about the consequences of everything. Her words were quite meaningful, but he had no idea what to do.

Gu Zheng was a little unhappy. Han Zhou had a habit of going to bed early, but she did not. She had originally planned to chat with Han Zhou some more, but she had to submit to the tyranny of the emperor in her family. However, she was still bothered by what Han Zhou had said earlier, so she punched him twice before entering the room to make him remember that he was the most powerful.

Han Zhou slept very soundly that night.

However, it turns out that sometimes sleeping too soundly is not a good thing. When he woke up, it was already past eight in the morning, a full half hour later than usual.

If that were all, it wouldn't have been so bad. It was only then that he realized he had forgotten something very important: Gu Zheng's house was much farther from Mo Yixia's house than his own, and it would take a lot of time to get there.

You see, he usually starts teaching Mo Yixia at 8:30, so even if he rushed over now, it would be too late.

Although being late once is unlikely to cause any problems and Mo Yixia certainly won't care, it might be difficult to explain to Jiang Baiqian, especially since they have a conversation today. Therefore, even if they are late, they can't stay late for too long.

So Han Zhou quickly dressed and rushed to the bathroom to wash up. But he accidentally bumped into Gu Zheng, who was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror.

Gu Zheng doesn't like to sleep in. She had just woken up and was planning to wake Han Zhou after washing up, but instead, she bumped into him.

With her mouth full of foam, she stumbled back a few steps caught off guard. She wasn't angry, but rubbed her leg and asked, "Be careful, why are you in such a hurry? You buttoned your shirt wrong, are you alright?"

Even though she was the one who got hit, she was worried about whether Han Zhou was alright.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to get to work, I'm going to be late." Han Zhou said hurriedly, glancing worriedly at Gu Zheng's leg, "I'm fine, are you hurt?"

He is currently in a "near death" state, but he has great strength and is worried that he just injured the other party.

"What could possibly happen to me? You'd better be careful not to hurt yourself."

Gu Zheng is in good physical condition; her right leg was a little sore from the bump but she wasn't injured. Then she remembered that Han Zhou had a tutoring job, and being late would definitely not be a good thing. So she quickly grabbed a towel and handed it to him, urging him indistinctly, "Then hurry up. There's milk and bread in the living room. Take it and eat as you walk."

"I'm not eating anymore, I'm running late. I'll probably come back this afternoon, I'm leaving now!"

Han Zhou hurriedly washed his face, tidied his hair in front of the mirror, put on his shoes, and rushed towards the door, looking just like a high school student who was about to be late.

"Han Zhou, you buttoned your shirt wrong!"

Gu Zheng, clutching her leg, walked out of the bathroom to offer her a reminder.

"understood!"

Han Zhou opened the door, unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar with one hand, closed the door, and hurriedly ran towards the elevator.

He was extremely anxious. He buttoned his shirt as he ran to the elevator, expecting to wait for it. But as soon as he got there, the elevator doors opened in front of him, revealing a man and a woman inside who seemed to be chatting. When they saw him, they immediately stopped talking and stared blankly at each other.

Han Zhou was also taken aback, because these two people were none other than Gu Zheng's parents, Gu Lang and Miao Yan'er.

"Good morning, uncles and aunts. I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry!"

He didn't bother with pleasantries, hurriedly greeted the two, then pushed the still bewildered people out of the elevator, and quickly climbed in himself, pressing the button for the first floor. During this time, he was still frantically buttoning his shirt, he couldn't have been more anxious.

As the elevator doors closed again, Gu Lang and Miao Yan'er looked at each other, both seeing the confusion on each other's faces.

Gu Lang, a handsome middle-aged man, wondered, "Why is Han Zhou in such a panic? He looks like he's done something wrong. And Xiao Zheng, that girl, is really something. Why did she give him my favorite floral shirt? Not everyone can pull off that shirt..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a cigarette case from his pocket, intending to secretly put one in his mouth.

Miao Yan'er was concerned about something else at the moment.

She slapped the cigarette out of her husband's hand, and remembering the phone call last night, she said worriedly, "Didn't you notice that Han Zhou's eyes looked a little guilty just now? He seemed flustered, and he even pushed us out of the elevator and ran away by himself. Could it be that he did something wrong and is afraid to face us?"

"What guilty conscience do you have?"

Gu Lang picked up the cigarette from the ground with a pained expression, his tone somewhat puzzled.

"Two young people who have just come of age spent a night together, one of whom is a hot-blooded young man. What kind of bad things could they possibly do?"

Gu Lang was taken aback, but quickly understood his wife's meaning. The cigarette he had just picked up fell back to the ground, and he hesitated, saying, "No way..."

He felt that neither Han Zhou nor his daughter could be so impulsive.

But then he recalled that the way Han Zhou was buttoning his shirt while running was exactly like those customers who, halfway through their encounter, would hear about a raid on prostitution and run away while pulling up their pants. Even their panicked expressions were exactly the same, and he instantly felt nervous.

He and his wife exchanged a glance, then rushed to the front door, quickly unlocked it with their keys, and saw the guzheng that had just finished washing up.

The girl seemed a little unhappy, sitting on the sofa drinking milk in a sullen mood, with a half-eaten piece of bread in her hand.

Seeing the two people rushing into the house, Gu Zheng asked in surprise, "Dad, Mom, why are you back so early?"

Seeing their tense expressions, she was a little puzzled and said, "By the way, Han Zhou just left. Did you see him?"

"I saw it. We bumped into him as soon as we got out of the elevator. That kid was in a hurry and ran away as soon as he saw us."

From the moment she entered the door, Miao Yan'er had been scrutinizing her daughter's body and expression, asking, "I was only gone this morning, why are you eating bread?"

Gu Zheng pouted and revealed her plan: "I originally wanted Han Zhou to cook for me, his cooking is quite good, but he had to leave early because of an emergency. I was bored and too lazy to cook, so I just ate bread... Have you guys had breakfast?"

Gu Lang sighed and said, "Your mother was worried about you, so she dragged me back as soon as it was light. She was exhausted and didn't have time to eat breakfast." "What's there to worry about? I'm not a child anymore."

Gu Zheng felt that her parents were acting strangely, so she got up helplessly and said, "If you're tired, rest for a while. I'll go cook for you."

She put down the bread and walked toward the kitchen. Her right leg, which had been bumped by Han Zhou earlier, was still aching, so she could only try to use her left leg, which made her walk rather strangely.

Gu Lang watched for a while, then his expression changed drastically. He asked anxiously, "Xiao Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Zheng thought the other person was concerned about her injured leg. She got angry whenever she thought about it and complained, "It's all because of Han Zhou. He's like a starving ghost reincarnated. He just barged in and did nothing. I don't know what he's in such a hurry for."

She wasn't really angry; she was just venting.

This sentence contained a wealth of information, and Gu Lang was immediately struck dumb, staggering back a few steps, his face ashen.

Miao Yan'er took several deep breaths to calm herself down, feeling that she needed to confirm this matter again. So she asked tentatively with a serious face, "Xiao Zheng, did you two... have a big... big battle last night?"

Gu Zheng was taken aback, wondering why her mother would suddenly ask this. After thinking for a moment, she said, "It wasn't a big battle, we only exchanged a couple of moves at most. I ambushed him... Mom, where are you going?"

Miao Yan'er's face was ashen, and her voice was squeezed out from between her teeth, extremely cold.

"Go to the kitchen and get a knife."

"Taking a knife? Are you going to cook for yourself?" Gu Zheng asked, puzzled. "Dad, where are you going again?"

Gu Lang was heartbroken and wished he could slap himself twice.

"I'll go look in the storage room; there should be a rusty pair of scissors in the house."

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At this moment, Han Zhou was unaware that he had been sentenced to death by Gu Zheng's parents. It wasn't until he reached the entrance of the residential area that he realized he was still wearing the change of clothes that Gu Zheng had given him the night before—a brightly colored floral shirt, mostly yellow, with messy patterns, which at first glance looked a bit like a dragon robe.

The pants were wide-legged casual pants, and paired with sunglasses, the whole outfit gave off a street hustler vibe.

The clothes he took off yesterday have actually been washed, but he was in such a hurry to leave that he forgot to change. It's too late to go back and change now, so he'll have to take them with him next time he comes.

"Uncle Gu's taste in clothes is really questionable..."

Han Zhou felt a sharp pain in his tooth. In the short few minutes he had walked out of the residential area, he had already felt several strange looks from others. But there was no time to go back and change his clothes now, so he could only bite the bullet and head to Mo Yixia's house.

It was almost nine o'clock when Han Zhou arrived at Yunhuan Residential Area, a full half hour late. It was then that Han Zhou realized he had forgotten something important again.

He left his access card in the pants he had changed out of yesterday, but today's security guard was a complete stranger who didn't recognize him at all. He was also stubborn and, after much negotiation, refused to let him into the community.

Left with no other option, Han Zhou had to call Jiang Baiqian to explain the situation and apologize for being late.

The latter said it was okay and originally wanted to directly notify the security guard to open the door, but Mo Yixia seized the opportunity and somehow got Jiang Baiqian's consent to volunteer to pick up Han Zhou.

A short while later, a girl wearing a mask and a baseball cap appeared at the entrance of the residential compound.

The moment Mo Yixia saw Han Zhou, even with her composed nature, she was stunned for a few seconds. She stared at Han Zhou through the gate for a while before leading him into the community.

The two walked side by side on the road in the neighborhood. The heavy rain had stopped during the night, and there was not much standing water on the road, at most some small puddles. The air was fresh.

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

Upon seeing the mission notification, Han Zhou couldn't deny feeling ashamed and indignant. He said helplessly, "You're laughing, aren't you?"

"No." Mo Yixia silently lowered the brim of her hat.

"He definitely laughed."

"Why should I laugh?"

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

"Stop pretending, you're still laughing, you haven't stopped."

"Really not... pfft."

Mo Yixia couldn't help but chuckle. "Can you tell me why you're dressed like this? Wearing a dragon robe, to put it nicely, you look like a fallen emperor. What, are you making a firm statement and trying to win back me, the princess of our neighboring country?"

"Don't ask, I didn't want to dress like this either."

Mo Yixia didn't press the matter, and said calmly, "You came half an hour later than usual today. If I hadn't strongly advised against it, my mom would definitely have docked your pay."

"Really? Thank you so much."

Han Zhou chuckled dryly. Usually, after saying this, it meant that this guy was about to make demands.

Mo Yixia glanced at him, then suddenly pulled down her mask, revealing her delicate nose. She brought it close to her nose and smelled it, then put her mask back on, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression.

She clicked her tongue and said indifferently, "No wonder he was so perfunctory. It turns out our scumbag has found someone new."

Han Zhou was taken aback.

Mo Yixia continued, "The shampoo and shower gel you used today smell different from usual, and you're suddenly wearing such flashy clothes that don't suit your personality. So I'm guessing that you stayed overnight at someone's house, and most likely a girl."

"The last point has no reason; it's just intuition."

Han Zhou was dumbfounded, staring at her as if he had seen a ghost.

I know you're a secret agent, but when did you start working as a police dog?
I'm almost fully recovered from my illness. Tomorrow and the day after, I'll write 10,000 words a day to catch up on what I missed these past few days.

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