Male transmigrates into female: The male protagonists all love to eavesdrop on my innermost thoughts

“You…” Long Yuan wanted to ask him how he should handle his relationship with Bai Luoluo in the future, so that he could have some advice.

But the words were on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed them back with difficulty.

Long Yuan is really confused about Bai Luoluo right now. He has a feeling of being neither interested in her nor willing to give her up.

After loving each other for so many years, how can you just let go?

Forget it, let's wait until Luo Luo comes back and see. At worst, it's just giving up on a fake relationship that the other person deliberately created.

As expected, Yao Qianyou's first reaction after hearing Lü Bu's words was to refuse.

"No, I... I can't get away, please go back!" The girl lowered her head and timidly declined.

I thought Mu Yunya had really gotten better, but it turns out she just came up with other, even more torturous methods.

Now, no matter what she does, she dares not leave the monitored area. If she goes to Mu Yunya's dormitory, it's hard to say whether she will be able to come out alive.

Lu Bu knew what she was afraid of. After all, he had seen how the boss and Tan Weixin had bullied her in the past.

"It's really just asking you to go over and help our boss with his homework."

Our eldest daughter's grades are so good that she has already learned everything the teacher teaches on her own, so she's too lazy to do those low-level assignments.

But we can't just hire anyone to write it, lest it lower her standards.

If it weren't for the fact that the people who helped write it before were all unavailable...

"Do you think we'd even think of you?" Lu Bu rolled his eyes, clearly looking down on the other person.

Yao Qianyou slowly loosened her grip on the backpack strap.

In terms of earning power and social skills, she may not be as good as others.

But when it comes to doing homework for students of the same grade, in the Eastern Emperor, apart from the Crown Prince, she believes she can't lose to anyone.

Lu Bu didn't expect this trick to actually work, so he pressed on: "Before, our boss would give those guys five thousand for each piece they wrote."

But they only said they'd give you a thousand; it's clearly an attempt to pick the tallest among the short.

Even our boss doesn't think highly of you, and yet you're acting all dramatic.

Just give me a straight answer: do you actually have that ability?

If you can't write well, I'll go find someone better than you.

Yao Qianyou bit her lower lip in humiliation. She was the top student in the elite B class and had entered Donghuang University as the top student in the province.

These wealthy people completely ignored her academic performance simply because she was a specially admitted student.

Although the Elite B class doesn't have monthly exams like the A class, they still took one last month.

She was first in Class B, and if Class A were merged, her score would only be lower than Di Tianhuang's.

Do they really not see any of these things?

Others give her five thousand, but she only gets one thousand. How can she accept that?

Writing for a thousand yuan a time, what a lucrative business! Oh well, it'll ease the burden on my parents.

Don't assume that just because the college offers free room and board and tuition, you won't have to spend a penny. On the contrary, the expenses here are actually greater than those of a university where nothing is waived.

In the dorm, we often have to split the bill and buy shared items, and some essential extracurricular study materials are ridiculously expensive...

All in all, she has to spend at least three thousand yuan every month.

Other students could tutor to make ends meet, but she couldn't, because she had to deal with the bullying from Mu Yunya and her friends all the time.

After much consideration, I finally decided to take on the job.

With a heart full of trepidation, Yao Qianyou arrived at Luoshui Bay.

I didn't dare to look up or look around the whole way, for fear of accidentally seeing something I shouldn't have.

Even after entering the villa's main hall and sensing the presence of other people in the room, they still dared not look up.

She acted like a timid young wife, clutching her schoolbag like a quail.

"You're here?" Mu Zhenzheng greeted as he came downstairs, "Lu Bu, please have a seat with her. Dinner will be served soon, you can get back to work after you finish eating!"

"I...I've already eaten. Where should I write this?" Yao Qianyou mustered her courage and looked at Mu Zhen.

Mu Zhen waved her hand lazily: "Don't be shy. I said I'd protect you from now on, and I mean it. Besides, school just ended. Where did you go to eat?"

Yao Qianyou wasn't not hungry, but she was afraid they would put drugs in her food. However, just as she was about to refuse again, she froze.

Her large, watery eyes stared blankly at the two people on the sofa.

The young warlord and the God of War are actually here too?

She wasn't familiar with Mu Yunfei, as he had only recently taken office, but she was very familiar with Long Yuan, who was the most revered figure in her heart.

Almost every household in the village has his portrait displayed on their door.

With the Northern King here, what does she have to fear?

No longer refusing, he sat properly in the single sofa pointed to by Lü Buzhi.

With her hands resting flat on her knees and her eyelids lowered, she would occasionally steal a glance at Long Yuan and the others out of curiosity.

Seeing that they were staring at the dark television screen, I followed their example and looked at the screen as well.

Mu Zhen: ...

Is mental illness contagious, or are all academic high-achievers just this perplexing?

I did think about turning on the TV before, but they wouldn't allow it and insisted on watching a black screen. It's insane!

Long Yuan sneered inwardly. How else could he monitor your every move if the screen wasn't blacked out?

Mu Zhen took out several books from her schoolbag, along with a note on a piece of paper on which she needed to complete the assignments.

Looking at the beautiful handwriting on the note, Mu Zhen felt like she could lift her tailbone to the sky.

I've been in school for over a month, and I haven't accomplished nothing. Look at how long I've been practicing!

He honed his once terrible handwriting to perfection, making it virtually indistinguishable from Mu Yunya's.

To be honest, although Mu Yunya is not a good person, her handwriting is truly amazing, and it looks very high-end and classy!

When I get back, let's see who dares to laugh at my handwriting now, saying it looks like earthworms mating!

"Pfft!" Long Yuan spat out a mouthful of tea back into the cup, and a lot of it also spilled onto his pants. He took the towel that Lü Bu handed him and wiped his mouth.

What kind of adjectives are these? I really can't imagine what kind of font would look like earthworms mating.

How ugly would that look?

"King of the North, are you alright? Quickly drink some warm water to soothe your throat!" Yao Qianyou was afraid that their Eastern Kingdom's God of War had damaged his voice.

He hurried over, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to her.

At the dining table, Mu Zhen watched this scene with a heavy heart.

So, no matter who I hire, they'll all end up as their maids? Are you kidding me? I'm the owner here!

Your job is to come and fawn over me, not to deal with these two plagues!

When it was time to eat, the six of them sat around a table. Except for Yao Qianyou, who was a bit reserved, everyone else seemed quite comfortable.

Of course, Long Yuan and Mu Yunfei were still the ones receiving the most attention.

Liu Si served Mu Yunfei a bowl of soup, his face full of servility: "Young Commander, this is a recipe my father specially taught me last night."

He insisted that I make it for you two to try, and that he would teach me new recipes every day.

I promise that from now on, you'll not only eat well every day, but also get nourishment and stomach health benefits.