The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 173 I like the feeling of being with three people.
Zhang Muchen's eyes lit up when he saw the "Deal" message from Liu Wuyang, and a surge of secret pleasure immediately welled up inside him.

one stone two bird.

Tsk tsk, Sister Yang, you've walked right into a trap.

He smirked: "Three hours of free tutoring, and you'll even get residency after you learn it."

Just as Zhang Muchen was pondering how to plan his studies for tomorrow, a soft knock sounded on the door.

"Mu Chen, come out for dinner." Xu Qing's gentle voice came from outside the door.

"Oh, here it comes." Zhang Muchen jumped out of bed, slipped on his slippers, and opened the door.

Xu Qing stood at the door and asked with concern when he came out, "Are you alright? You've been shut in there as soon as you got back."

Zhang Muchen scratched his head.

When the system issued the task, I just wanted to find a quiet place.

"Oh, it's nothing, Auntie. I'm just a little tired from playing outside, I'll lie down and rest for a bit."

"That's good. Come and eat. Your mom's stewed ribs smell delicious."

Zhang Muchen walked to the dining table and served himself a bowl of cooked ribs. Just as he picked up a piece of meat, Mei Yinglan's gaze fell on him.

"Where were you last night?"

Zhang Muchen, biting his chopsticks, answered somewhat vaguely, "I stayed at a classmate's house overnight."

"And where did you go today?"

Zhang Muchen looked up at her and joked with a smile, "Mom, are you investigating me?"

"Zhang Muchen." Mei Yinglan put down her chopsticks, her face darkening. "You've been nowhere to be seen all day. If we don't investigate you, who should we investigate?"

Seeing this, Zhang Beifang quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Wife, I think..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mei Yinglan slowly turned her head and gave her a cold but precise look.

His eyes seemed to say: You dare to speak up for him?
Zhang Beifang immediately fell silent and lowered his head to drink his soup.

Xu Qing sat to the side, watching the family with an air of nonchalance.

She didn't interrupt and quietly drank her soup.

I, as an outsider, don't interfere in family conflicts.

Unless Yinglan suddenly gets so emotional that she flips the table and hits the child.

However, after glancing at Zhang Muchen's height of over 1.8 meters and then at Ying Lan's slender wrists, she silently shook her head: "I can't fight anymore."

At this moment, Zhang Muchen put down his chopsticks and looked at his mother: "Mom, your son knows what he's doing. I've been working hard to study, it's just that you haven't seen it yet."

Mei Yinglan looked incredulous: "Effort? Not showing up all day counts as effort?"

Zhang Muchen sighed and shrugged, "Fine, let's make a bet. If I get 120 on my math final exam, you can leave me alone from now on. If I don't, I'll do whatever you say, I can go to any tutoring class you want."

Mei Yinglan was taken aback: "120 points? Northern, did I hear that right?"

Zhang Beifang was also taken aback, his chopsticks hovering in mid-air: "Son, you said 120 points? Not 20 points?"

Zhang Muchen rolled her eyes: "Dad, Mom, one hundred and twenty, OK?"

Mei Yinglan and Zhang Beifang exchanged a glance, half-believing and half-doubting. However, Mei Yinglan quickly nodded in agreement.

She's guaranteed to win this bet.

If we win, my son has to be obedient. If we lose, his math grades improve.

“Okay, let’s bet on this,” Mei Yinglan said.

Zhang Muchen's lips curled into a smile.

Wow, that's killing three birds with one stone!

"Mom, it's settled then. Aunt Xu is my witness, neither of us will go back on our word." Zhang Muchen turned to look at Xu Qing with a serious expression.

“Okay, I’ll be your witness,” Xu Qing said with a gentle smile.

Mei Yinglan glanced at her son and said, "Stop talking and eat the ribs, they'll get cold soon."

As she spoke, she got up and went to the kitchen to get another bowl, filling it with steaming hot rice for Zhang Muchen. "Mom, the braised ribs are delicious." Zhang Muchen took the bowl, smiling and raising his eyebrows at her.

"Eat more if you like it." Mei Yinglan complained that he was being cheeky, but she was actually very concerned about him.

The atmosphere at the dinner table gradually relaxed, and the group chatted as they ate. The topic slowly shifted from how many points Zhang Muchen needed to get into a 985 university to Xu Ranxi.

"When is Xixi coming back to China?" Mei Yinglan asked Xu Qing, who was standing to the side.

Xu Qing sighed and shook her head: "It's hard to say. I've tried to persuade her several times, but that girl still refuses to come back."

Zhang Beifang suddenly turned to Zhang Muchen and said, "Son, go and talk to her. You two have been friends since you were little, and you're better at talking than any of us adults."

While gnawing on a rib, Zhang Muchen mumbled, "Okay, I'm talking to her right now."

"Hmm?" Xu Qing raised an eyebrow. "Mu Chen, are you in contact with Xi Xi?"

"I'm in contact with her. Don't worry, Auntie, I'll see how I coax her back."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'm full, I'm going back to my room to study."

Watching his son turn and go into the bedroom, Zhang Beifang took a sip of soup and said with emotion, "Wife, look at our son, he's really making progress now."

"Who knows if he goes back to his room to study or read novels?" Mei Yinglan pouted.

Zhang Beifang shook his head helplessly: "You should have more faith in your son."

After saying that, he got up and began to clear the dishes.

Xu Qing also stood up and naturally stacked the soup bowls together.

Seeing this, Mei Yinglan quickly said, "Hey, you can just sit down, we'll clean up."

"I'll join you too," Xu Qing said with a gentle smile. "I like the feeling of the three of us together."

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Zhang Muchen sat in his room, completely unaware that his father had just experienced a mini-battleground outside the door.

He sat down at his desk, opened his notebook, and began to carefully plan his tutoring schedule for the next day.

Three hours.

He had to forcefully instill and memorize the core mathematical knowledge points of the entire high school curriculum within those three hours.

This is a challenge of efficiency.

The key to everything is that Liu Wuyang must speak precisely enough.

She had to prepare her lessons carefully, organizing the key points, difficulties, and solution structures in advance.

Even the best teacher cannot expect to deliver a comprehensive overview of the entire curriculum without prior preparation.

Zhang Muchen bit her pen cap and tapped the screen with her fingers: [Sister Yang, I'm seriously preparing for tomorrow's class. You absolutely must prepare well tonight and cover all the material in three hours.]

The basics, key points, and difficult points must all be covered.

At this moment, Liu Wuyang had changed into her pajamas and was leaning against the headboard watching videos.

When she saw Zhang Muchen's message, she frowned slightly: [Are you serious?]

[It will take me all night to prepare all this.]

Zhang Muchen: [Sister Yang, I'm serious. I'm definitely taking over your house.]

Liu Wuyang stared at the screen and snorted softly, "You brat, you've got some nerve."

Her fair legs emerged from under the covers, one smooth toe slipping into a soft slipper.

"Alright, then I'll see how much you can absorb tomorrow."

Liu Wuyang walked to her desk, turned on the lamp, and took out the test papers and textbooks.

The light cast a soft shadow under her eyelashes, and as she turned the pages, she had already entered teacher mode.

(End of this chapter)