My sister never calls me brother.

Lin Nianwei glanced at Zhou Han and said, "I don't think there's anyone in this world with lower emotional intelligence than this person."

Miyazaki Airi and Song Mingyuan nodded in agreement.

"Uh..." Zhou Han felt as if Lin Nianwei had stabbed him in the chest.

“But now I have a question…” Lin Nianwei said.

"Tell me about it," Song Mingyuan said quickly.

"Our client..." Lin Nianwei tilted her head and said, "Does she know how to make chocolate?"

The other four people's faces darkened, because after discussing it for so long, they still didn't know whether the client could make chocolate or not!

the next day--

After school, Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan lurked under the teacher's desk.

The students had all left, and the third-grade classroom was quiet.

Seigaku Agency decided that in order to complete the request, they needed to know if the client knew how to make chocolate; if not, they would have to teach her.

So Song Mingyuan and Zhou Han hid here, waiting for the client to pick up the letter so they could capture her and take her back.

"Senior Song, can the client come?" Zhou Han was unsure.

"Don't worry, they'll definitely come. If you want the solution, you have to come to our classroom to pick it up in person. Then..." Song Mingyuan paused, then chuckled wickedly, "Hehehe..."

"Hehehe..." Zhou Han echoed, everything was understood without words.

The space under the lectern was limited and a bit cramped, so the two had to be in a rear-entry position, lying together with Zhou Han in front and Song Mingyuan behind, in an extremely ambiguous position.

"Um..." Zhou Han paused, then said, "Isn't our posture a little off?"

"It's too crowded, there's nothing I can do about it," Song Mingyuan said with a bitter face.

"You..." Zhou Han hesitated for a moment, "You're not gay, are you?"

"Bullshit! I'm straight! I'm only interested in my wife!" Song Mingyuan retorted.

"Then I'm relieved." Zhou Han breathed a sigh of relief. "If you were gay, I would never turn my back on you, even if it meant my death."

Song Mingyuan was speechless with exasperation. The two of them remained in their embarrassing positions and continued to wait.

But after a while, Zhou Han felt something hard pressing against his buttocks, which startled him.

"Senior Song, you..." Zhou Han swallowed hard in horror, and said, "You...you didn't do it?"

Song Mingyuan felt like he'd been struck by lightning and quickly explained, "It's my belt, what are you thinking?"

“No, I’m not comfortable with that.” Zhou Han shook her head and said, “I’ll sit behind you.”

"Stop fooling around, the client is coming." Song Mingyuan insisted.

"You really are a gay man, you won't even change positions..." Zhou Han kicked Song Mingyuan in the face and said, "You can even seduce a rough guy like me, why don't you just die!"

Song Mingyuan covered his face, his glasses nearly shattered from the glare of this brat. He was about to curse when he heard the door open...

The client tiptoed in—

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Girl's Skirt Has Attraction

A girl wearing glasses and with braided hair walked into the classroom and came to Song Mingyuan's seat.

She saw the letter that Song Mingyuan had prepared in advance, carefully held it in her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan crept up from behind, acting suspiciously.

"Little sister, what are you doing?" Song Mingyuan suddenly spoke up from behind the girl.

"Ahhh—!" the girl screamed, noticing two boys staring at her from behind, which made her nervous. "Who...who are you!?"

"Who are we?!" Song Mingyuan pointed to himself, then looked at Zhou Han, and said meaningfully, "Guess who we are?"

"Hehehe..." Song Mingyuan and Zhou Han chuckled mischievously.

The girl shrank back in fear. The two people in front of her didn't look like good people, especially Zhou Han, who looked very fierce.

She secretly reached into her bag, pulled out pepper spray, and sprayed it into Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan's eyes, apologizing as she did so.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" The girl's behavior was contradictory.

"Aaaaaah! Ouch ouch ouch ouch—!" Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan's eyes were so burned they couldn't open them, and they could only scream in agony.

The wails echoed throughout the third-grade corridor.

Twenty minutes later—

Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan have returned to the club activity room.

Their eyes were bloodshot and throbbed with pain from time to time.

The two of them glared indignantly at the girl opposite them. Although they should show some respect to their client, they couldn't bring themselves to do so at all.

Lin Nianwei looked at Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan's disheveled appearance and didn't know what to say, so she could only offer a token of concern and ask.

"I just went to invite the client, how did it turn out like this?"

"Who knows!?" Zhou Han complained, covering her injured eye, and said, "I just smiled kindly the whole time, and I ended up being attacked like this."

"Luckily I was wearing glasses, or I would have looked like a monkey's butt!" Song Mingyuan said angrily, wiping his glasses.

"I'm sorry..." the girl said apologetically.

"They actually used pepper spray on us..." Song Mingyuan paused, then said, "Do we look that much like perverts?"

"I...I acted impulsively, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" The girl kept her head down apologizing, looking very shy.

“I know the guy next to me looks like a pervert, but I look so friendly, I couldn’t possibly be one,” Song Mingyuan said, pointing to Zhou Han beside him. “Next time you run into someone like him, just yell at him!”

"Hey! Who looks like a pervert?! You have such a refined scoundrel face, I'm almost embarrassed to say anything to you!" Zhou Han retorted, dissatisfied.

"What?!" Song Mingyuan was furious. "Is this how you talk to your senior?"

Zhou Han and Song Mingyuan were locked in a fierce battle of wits, neither willing to back down.

Lin Nianwei sighed and coughed lightly, "Ahem!"

"I don't have time to argue with you right now, I have important business to attend to," Song Mingyuan snorted coldly.

"It makes it seem like I dumped you..." Zhou Han chuckled dryly.

Song Mingyuan raised an eyebrow, not wanting to lower himself to the level of this idiot. He turned to the client girl with a smile and asked, "What's your name, junior?"

"Um...I..." the girl said timidly, "My name is Yao Xiaorui..."

"Oh! Xiao Rui, what a nice name!" Song Mingyuan flattered her first, "About your request..."

"Um..." Yao Xiaorui blushed and covered her face with her schoolbag, looking very shy.

“Uh…” Song Ming was stunned for a moment, and couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, thinking to himself, this girl is really timid and shy.

“You don’t need to feel embarrassed. We will not disclose the client’s information or the details of the entrustment,” Song Mingyuan explained.

“But…” Yao Xiaorui glanced at Zhou Han secretly.

"So you don't trust me! Do I look like I have a big mouth?" Zhou Han said angrily.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Yao Xiaorui kept bowing and apologizing to Zhou Han.

Zhou Han was exasperated, wondering if he had gone too far and scared her.

"We already have a solution for your request." Song Mingyuan paused, then continued, "We all agree that you should give that boy homemade chocolates on Qixi Festival."

"Homemade chocolate..." Yao Xiaorui murmured to herself upon hearing the suggestion.

"So now we want to ask if you can make chocolate?" Song Mingyuan asked.

"This..." Yao Xiaorui hesitated for a moment, then answered softly, "I don't know how to do it..."

"Ah..." Zhou Han said helplessly, "As expected, it doesn't work."

"I'm sorry..." Yao Xiaorui apologized with a bitter face.

"No need to apologize." Song Mingyuan was speechless for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't know how, we can teach you."

"Really...really?" Yao Xiaorui asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Song Mingyuan readily agreed, but then turned and asked in a low voice, "Who among you knows how to make chocolate?"

"I'm an expert at making instant noodles!" Zhou Han said seriously.

"I'm such an idiot for asking you this," Song Mingyuan said, rubbing his forehead.

“But I know Miyazaki is a great cook!” Zhou Han gave a serious thumbs up.

Lin Nianwei glanced at Zhou Han, wondering why Zhou Han knew that Miyazaki Airi was a good cook.

Song Mingyuan was about to ask Miyazaki Airi when he realized she wasn't there.

"Huh!? Where's Miyazaki?" Song Mingyuan asked.

"The class committee is having a meeting, so I might be a little late," Zhou Han replied.

"What a coincidence..." Song Mingyuan scratched his head and turned to ask Lin Nianwei, "Lin Nianwei, do you know how?"

Lin Nianwei glanced at Song Mingyuan, but didn't say anything, instead covering her mouth with her book.

"I...I don't know either..." Song Mingyuan said with some disappointment.

Zhou Han glanced at Lin Nianwei and thought to herself, "I remember when she was little, she said that she was always taken care of by a nanny. Maybe she's like me, with negative housekeeping skills."

"If there are specific instructions, I can do it..." Lin Nianwei said firmly.

"Great!" Song Mingyuan trembled with joy and said, "Then I'll take Yao Xiaorui to the cooking class first, and Lin Nianwei can go to the library to get a chocolate recipe guide. I remember there are many books about chocolate in the library."

Lin Nianwei nodded, indicating that she had no objection.

Zhou Han paused, pointed to herself, and said, "What about me? What should I do?"

“You…” Song Mingyuan stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, “Why don’t you go to the library with Lin Nianwei? Maybe you can help.”

"Ah!?" Zhou Han exclaimed in surprise, thinking, "If I go with Lin Nianwei, won't I be alone?!"

"Huh? Do you have a problem with that?" Song Mingyuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No...no..." Zhou Han's momentum weakened. Of course, he didn't have any objections, but he was afraid that Lin Nianwei would. Although they occasionally exchanged a few words after joining the same club, their relationship had always been in a state of cold war.

Zhou Han secretly glanced at Lin Nianwei, who was engrossed in her book, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Lin Nianwei showed no displeasure.