Chu Shangli turned his eyes away, shook his head, and shook Chu Moyin's gorgeous face out of his mind.

He raised his hand and pointed to the teaching building on the left: "The junior high school is over there. I can do it myself, so you don't have to send me off, sister."

She noticed someone was looking at them and spoke in a deliberately sweet tone.

Chu Moyin said "Oh" and her eyes moved. She must have been aware of the people around her. She said in the tone of a caring sister, "Then you have to be careful too. Don't twist your ankle, hit your head, or fall into the waterway again. If you encounter any problems, you can always come to the high school department to find me - especially for Wei Shengfan. As a sister, I will definitely help you."

She emphasized the pronunciation of "Wei Shengfan" and "I'll give you a helping hand".

Chu Shangli pursed her lips, took a deep breath, exhaled, and suddenly turned around and smiled: "Sister, you are just worrying too much. I am not a child anymore, I still know how to act in moderation."

She gently kissed the tips of her fingers, threw a finger kiss at Chu Moyin, and at the same time threw a seductive look at him.

Her smile, sweet as molasses and paired with an innocent puppy-eye blink, is incredibly lethal.

The passersby who happened to see it accidentally all looked like they were shot through the heart by arrows. What was even more exaggerated was that some people's eyes had turned into red hearts.

Even someone as calm as Chu Moyin showed a rather confused expression.

Looks like we've managed to pull the game back a bit—

Chu Shangli saw Chu Moyin's panicked face, laughed, and walked towards the junior high school teaching building with elegant steps, curling her hair with her fingers.

Humph, does Chu Moyin think she's the only beauty whose every smile and frown is enough to captivate anyone? When it comes to beauty, this girl can't lose to anyone when she's serious. Especially after being imprisoned for several years and having attempted to assassinate her 13,672 times, while she can't say she completely understands Chu Moyin, she's certain she understands her better than anyone else in this world—including what expressions are most likely to sway Chu Moyin.

In the previous life, the Chu Moyin he fought was as strong as a ghost. At that time, he was so weak that he could not get close to her in the first five thousand assassinations.

But now, her abilities in all aspects have been improved, and Chu Moyin is only a sixteen-year-old girl. The difficulty for him to kill her should be far less than that of Chu Moyin who had completed her growth in her previous life and whose level and attributes were full.

This life had just begun, with a bright future and countless possibilities. There was no need to physically kill Chu Moyin. However, if necessary, she could always take action and biologically stop Chu Moyin's life. This was her foundation for her actions in this life and a reassurance that she could act boldly.

Since it was used as a trump card, she certainly couldn't show it at the beginning, so in the restaurant she didn't use her already practiced very light body skills to avoid Chu Moyin, letting her hold her arm. In front of the school gate, she also deliberately pretended to use a lot of force to shake off her hand.

However, what she didn't know was—

When Chu Shangli turned and left, Chu Moyin kept staring at the pair of feet in lace-up boots.

She didn't raise her eyes until her figure disappeared from her sight, secretly admiring it in her heart: This walking posture, it seems that she has put a lot of effort into her body movements. If the full score is 100, it would be at least around 90 points. Now, if I rely solely on skills, I can only get around 86 or 87 points. But -

Chu Moyin bent his index finger and tapped his leg lightly with his knuckles.

The beautiful legs that looked like Greek sculptures, outlined in pure black lace-up straight pants, felt firm muscles at the joints when touched.

"A-Li seems to have forgotten that her frail physique at fifteen years old simply cannot keep up with the abilities cultivated by her soul. I hope she can realize this herself, rather than needing someone to hint at her needing to exercise to build up her physical strength—"

She gave a helpless smile, threw her leather handbag over her shoulder, and walked towards the high school building.

After Chu Moyin and Chu Shangli left, a figure emerged from the shadows of the shady green trees.

She seemed to have been standing there all the time, yet also seemed to have appeared suddenly.

The heels of the boots with laces of different colors made a light sound when they landed on the ground.

It's a young girl.

The girl has thick curly hair that fades from milky gold to bright orange, and it's hard to tell whether it's dyed or curled. She wears light gold contact lenses with a gear pattern and a dark red punk jacket.

At first glance, he's just a student with a slightly odd appearance.

However, if someone carefully looked at her, they would find that the small jacket and black and white plaid skirt she was wearing were not Meisuo's school uniform at all, but the style was similar.

However, since Meisuo was allowed to have her own uniforms altered by students, her fake outfit did not attract any special attention.

She held her phone high and kept adjusting the angle of the phone, her head and the front camera, making it seem like she was taking a selfie.

However, in reality, the phone was not a photo taking interface but an album, and the picture displayed on the phone was not her own, but Chu Shangli and Chu Moyin standing opposite each other.

She lightly pinched the screen with two fingers, making an "expanding" motion, and carefully observed every detail on the photo.

Sliding forward, all they saw were photos of Chu Shangli and Chu Moyin - from the school gate to the Chu family's gate.

As she continued to flip through the pages, the picture on her phone was no longer of Chu Shangli and Chu Moyin, but a row of freshly baked red velvet cupcakes.

"OVER!" She turned off the phone screen and nodded with satisfaction: "The result is pretty good, meow."

She placed her phone in a colorful long-chain backpack with the word "Family" written in English on the side.

"Okay, what should be on the menu today? Purple tulip juice macarons and a candied white rose and carnation double cake seem like good choices. As for drinks, let's go with Rosemary chamomile tea with dried ginger. It's both warming and delicious."

She muttered to herself, going against the crowd, and disappeared quietly just as abruptly and silently as she had appeared, as if she had never existed.