Chapter 71 As long as you don't bother me

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Time flies.

The most exciting National Day holiday is just around the corner.

Si Yue's hometown is not in Beijing, so she went back to visit her elderly relatives for the first three days before returning to go out with Song Shiyi.

The other three were all locals, so they naturally went back to their own homes and mothers.

As soon as He Jinzhao stepped into the villa, a figure rushed out from inside and darted in front of him, startling him.

He took a few steps back, his expression indifferent, and frowned slightly as he said, "So impulsive, what kind of behavior is this?"

He Zhao didn't pay attention to his words. She was in an extremely good mood. After so many days, she had finally waited for her brother to come home.

"Brother! Welcome home!"

"I had the maid cut some fruit and also made your favorite mung bean soup to cool you down."

"Come in quickly."

He Zhao wore a neatly tailored aristocratic academy uniform, the silver embroidery shimmering in the sunlight, highlighting her upright shoulders and back, and her youthful charm.

Because she didn't wear makeup during her school years, her unadorned face was a carefully maintained porcelain white, with a natural rosy glow.

Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, and when she smiled, the corners of her eyes turned up, carrying a hint of unconscious arrogance.

Her hair was soft and smooth, and a few strands were lifted by the breeze. When she casually tucked them behind her ears, her small, round earlobes were revealed.

She was slender but not weak; her skirt swayed lightly as she walked, carrying a youthful spirit that had not yet faded.

It possesses both the refined elegance built with money and an irrepressible vibrancy.

He Jinzhao nodded slightly and followed behind her. After a few seconds of silence, his voice softened.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He Zhao was somewhat flattered and quickly waved his hand, "It's not hard work, it's not my job. The maids are the ones who worked hard."

"……Um."

He Jinzhao casually sat down on the sofa, looked at the test papers and exercise books on the living room, and flipped through them at random. At a glance, they were all marked with red checkmarks.

As the eldest daughter of the He family, excellent grades are just the most basic requirement.

Besides studying, she also takes various extracurricular classes in her spare time.

This includes, but is not limited to, horseback riding, chess, playing musical instruments, dancing, painting, and so on.

This is normal life for a young lady from a wealthy family, a socialite in high society.

Of course, as the heir, He Jinzhao will only have to learn more and work harder than her.

He Zhao carried the mung bean soup to him and saw him checking his learning progress. He felt both nervous and expectant.

"Brother, I got first place again this time, in the whole grade!"

She put down her bowl, moved to face him, and sat down on the other side of the sofa, her tone filled with pride.

He Jinzhao nodded, neither praising nor criticizing: "That's right, the second year of high school is crucial. Although international schools are different from regular high schools, the students there are all the best in their respective fields. Don't be too proud. Maintain this level, and you can basically choose any university abroad."

He Zhao bit her lip, glanced at his expression, hesitated for a few seconds, and cautiously asked, "Brother, can I not go abroad?"

He Jinchao frowned subconsciously.

Upon seeing this, He Zhao hurriedly explained, his words coming out in a rather rushed manner.

“I’m just worried that Mom and Dad will be alone. You don’t come home often, and if I go abroad too, the house will be even more deserted.”

"I don't ask for anything, I just want to stay by their side and do my best to be filial."

As He Zhao spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, and his confidence waned.

She was only four years old when she was adopted, and she doesn't remember many things.

All I know is that she was adopted by a very kind family.

I'll dress her in pretty princess dresses, buy her super big lollipops, and give her exquisite Barbie dolls.

I later found out that she had an older brother.

The most outstanding, best-looking, and most amazing older brother in the world.

Although her brother didn't like her.

As I grew older, I realized that my mere existence reminded him of that painful memory.

She also vaguely sensed that her parents didn't seem to like their biological son, but instead doted on her.

So no matter how much He Jinchao disliked her and treated her coldly, she would still greet him with a smile, because she felt it was only right.

She didn't feel wronged, but sometimes she would think that she wished she were her brother's biological sister.

She didn't know why she admired He Jinzhao.

Maybe it was because of the envious looks she received at parent-teacher conferences?

She was pursued by a boy at school who rejected her, and then spread rumors about her. She went home crying and told him about it. The next day, she learned that the boy had been expelled and publicly apologized to her.

Finally, I learned from my mother that she had asked my brother to do it.

Since then, whenever He Jinzhao is at home, he can always hear her chattering away.

It's so annoying!

As she grew older, she became more spoiled and prone to tattling.

He Jinzhao stopped wanting to go home and started giving her the cold shoulder.

Perhaps she sensed it, which is why she didn't cling to He Jinzhao this time when he came back. However, it's also likely that she was being so well-behaved because he needed something from her.

He Jinzhao was a little puzzled. Couldn't she just go and act cute with those two for such a small thing?

Why should I talk to him?

He rubbed his fingertips together and slightly raised his eyelids: "Why don't you tell them?"

"They won't refuse."

After all, those two were incredibly accommodating to their daughter's every whim.

But over the years, he's gotten used to it.

To put it simply...

Even He Zhao was more sincere towards him than the other two.

“I told my parents, and they mean they want to see me.”

He Jinzhao nodded. "Yes, you can stay if you want."

He Zhao clenched his fingers, a conflicted look in his eyes.

"And what about you, brother? Will you be unhappy?"

He Jinzhao paused, met her eyes, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

"As long as you don't bother me, I don't care."