Harmony Street, Orphanage.

When He Xie returned home, it was 11:30 p.m.

At this time, the Zhang family, mother and son, from the opposite residential complex had already left.

Meanwhile, his family members were all sitting in the living room waiting for him to come home.

Are you all still awake?

He Xie walked into the living room and looked at everyone in the room.

Everyone looked up at him upon hearing the sound.

Zhao Keying asked, "Brother, haven't you been feeling unwell ever since that incident? What exactly happened tonight?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room looked at He Xie with eager anticipation, awaiting his answer.

He Xie thought for a moment and said, "If I said that I've actually been pretending to be weak all along, would you believe me?"

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and then shook their heads.

Seeing this, He Xie said helplessly, "Since none of you believe me, there's nothing I can do. I'll just have to come up with a better reason next time and tell you."

Liu Yan: "?"

Zhao Keying: "???"

Song Yuxin: "......"

Gu Xinyao: "?"

Li Muke: "Aba aba aba..."

[The contrast value from family members is +130 +120 +110 +130 +150.]

"Great, great, this can also collect contrast values." He Xie was overjoyed.

Then he turned and walked towards his room, intending to skip over the matter of the night and not explain it further.

However, Zhao Keying and Gu Xinyao were both unhappy to see this.

Among them, Zhao Keying got up from the sofa, walked in front of He Xie and stopped him, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she said:

"Brother, we're family, what can't we talk about?"

“That’s right, He Xie, I’m your sister and you didn’t even tell me?” Gu Xinyao said.

He Xie chuckled at her and said, "Silly Yao, you know you're my sister? Then call me 'brother' and let me hear it."

Gu Xinyao hesitated for a moment, then called out somewhat reluctantly, "Brother~"

"Ah, that feels good."

Upon hearing this, He Xie felt refreshed and invigorated. Then, with a look of unsatisfaction, he said, "It's not enough. Shout it a few more times and I'll tell you."

Gu Xinyao, determined to go all out, stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and shook it, her voice soft and sweet as she said, "Brother, dear brother, please tell your little sister~"

"I was just kidding. No matter how much you shout, I won't tell you," He Xie said with a chuckle, looking smug.

Gu Xinyao: "???"

[Contrast value from Gu Xinyao +100.]

At this moment, Song Yuxin, who was usually the most favored by He Xie, whispered as softly as a mosquito's buzz, "Brother, I want to know too~"

She was leveraging her status as someone favored by He Xie to get him to share secrets with her as much as possible.

Seeing that her older sisters were asking, young Li Muke shouted at the top of her lungs, "Brother Crab, I...I want to know too!"

"well!"

He Xie sighed and then said, "I really wasn't lying to you. I've actually been pretending to be weak all along. There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me."

Zhao Keying: "I don't believe you're hiding something!"

Gu Xinyao: "Even a ghost wouldn't believe you!"

Song Yuxin: "Brother~"

Li Muke: "I believe you, I believe you, I believe you, I believe you're a duck, my surname is duck!"

Liu Yan: "You little rascal, you're so wicked. I'd rather believe Pinocchio than you."

He Xie didn't care whether they believed him or not; the answer was always the same: he was pretending to be weak while actually being strong, and there was no other explanation.

Seeing that they received the same answer no matter how they asked, the crowd eventually gave up and were forced to accept this explanation.

In the blink of an eye, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

At this moment, Li Muke, who should have been fast asleep in bed, was unable to fall asleep because she was frightened by the noise of the Crimson Demon Ape crashing down earlier.

He Xie had no choice but to tell her bedtime stories so that her youngest sister could fall asleep peacefully.

Upon arriving at his foster mother's room, He Xie sat down on the edge of the bed, ready to tell a story.

It was originally meant to be told only to my third sister, but my other two sisters also lay down on the bed to listen.

Soon, He Xie began to tell the story:

One day, the teacher found the three smartest students in the class, gave each of them one hundred yuan, and asked them to buy the same thing to fill the classroom.

"After the first student received the money, he immediately left the school and bought a bunch of cotton outside, hoping to fill the classroom with cotton, but he failed in the end."

"The second student stood there thinking for a while, then bought a lot of candles, thinking that the candlelight would shine and illuminate the whole classroom, but found that there were always shadows in the classroom."

"After receiving the money, the third student gave a wicked smile and said that it was easy to do, and told the teacher to wait for him to come back and demonstrate his real skills. Then he left the school without looking back."

At this point, He Xie looked at his three younger sisters and asked, "Here's the question: if you were the third student in the story, what would you buy to fill the classroom?"

Once the question was posed, both the eldest and second youngest sisters fell into thought.

As for the youngest sister, she rolled around on the bed, showing no intention of using her brain at all.

Five minutes later, He Xie interrupted his two younger sisters' thoughts and said, "Alright, time to think. Tell me your answers now."

However, several seconds passed, and the room remained silent; the sisters did not respond.

Clearly, none of them could come up with the answer.

Seeing this, He Xie had no choice but to call out each person's name and ask them questions one by one.

"Yuxin, you answer first."

Song Yuxin shook her head, looking somewhat defeated, indicating that she couldn't answer.

He Xie expressed his understanding, then looked at his second younger sister and asked, "Xinyao, what about you?"

Gu Xinyao thought for a moment, then shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

He Xie turned his gaze to his third sister, and seeing her simple and honest look, he smiled and asked, "Little Mu Ke, what about you?"

"I don't know about ducks."

Li Muke rolled around on the bed, then sat up and said.

Song Yuxin, who has always been very curious, couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what's the answer?"

"The answer is simple."

He Xie smiled and continued, "The third student took the hundred yuan and went to an internet cafe to surf the internet."

The teacher waited in the classroom all day, only to find that the boy had taken his own money and gone online.

In an instant, the teacher's disappointment filled the entire classroom.

Song Yuxin: "???"

Gu Xinyao: "???"

Li Muke: "???"

[The contrast from the three younger sisters: +200 + 190 + 220.]

......

After finally coaxing my third sister to sleep...

He Xie left the room yawning all the way, intending to go to sleep.

As I passed through the living room, I saw my adoptive mother mopping the floor, occasionally massaging her shoulders and back; she looked very tired.

Overcome with filial piety, He Xie stepped forward and said, "Aunt Liu, don't delay any longer, lie down on the sofa and rest for a while. I'll give you a massage to relax your body."

"You little rascal, have you changed your ways?" Liu Yan asked incredulously.

[Contrast value from Liu Yan +100.]

Talking is no substitute for doing.

He Xie pushed Liu Yan toward the sofa, saying as he did so, "Aunt Liu, my massage skills are even better than the ladies at the club. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"You little rascal, you love to brag."

Liu Yan, still exuding charm, rolled her eyes and said with an annoyed expression.

However, under He Xie's repeated requests, she eventually reluctantly lay down on the sofa and gave herself to He Xie.

He Xie did not disappoint his adoptive mother's expectations.

That's truly a testament to their exceptional skill.

He quickly arranged his adoptive mother's body in a clear and orderly manner, making her repeatedly beg for gentleness.

After He Xie's massage.

The adoptive mother, Liu Yan, had stiff shoulders, a constantly aching slender waist, and unbearably painful feet...

Everything instantly felt much easier.

I feel like I've become ten years younger.

After giving my foster mother a massage for a short while.

He Xie rubbed his hands, still feeling unsatisfied, and quickly got up to leave and return to his room to prepare for sleep.

As soon as he entered the room, he found his sister Zhao Keying lying on his bed in her pajamas, with one long leg exposed, wrapped in a blanket, playing on her phone while lying on her side.

"Sis, what are you doing lying in my bed so late at night instead of sleeping?"

He Xie walked to the bedside and asked.

Zhao Keying said speechlessly, "My room has a huge hole smashed in it, and my bed is covered in wall debris and filthy. Where else am I supposed to lie if not on your bed?"

"There are other rooms besides mine, why do you have to lie in mine?" He Xie said speechlessly.

Zhao Keying was even more speechless, saying, "Aunt Liu shares a bed with Xiao Muke, and Yuxin shares a bed with Xinyao. You're the only one with room. If you don't sleep here, where will you sleep?"

He Xie was convinced and then said, "Sister, men and women should not touch each other. You should sleep on the ground and not tarnish my purity."

"Thank you!"

Zhao Keying strongly condemned, "How can you, a grown man, bear to let a girl sleep on the floor?"

He Xie retorted, "Heh, so you're the older sister, how can you bear to let your younger brother sleep on the floor?"

"I don't care, I just want to sleep in the bed."

Zhao Keying wrapped herself in the blanket and refused to get out of bed, even if it meant death.

He Xie wasn't about to make himself suffer. He climbed onto the bed and crawled under the covers, squeezing closer to Zhao Keying as he said, "Since nobody wants to sleep on the floor, let's all sleep together in the same bed."

"Hey, stop squeezing in! It's too tight!" Zhao Keying protested from under the covers.

[Contrast value from Zhao Keying +100.]

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