The morning interrogation ended with Xia Lian's testimony, and the two traitors escaped unscathed. Before leaving, Wen Mo even waved goodbye with a smile.

Bye-bye.

"Drive carefully and pay attention in class!" Su Juan instructed.

"Okay!" Wen Mo had just stepped out and was about to close the door and leave when he suddenly remembered something and poked his head out with a strange expression. "Dad, don't hug me next time. You might as well let me sleep on the sofa."

After saying that, he grabbed Xia Lian and left as if they were running away.

He heard the sound of a slipper being thrown from behind. Wen Yiquan chased after him, picked up the slipper angrily, and shouted, "I carried you back to your room to sleep and you're not happy about it! Do you think I'm just bored?!"

Whether they heard it or not, the two had already disappeared around the corner of the stairwell in the blink of an eye.

"Honestly, I should have just let him sleep on the sofa." Wen Yiquan's face was full of displeasure as he threw his slippers on the floor and put them back on.

"Aren't you two childish?" Su Juan was speechless. She watched the father and son and their mother like they were children, and even her husband chased after them to throw his slippers.

Wen Yiquan shook his head, closed the door, and slowly stepped into the living room, casually saying, "Neither he nor I are as naive as you." This was the only thing he and Wen Mo agreed on.

Say it again.

“…I’m hungry, I want to eat.” Wen Yiquan lowered his head and didn’t dare to talk back, quickly changing the subject.

Su Juan crossed her arms, squinted her eyes, and smiled, "Go cook for yourself. I'm too naive to cook."

"Petty..." Wen Yiquan muttered under his breath.

"Um?"

"It's okay, I mean I'd love to cook."

...

"It seems like I won't have enough time to get to school this morning."

On the way to school, there were hardly any people to be seen. Wen Mo watched as the figures in school uniforms around him gradually disappeared, but he wasn't worried at all.

"Let's just skip the morning classes. We'll only be able to hear half of them anyway." He turned to look at Xia Lian, a slight smile playing on his lips. "What do you think?"

"I'll listen to Wen Mo." Xia Lian nodded without hesitation, hugged his arm, and pressed her body against him.

Although she's not very fleshy, she still has a little bit of softness.

Wen Mo didn't dare to look down, assuming it was because he was wearing thick clothes.

"Didn't you say last time that skipping class was bad?"

Xia Lian is the obedient type of girl, and she never agrees to do bad things like skipping class.

When did I start going astray...?

Oh, so it's because of me.

"As long as the grades don't decline... that's fine."

Seemingly touched on a sensitive spot, Xia Lian lowered her head and tightened her grip on his arm, whispering softly beside him.

"Then I can skip the whole day." Wen Mo daydreamed, a silly smile spreading across his face, but he quickly wiped his drool and withdrew his thoughts. "Forget it, I'd better go to school this afternoon, otherwise I'll feel like I've wasted my tuition."

Bad students consider the timing of skipping class, while good students consider what reasons they should have. Although they both have the same goal, the treatment they receive is worlds apart.

And if I don't learn anything, can I get my tuition refunded?

It's pretty good.

"You were quite clever this morning, that's an improvement!"

Wen Mo recalled that when he confronted his mother that morning, Xia Lian rubbed her sleepy eyes and greeted him blankly. It took a while for her and his mother to go over their statements before she could barely believe that they hadn't done anything.

"Because, in fact, nothing was done."

Xia Lian tilted her head, her expression serious.

“…Okay.” Wen Mo wanted to complain, but didn’t dare to say it.

Is it really no big deal to take a bath in the same bathtub? I really don't understand this girl's thought process.

"However, there should still be a reward. Tell me, you can have anything you want~" He deliberately boasted, just wanting to tease Xia Lian and see her reaction.

"A reward?" Xia Lian asked, puzzled.

Wen Mo nodded, crossing his arms. "Yes, you can think of any reward you want, I won't mind..."

"I want it, Wenmer."

"well……?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Lian suddenly raised her head and pointed earnestly at Wen Mo's chest.

"Isn't that right here?" Wen Mo was puzzled, but Xia Lian shook her head vigorously, her expression much more serious than before.

"I want a gentle... body."

"Pfft!" Wen Mo choked on her own saliva, her eyes widening as she covered her body, looking as shy as a bullied little wife. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Huh...?" Xia Lian tilted her head. "Didn't you say anything was okay?"

"...Tsk, trying to play dirty tricks on me, huh?"

Wen Mo clicked his tongue, lowered his hands that were tightly protecting his body, and switched from the defensive to the offensive, looking as if he was ready to die.

You want my body, right?

walk slowly.

"Come on! Come at me head-on!"

...

"Special offer beef is limited to one box per person!"

The sales assistant shouted at the top of her lungs, frantically reminding everyone in the meat section surrounded by middle-aged women.

Wen Mo and Xia Lian were like two small animals deep in a primeval forest, squeezed aside by the ferocious beasts inside. Fortunately, they each had a box of meat in their hands.

"Damn, these aunties are really reckless! They almost made me lose two pounds..." Wen Mo reached out and patted his pants, which had just been kicked by someone, and kept complaining in a low voice.

He looked at the discounted beef in his hand, feeling a mix of emotions.

"So this is what they mean by wanting my body, just so you can buy another box of beef..."

It's unclear where this habit came from, but Xia Lian seems to be used to grabbing discounted items. Even against such ruthless middle-aged women, she can still manage to squeeze through and snag two boxes.

"A complete victory."

Xia Lian held the beef high in her hand, like a triumphant warrior, her eyes sparkling.

"You're this happy just because you're grabbing some meat?"

Seeing her like this, Wen Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud while pinching his chin. "Can't you just buy regular beef? You won't have to squeeze in with these monsters."

I was really jostled around just now, and my clothes are all wrinkled. If you didn't know better, you'd think I'd been trampled on by migrating animals.

“It’s different.” Xia Lian shook her head vigorously, holding up the beef with a serious face. “Beef, on special offer, I can buy two boxes.”

"You mean it can save a lot of money, right?"

To try and save money by battling with older women? That's quite a life.

"To save money, for the wedding." Xia Lian nodded.

"..."

Wen Mo fell silent, seemingly touched by her naive and simple thoughts, and patted her on the head in praise.

Putting everything else aside, this girl is truly virtuous.

What is happiness? This is happiness, simple happiness, the little things that come from saving money, starting with one or two dollars.

"I'll treat you to an extra meal and buy you an ice cream later!"

"Okay." Xia Lian clapped her hands expressionlessly.