He could never be the kind of idiot who spills coffee on customers even when he's just a waiter.

Would anyone really get their drink spilled all over them by a clumsy waitress and then think that girl is cute, special, and unpretentious?

That's utter nonsense!

The expressionless young boy strode with his long legs and straight back, each step seemingly measured as he walked through the long mahogany corridor. No one knew that countless sarcastic comments had already flashed through his mind.

The restaurant, specially set up for entertaining guests, was already furnished with tables, chairs, and tableware. After the Han siblings and their group sat down, plates were brought out one by one. Since everyone present was young, the atmosphere wasn't too tense. Although Han Haocheng wasn't as outgoing as Han Yushu and spoke very little, his manners were impeccable. People would only think that he was naturally taciturn, rather than that he was neglecting his guests.

In addition, Han Yushu spent an afternoon with the group. The lively and cheerful girl was very good at enlivening the atmosphere, and before long, everyone relaxed completely. With delicious food in front of them, they had no time to think about anything else.

The kitchen didn't offer any special treatment for the extra guests; it served the usual, most basic dishes, a bit more abundant than at lunchtime, but the ingredients were all the most common kinds of food.

It's not as extravagant as people imagine, with abalone, shark fin, and sea cucumber served at a luxury dinner table.

During the meal, Jiang Shanshan and Bai Yafei, who felt much closer to Han Yushu after chatting with her quite a bit, couldn't help but ask the young girl what school she planned to apply to.

These brother and sister are both senior high school students, and they will be taking the college entrance examination in just over a month.

They didn't look like academic underachievers, so I didn't feel it was abrupt to ask that question.

Han Yushu wrinkled her little nose unhappily, glared at her brother, and huffed, "I want to apply to Peking University, but my brother says he wants to go to Tsinghua University. Ugh, we clearly agreed to go to the same university."

"Brother Han also wants to go to Tsinghua University. It's two to one, the minority should obey the majority." Han Haocheng said confidently.

The "Han Ge" he mentioned refers to He Haihan, Tang Xinxin's youngest son.

Han Yushu's cheeks puffed up with anger. She had almost finished eating and, without any regard for her image, rested her chin on the table and said listlessly, "You've all changed. You're no longer the good brothers who used to love your little sister."

"Did I ever show you any love? I don't remember," Han Haocheng said coolly.

The brother and sister bickered, but the others at the table silently picked up their chopsticks and focused on eating.

Choosing between Kyoto University and Tsinghua University... This kind of topic is only suitable for academic elites—no, for academic geniuses to discuss.

They don't deserve it.

The group spent the night at the manor, shamelessly enjoying the open-air hot spring pool. The next day, they experienced the pleasure of fishing by the lake before reluctantly leaving.

Although they had less than a day to spare, excluding eating, drinking, and sleeping, and hadn't even explored a fifth of the resort, they felt too embarrassed to linger any longer.

The host family didn't tell them to leave. They couldn't just pretend to be stupid and linger, could they? Well-educated young people wouldn't do something like that.

The group spent almost no money on this cycling trip, enjoying a far more pleasant experience than visiting famous scenic spots. They tasted delicious food, admired the scenery, and even met one of the most low-key and mysterious wealthy families in China.

It was truly a worthwhile trip.

Oh, and before leaving, each of them also took a set of clothes and shoes worth several thousand yuan... Well, they'd already worn them, so we couldn't just return them.

Offering money... I doubt they'd accept it, so I'd better not even mention it and embarrass myself QAQ