As the new week began, Wenli consulted a fortune teller, who predicted that nothing would happen in the coming week, except for a slightly unlucky Monday morning.

So, as soon as she entered the classroom, she saw that her desk was covered with steamed buns, bread, soy milk, and milk.

Before Wen Li could figure out what was going on, a group of students wearing red armbands suddenly walked in.

While Wen Li was still in a daze, those people had already walked up to her side.

Upon seeing Wen Li's breakfast spread across the table, everyone's gaze towards her became somewhat strange.

At this moment, the student conducting the inspection spoke up in a serious tone: "Student, school rules prohibit eating breakfast in the classroom. According to discipline, we will deduct points. What's your name?"

Wenli:......

Who the hell put a bunch of breakfasts on her table?!

In the distance, Meng Yubai's face was flushed, he hesitated to speak, and then buried his head under the table.

Wen Li didn't dwell on the trivial incident that happened that morning.

Although points were deducted, Chu Mingtai was her junior brother. Could a junior brother possibly teach his senior sister a lesson?

Wen Li hummed twice, thinking that she had already lost points. After the morning reading class, Wen Li took a big bag of breakfast and ate it in the corridor.

Meng Yubai followed him out.

With her mouth full of food, Wen Li tilted her head slightly when she saw Meng Yubai standing next to her, looking like she wanted to speak but didn't know how to start.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Wen Li asked.

Meng Yubai nodded, his ears turning bright red: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Wenli:? ? ?

Meng Yubai pointed to a large bag of food in front of Wen Li: "These are all gifts for you, but I didn't expect them to cause you to lose points."

Wen Li understood.

However, there was one thing she didn't understand: "Fine, I'll deduct the money, but why did you send me breakfast?"

Meng Yubai realized that Wen Li genuinely didn't care about the points she lost, otherwise she wouldn't have been eating breakfast openly in the corridor.

His eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Actually, I wanted to thank you. I gave the talisman you gave me to my family, and none of us had insomnia last night, and that ghost didn't come looking for me!"

Wen Li understood: "The ghost can't get close to you for the time being because of the amulet, but she is highly skilled. The amulet is not omnipotent and will eventually become ineffective. The ghost is in a hurry to possess you, so your mother will definitely have an accident in the near future."

“However,” Wen Li paused, “my amulet is a thousand times stronger than those on the market. It will definitely help your mother get through this week safely. I’ll go to your house this weekend to check on her.”

Yesterday, besides having to rush her homework, the real reason was that she didn't have any talismans on her.

Although she can smash ghosts with her bare hands, she can achieve twice the result with half the effort if she has the help of props.

For example, police officers can subdue criminals through grappling and hand-to-hand combat. Similarly, if police officers carry guns, they can subdue criminals even faster.

Furthermore, there's always someone better. What if there really is a powerful ghost whose cultivation surpasses mine?

Wen Li thought this to herself, but she comforted Meng Yubai, saying, "It's not a big deal in your family. Let's try to resolve it over the weekend."

Meng Yubai nodded excitedly, and from then on, he delivered food to Wen Li on time every day.

Seeing Meng Yubai consistently sending gifts, and Wen Li accepting them all, Zheng Ke, with a strong sense of gossip, asked, "You two didn't even know each other before, so why is he suddenly sending you gifts?"

Zheng Ke viewed Meng Yubai like a mother-in-law would view her son-in-law; he was never satisfied with him.

Meng Yubai was a sports student who was exposed to the wind and sun all year round. There was a very obvious dividing line between his arms and the part of his skin covered by his clothes. In Zheng Ke's opinion, Meng Yubai was like a husky, good for nothing except for his boundless energy.

Wen Li felt her head spinning under Zheng Ke's gaze and explained, "It wasn't a gift to me. This is the payment he gave me for doing something for him."

Of course, this is only part of the compensation.

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Friday morning arrived before Wen Li knew she would be busy with homework over the weekend, so she started doing it early.

This time, however, Wen Tingsong and his older brother did not come to pick him up after school as usual; only the family driver came.

As soon as Wen Li stepped out of the school gate, she received a phone call from her father.

Wen Li walked to a slightly quieter spot to answer the phone.

"Little Pear, Dad and your eldest brother have a project to negotiate overseas, and your second brother also said he has a work commitment to attend to. You'll be staying home with your Aunt Xu this week. Dad has already transferred your living expenses to your bank account. It's okay if you don't finish your homework. Dad will talk to your teacher. Spend the weekend going out with your classmates and friends, okay?"

Wen Tingsong was always very busy with work. Before Wen Li returned, he was traveling all over the world on business trips. But after Wen Li came back, he was worried that his daughter would not be used to it, so he squeezed out two months to accompany Wen Li to get familiar with the environment.

There's just too much work piling up right now, there's really nothing I can do.

Even so, Wen Tingsong still talked on the phone for most of the day.

They were all trivial matters, but Wen Li answered almost every word her father said.

Wen Tingsong spoke for more than half an hour before hanging up the phone.

Wen Li got on the bus and went home.

As soon as Wen Li reached the entrance, she opened the door a crack and suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice speaking to someone.

"Yu Rong, why didn't you tell your family about such a big thing that happened to the Wen family?"

“Look at the state of our house now. Our beautiful European-style courtyard has been turned into a vegetable garden in the countryside. How am I supposed to put my face when people tell this?”

Through the crack in the door, Wen Li saw an old woman who looked to be about sixty or seventy years old. Her medium-length hair was permed into small curls, her eyebrows were thin black lines, and all the wrinkles were piled up around her eyes. When she spoke, saliva kept spraying out.

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