CH 5

One of the pieces was bitten by Wen Long, so he twisted it with two fingers in disgust, and threw it into the trash can.

When Aunt Zhang came down the stairs and saw the things in his hands, she shouted loudly, “What are you holding in your hand?”

That shout had a somewhat deafening effect, and shocked Wen Ruan, who was still studying in the room. She hurriedly went out to see what was going on.

“Pastries,” Yan Li raised his eyes slowly.

“Haven’t I taught you anything? You can’t take anything from the Wen House, including the leftovers from the lady’s meal!” Aunt Zhang seemed to be excited to have caught a thief.

“She told me.”

The young man didn’t seem to notice the other people’s strange gazes at all, and his tone was calm.

“Sister told you to take these pastries? What did you say?” Wen Ruan’s face showed a little disbelief.

How could that be?

“She said I could have them,” Yan Li gathered the snacks in his arms.

“Second miss, how can the eldest miss say such a thing…” After Aunt Zhang finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she had said something wrong.

Why was it not possible?

She seemed to be saying that Miss Wen Long was a bad-tempered and unkind person.

But Wen Ruan didn’t realize what was wrong with what she said.

Wen Long’s image in their eyes was almost ingrained.

“It’s a bit… strange,” she glanced at Yan Li secretly.

Classmate Yan Li, he… wouldn’t steal something, would he?

“Should we… ask the eldest lady?” A servant who was watching the excitement carefully suggested.

As soon as these words came out, everyone including Aunt Zhang fell into a strange silence.

Looking for Wen Long? Was he joking?

They didn’t want to make Wen Long unhappy for a newcomer and lose their jobs.

Just when everyone was silent, Wen Long’s door suddenly opened.

The girl who came out of the door had a sullen look on her face.

“What are you arguing about?” Her cool eyes turned to Aunt Zhang who was the loudest.

Aunt Zhang shivered, and immediately explained, “Miss, it’s the new servant. He actually stole the leftover pastries from your afternoon tea.”

“He also lied that you gave him your permission.”

“I didn’t lie,” Yan Li raised his head and looked at the person upstairs.

“You said I could have them.”

“This…” Aunt Zhang looked at Wen Long as if asking for help.

“I did say that. Besides, he can take the leftover snacks in the future.”

“Sister?” Wen Ruan’s lips moved, still feeling incredible.

“From now on, you can have these leftovers…” The arrogant girl raised the corners of her lips mockingly, and lightly finished the second half, “Stupid.”

Yan Li’s knuckles tightened suddenly, and he pursed his lips.

There was a bit of unpleasant emotion on that stiff face, obviously he was very concerned about the word.

…

[I don’t understand.]

Wen Long was lying on the white cashmere carpet reading a book, with her calves swaying back and forth comfortably.

She liked this carpet more than the soft bed that caused her back pain after sleeping. It was warm and felt very comfortable against the skin.

“What don’t you understand?”

[According to my calculation, as long as the host ignores Yan Li, you can perfectly avoid his blackening and turning into a villain, so why bother?]

“Mr. System…”

[Um?]

“I think you might need an upgrade.”

[…] What do you mean?

Wen Long turned a page of the book, “I don’t know what algorithm you used, but what I can confirm is…”

“You must be out of date.”

[…]

The system, which was consciously insulted, wisely chose not to speak anymore.

knock~ knock~

Wen Long was still flipping the book, and said casually, “Come in.”

The person there was Wen Ruan.

“Sister,” she glanced at the book in Wen Long’s hand.

It was a western fantasy novel about demons.

“What’s up?”

Wen Ruan said softly, “Dad asked me to ask when are you going to go back to school.”

“Sister… you don’t come to school with me when we are in the same class, isn’t that bad?”

Wen Long put down the book.

The original owner was one year older than Wen Ruan, and went to school a year earlier than her.

But the original Wen Long stayed in the first grade in the second year of high school because of her poor grades, and happened to be in the same class as Wen Ruan. The original owner was already mentally distorted, jealous of her younger sister who got better grades than her, and it was even more unbearable to be in the same class with Wen Ruan. So she simply stopped going to school after it started.

She raised her eyes and looked at the so-called younger sister who was full of expectation, appearing a little timidly and sighed in her heart.

This heroine was actually not bad. Although she was a little vain, her kindness was real.

It just didn’t really matter.

If she was the original owner, it was estimated that she would explode when she heard Wen Ruan’s words.

How could a person who had repeated a grade feel that it was good to be in the same class as their sister?

But Wen Long was not the original owner who would blow up at a moment’s notice, and she still had a task to do.

She said casually, “Next week.”

“Oh, next week…”

“Next week!?” Wen Ruan reacted to what she said, and her tone suddenly increased, “Is it true? Are you willing to come to school?”

“Yeah,” Wen Long frowned, as if she disliked her question.

Wen Ruan’s voice softened immediately, but she was still a little excited, “I can ask my tablemate to change positions so we can sit together.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Ah… why?”

“I don’t mind sitting with you, but it will be boring.”

This was very cleverly said.

Willful and disregarding the feelings of others was the style of the original owner. But listening carefully, in fact, she did not show her dislike for Wen Ruan, but just said “It’ll be boring”.

The translation was “I’m already living with you at home, it’ll be boring to sit with you at school”.

Sure enough, although Wen Ruan was a little disappointed, the joy still overwhelmed the feeling of loss.

She turned around and opened the door, “I’ll go tell our parents right now!”

“……Silly girl.”

Wen Long shook her head.

…

Said next week, in fact, it was the next day.

After eating breakfast slowly, Wen Long packed up her books and carried her schoolbag.

“It’s really nostalgic, I haven’t been to school for a long time…”

[Demons also need to go to school?] The system was slightly surprised.

“No, it’s just that I went to school when I went around the world to play,” Wen Long raised her eyebrows, and her glittering eyes were full of joy.

There was a bit of pride in her tone, “I am a demon who received nine years of compulsory education, and even went to college!”

[…] Wow, that’s really cool.

“Miss, this is your lunch.”