Zhao Guangran was really unhappy today. He’d worked so hard to learn how to make desserts, all while enduring Gong Ruini’s constant scoldings and his big brother’s disdainful glares, and he finally mastered it.
Yet, this hard-won new skill earned praises from the two moms but failed to receive the praise from the one person he most wanted it from.
He gave a mournful glance at his girlfriend Cao Na, who was right beside him but paid him no attention.
Zhao Guangran then cast a dissatisfied look at Chu Ling—it was all because she ca; otherwise, why would his girlfriend ignore him?
Zhao Guangran just didn’t get it. In the after-school classes, Cao Na and Chu Ling hardly had any interaction, so how could their relationship be so good this ti?
Zhao Guangran really couldn’t understand. If Chu Ling were truly a friendly person, she should at least chat with him, right? But there was absolutely no interaction.
Zhao Xuran was feeling very sorrowful, sigh.
"Mom, I’m staying here tonight." Cao Na only rembered to inform her parents as the dinner was about to end.
Ah, ah, his girlfriend was staying over; this made Zhao Guangran ecstatic.
Don’t get it wrong—they have a very innocent boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. The reason Zhao Guangran was so thrilled was the thought of strolling through the garden with Cao Na later and having a chat.
Although they saw each other every day, alone ti was really scarce with too many third wheels around.
Zhao Guangran blissfully thought that his girlfriend’s previous lack of response was her way of planning a private reward for him later.
Zhao Guangran even began to fantasize about what reward his girlfriend might give him—a kiss or a KISS? Gosh, it was really overwhelming.
What if his girlfriend was too enthusiastic? Zhao Guangran claid to be a gentleman but feared he couldn’t handle too much enthusiasm from her.
Gong Ruini watched the whole thing with amusent, especially at how Zhao Guangran’s face grew darker throughout the evening, which delighted her.
How dare he desert her after crossing the bridge? Even though her instructions were a bit harsh and left Zhao Guangran feeling ashad, if not for her ticulous guidance, could soone make such delicious desserts?
After tasting so many subpar desserts, it would be reasonable for him to leave her so of the qualified ones.
Even considering jealousy, he could have left her so in advance or kept a share for her.
But no, and that really infuriated Gong Ruini, so how could she not retaliate?
At this mont, Zhao Guangran was grinning so widely, and Gong Ruini could guarantee this guy must be thinking sothing good was coming.
"Sure, the three of us can have a great discussion about art and literature then." Hahaha, let him dream; let’s imdiately tell him there’s no chance.
Ahhhhh, no way—Zhao Guangran didn’t expect such a brutal reality; he suddenly felt he had fallen not just from heaven but into hell.
His heart felt cold and deserted; Zhao Guangran’s heart was really in pain. "You guys are going to discuss that?"
"Nana, you actually understand this?" No way, his girlfriend wasn’t interested in art and literature—why would she hate this, how could it be like this?
Hahaha, really wanted to sar his face with this; this guy, just like Ni Zi said, you never know when he would drag you down.
Hahaha, this guy seems to be in for a chilly ti, life’s not going to be easy, and Gong Ruini was in an incredibly good mood.
Even though she hadn’t tasted the desserts, her mood was better than if she had.
Ugh, he ssed up again. Zhao Guangran was anxious, but what could he do about it? All he could do was look to his brother for help.
Now he rembered his big brother; why wasn’t he there when he made desserts? Well, sorry, he was busy too.
"Chu Ling, do you also have an interest in art and literature?" Zhao Xuran was genuinely surprised.
"I know a little, just touching the surface. Planning to learn more with Ni Zi in the future." Chu Ling was also quite surprised why Zhao Xuran was talking to her.
It wasn’t that he was aloof, but Chu Ling clearly sensed that Zhao Xuran wasn’t very fond of talking to won, always keeping a distance, except he seed more lively and human when speaking to Gong Ruini.
At first, Chu Ling thought it was just his personality, but after observing for a few days, she realized the guy probably liked Gong Ruini.
As for whether Gong Ruini liked Zhao Xuran, she couldn’t tell, but she likely did; otherwise, her expression wouldn’t have been a bit more radiant.
Ah, Cao Na was going to learn painting and calligraphy from Gong Ruini? Not happy, Zhao Guangran was very unhappy. "I can do it too."
"Nana, you can learn from ." Wouldn’t that be more fun? Plus, in case she didn’t learn well, he definitely wouldn’t scold her.
"Learning with Ni Zi, if you don’t do well, she might scold you." Zhao Guangran told Cao Na from experience that learning from Gong Ruini wasn’t the best idea.
It felt like hitting soone—Gong Ruini was furious; was she that violent?
Holding a grudge about her previous harshness? "When dealing with fools, of course, I get angry."
"I’ve been a teacher for so long. Have I ever scolded anyone?" Gong Ruini had to defend her reputation; otherwise, Zhao Guangran would ruin it.
"No." Both Chu Ling and Cao Na certified Gong Ruini.
"Everyone says Ni Zi’s painting and calligraphy is excellent." Cao Na stated why she wanted to learn from Gong Ruini.
"Moreover, Ni Zi writes and paints every day, but Guangran, you haven’t touched a brush in ages." Although Zhao Guangran had a large desk in his study, Cao Na had never seen him produce any finished works.
Hua Miaozhu imdiately looked at Zhao Guangran. "Guangran, you haven’t submitted any assignnts in a long ti."
Ahhhhh, Zhao Guangran was stunned—he couldn’t even rember the last ti he wrote sothing, but he knew he couldn’t produce a work that would satisfy his grandma.
What to do. Zhao Guangran was amazed. "Grandma..."
"I’ll give you a week." Hua Miaozhu generously gave Zhao Guangran ample ti.
Cry, on one side there’s the howork from grandma, on the other, the wife is mad at him. If he doesn’t coax her, will she leave?
Zhao Guangran pitifully looked at his brother, hoping his big brother would save him.
Zhao Xuran patted his head. "You’ve been lazy with painting. Since Ni Zi woke up, she’s already submitted several artworks."
Ah, no—that ans friends can’t be happy together in the future? Zhao Guangran had no worries about not submitting assignnts, partly because he was busy with coursework and partly because since Gong Ruini was in a coma for so long, she’d have so much going on when she woke up and wouldn’t quickly submit assignnts.
Who would’ve thought she’d secretly submitted them already? Over the top, seriously over the top.
Zhao Guangran glared angrily at Gong Ruini; this matter needed a serious discussion; otherwise, rules would fly out the window.
Zhao Guangran was furious, but in Gong Ruini’s eyes, she truly found him baffling. "Weren’t assignnts always due weekly before?"
"Did that change?" Gong Ruini really didn’t know that Zhao Guangran hadn’t submitted assignnts for so long—it was an unintentional blow this ti.
However, Gong Ruini didn’t see the problem; the kid had ti to please his girlfriend but not to write or paint?
In short, it’s all excuses—"Ti can be squeezed out as long as you care."
"Exactly."
Everyone sided with Gong Ruini, which frustrated Zhao Guangran. He wanted to say that the desserts he made for them—they ate and then denied everything—was it okay?
Ah, it was then that he realized why he’d upset so many people—he’d only made three, ahhhhh, Zhao Guangran finally pinpointed the cause and was so annoyed.
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