Little Orange’s Psychological Trauma

“You...” Zhou Xue’er was about to say something more, but Jiang Zhou cut her off.

“All right, Xue’er. It’s late. You should get some rest.” Jiang Zhou slipped his arm from her embrace and ruffled her hair. “See you tomorrow, okay?”

Zhou Xue’er was willful because she thought Jiang Zhou would indulge her. At the same time, she knew not to push things too far. If Jiang Zhou really got angry, she was still afraid of him.

“Fine, then.” Zhou Xue’er reluctantly let go and glared at Chen Ju, cheeks puffed out. “Just you wait! Big Brother Zhou will still be mine tomorrow!”

With that, Zhou Xue’er tossed her hair and clattered upstairs to her room.

For a moment, only Chen Ju and Jiang Zhou remained on the staircase. Only then did Chen Ju belatedly feel embarrassed. He drew back his hand and said in a tiny voice, “S-sorry. Was I too unconvincing just now?”

Jiang Zhou discreetly glanced at the hand Chen Ju had withdrawn, then leaned closer. “Not bad, but you still have room to improve. Keep working at it.”

Reassured by Jiang Zhou’s approval, Chen Ju’s nervousness vanished completely. He looked up excitedly. “Really? Was it okay?”

“Mm. I’d give you sixty points. Just barely passing,” Jiang Zhou said coolly.

Chen Ju’s eyes, bright just a moment ago, dimmed. He drooped his head and said dejectedly, “Only sixty? I thought I’d get at least eighty.”...