Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
“Hehe! I even deliberately ate less before I came to mooch off your fugu feast!” Mo Qingtong did not feel embarrassed at all.
“Alright, alright. I’ll get you a pair of chopsticks. Elder Sister Raven, come try as well?” Chen Heng brought out two pairs of chopsticks from the kitchen. He handed one to Mo Qingtong and proffered the other to Raven.
“There’s no need.”
“Nom! Nom! It is quite tasty. Little Heng, tell me, how come you can cook so well after learning for just a few days, and my mother’s cooking still tastes so strange despite having learned for so many years?”
“This… To tell the truth, Aunty’s knife skills and fire control are very good. It’s just her usage of seasoning that cannot be praised. You know she is the culinary equivalent of tone-deaf. Furthermore, Uncle Mo and you dare not say anything. That’s right. Remember to do the dishes after you are done eating.”
Sirin did not feel anything when seeing that elder sister called Mo Qingtong eat the fugu feast her elder brother made for her. As she sat on the sofa, she even felt like laughing. In the end, you are just eating Elder Brother and my leftovers. How pathetic!
Chen Heng found that aside from himself, Sirin had no interest in speaking to others. He wanted to help her change this introverted nature and did not know where to start.
Send Sirin to school? That was doable but pointless. It was almost the end of the school year. After sending her to school for ten days, he would have to take the college entrance exams. After that, he would bring Sirin to various places to sightsee and relax. How could there be time to send her to middle school?
Furthermore, Sirin was currently 14 years old, about the age for second year in middle school. Children of that age often formed cliques and excluded those not from their cliques. If she transferred in at this moment, she would likely be excluded. What would happen if she got bullied and that formed a psychological trauma? Chen Heng would probably send down a few meteors.
[TL Note: China follows an education system
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