Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

While waiting for the red light at the intersection, Ji Yichen turned his head and asked Si Ran casually: "Ranran, what did you say just now?"

Si Ran was playing with her phone with her head down. When she heard Ji Yichen's words, she blurted out almost subconsciously: "He thought that you and I were lovers, so I explained it to him. Oh, and he wanted to invite me to his birthday party."

When Ji Yichen heard the word "lover" coming out of Si Ran's mouth, his brain short-circuited for a moment. He pressed the handlebars with one hand and pointed at his head with the other: "Sister, I'm not saying anything, but he's sick."

Now he finally understood why he felt that Song Yu'an was a bit strange that night when he came to his school and told him to stay away from Si Ran.

Ji Yichen never thought that Song Yu'an actually regarded him as a "love rival" who wanted to pursue Si Ran just like him.

Si Ran did not refute Ji Yichen's statement that Song Yu'an might have some mental problems. He just chuckled and reminded him, "Brother, the green light is about to come on. It's time to go."

Si Ran was very satisfied with the family dinner after the midterm exam.

On the other side, Song Yu'an was at Aunt Song's house. After finishing his meal, he took the initiative to wash the dishes.

"You little brat, do you need your aunt's help with something again? You're so diligent today." Aunt Song looked at Song Yu'an jokingly.

Song Yu'an said that it was nothing, but he took the apple from the fruit plate and peeled an apple for Aunt Song, and handed it to her: "Aunt."

Aunt Song took it without being polite and took a bite: "I'll give you a chance, tell me."

Song Yu'an shrugged and said, "Aunt, I want you to help me invite Teacher Xiao back to be my tutor."

Although he had been cramming during this period and taking Si Ran's notes, he did answer most of the questions on the test paper during the three days of exams.

He had a rough idea of ​​how many points he could get.

At least it should be better than his last monthly exam result.

After all, Song Yu'an was a poor student before, and it can be said that he didn't learn any knowledge during the entire first semester of his first year of high school.

So, he now needs a tutor to help him learn the previous knowledge.

After eating the apple, Aunt Song wiped her hands with the wet tissue handed to her by Song Yu'an: "I thought it was something else, you little brat, you, you didn't learn before when I asked you to, but now you ask to learn it yourself."

"Aunt, please stop laughing at me. I'm already revising it now. Remember to contact Teacher Xiao for me. I'll go back to my room first." Now, whenever Song Yu'an heard his aunt mention his past, he would feel uncomfortable, so he got up and went upstairs.

Aunt Song looked at Song Yu'an's back as he "fleeed in panic" and couldn't help but smile, but suddenly she remembered something, the smile on her face disappeared, and she sighed heavily.

If only he had known how to study earlier.

After turning off the TV and thinking for a while, Aunt Song picked up the mobile phone on the table, found the nameless number in the address book, and dialed it.

After all, Song Yu'an was the child she had watched grow up.

As for the other one...

To be precise, it has nothing to do with her and the Song family.

The next day was the weekend, and Song Yu'an had a rare chance to sleep in, but the doorbell downstairs interrupted his sweet dream. The person kept ringing the doorbell, as if he was determined that he had to open the door and would not give up until he did.

Song Yu'an sat up irritably, took out his cell phone and saw that it was only eight o'clock.

My aunt is not at home, so she must have gone out to open the shop.

He scratched his hair. There was no one else at home, so he had to get up and go downstairs to open the door.

"Come on, stop knocking. Who is it so early in the morning?"

Unexpectedly, just as Song Yu'an opened the door and finished speaking, a loud slap hit him accurately in the face, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly.

The burning pain on his face made Song Yu'an stunned for a moment, his expression turned cold, and he turned his head to see clearly the person who hit him and the young man standing at the door who gave him a provocative look.

The boy opened his mouth and mouthed to him, "Song Yu'an, you're done."

Song Yu'an snorted disdainfully, poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and blocked the door. He had no intention of letting the woman and her son in front of him enter his home: "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing? Song Yu'an, you just can't stand your brother doing well. Now you even want to compete with him for his tutor. Why did I give birth to such a black-hearted son like you?" The woman accused Song Yu'an with an angry face, her fingers almost poking into his eyes.

This woman was none other than Song Yu'an's biological mother.

The young man standing at the door was his half-brother, Chen Yiqian.

Through Song's mother's words, Song Yu'an also roughly understood the situation.

Teacher Xiao is now Chen Yiqin’s tutor.