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As the two girls continued their private rivalry, the afternoon quickly approached. Not only were they busy, but my family was also in a frenzy.
"Old Zhao, hurry and call someone to buy more seafood and have it delivered here as fast as possible!"
"Zhao Lun! That's a Red Star Grouper! If you put it in freshwater, it will die!"
"Come on, both of you, get out of my way! Did I ask you to come here and make things harder?"
"Zhao Lun, go get your grandparents back; I can't handle this alone!"
Old Zhao and I truly had our grievances. "Old Zhao, can you believe we're both of the same surname and yet my mom, with a different surname, is bullying us?"
"You little brat, stop trying to sow discord. You can provoke me all you want, but dare to provoke your mother and see what happens; she'll skin you alive!"
Old Zhao wasn't exaggerating; neither of us dared to make her angry.
"I told you to call Aunt Liu to handle this, but your mom insisted on doing it herself. I really can't take it anymore."
Old Zhao and I hid in the backyard, afraid to speak too loudly for fear of drawing attention.
Ding-dong!
At that moment, the doorbell rang suddenly. I rushed over to open the door. "Who is it?"
When I opened the door, I saw a girl standing at the entrance with various items beside her.
I admit that I know many beautiful women—Lin Mu Xi and Ouyang Zhirou could both be considered top-tier beauties—but the girl before me was completely different from either of them.
She wore a strapless white dress that barely concealed her ample curves, and she was nearly as tall as I was! Without her shoes on, she would definitely be taller than both Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi. Although her looks didn't quite match Lin Mu Xi's or Ouyang Zhirou's exceptional beauty, she was still stunning in her own right. If she were in the modeling industry, with her striking figure and height, she would undoubtedly be a regular on the charts.
The hem of her dress shimmered occasionally, indicating it was quite expensive.
But what attracted me most wasn't her tall figure or her alluring curves; it was her eyes! With golden hair and blue eyes, she stood out among the people of Dragon Kingdom, whose pupils were mostly similar in color. While she had features typical of someone from Dragon Kingdom—aside from her skin tone—her eyes clearly revealed her mixed heritage.
"Hello, is this Zhao Lun's house?"
I didn't recall knowing such a beautiful girl. "Hi, this is Zhao Lun; I'm Zhao Lun."
"Giggling, so you're Zhao Lun!"
She continued to size me up before adding, "You're quite handsome! Oh right, I almost forgot to introduce myself. Hi, I'm Wang Ju'en."
Hearing her speak made my mind go blank; I never expected her to come knocking at my door. Did she not know what 'walking into a tiger's den' meant? Should I say she was brave but reckless or just eager for trouble?
It shouldn't be like this. According to Lin Mu Xi, she couldn't possibly be the kind of person to make such an impulsive decision. What is she really up to?
My brain rebooted from a complete shutdown in just a moment, but no matter how I thought about it, I remained utterly perplexed and couldn't fathom her intentions.
Zhao Lun, is this how your family treats guests? Blocking someone at the door without letting them in or saying a word? This is quite disappointing.
After my encounter with Ouyang Zhirou, I learned not to judge people through colored lenses. However, her words were undeniably clear in my ears. I didn't give her a pleasant expression, yet I still made way for her.
It's nothing much; I just felt you resembled a teacher I once knew and got momentarily distracted. Please, come in.
Wang Ju'en didn't step inside immediately; she continued to stand at the door. Oh? Is that so? Then I'm truly honored. May I ask which teacher you are referring to?
Boduo.
After saying that, I gestured for her to enter. I had no patience to linger here; I needed to hurry and inform Old Zhao about this.
Hehe, interesting.
Only then did she step inside, and I carried the things she brought along into the house. I poured her a cup of tea filled to the brim, nearly overflowing, and said, "Enjoy," before rushing back to the backyard.
Old Zhao! We're in trouble! Wang Ju'en is here!
Old Zhao glanced at me without much surprise, as if he already knew this would happen. Why make a fuss over it?
Now it was my turn to be confused. What does this mean? Could it be that Old Zhao had arranged this?
Don't worry; it has nothing to do with you. She’s here on behalf of her father to relay a message to me and Ouyang Xiong. Just stay calm.
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