The meal was quickly finished.
After breakfast, Gu Luo initially wanted to wash the dishes, but Lu Xuexue stopped him.
It didn’t make sense to let a guest handle the chores.
But the girl was stubborn, and in the end, Gu Luo had no choice but to watch as Lu Xuexue and Luo Shuning chatted while cleaning up the dishes.
Clearly, because Lu Xuexue had woken Luo Shuning earlier, the two were already getting along well.
Gu Luo mentally gave Xuexue a big thumbs-up.
Though he wanted to teach Shuning a lesson, he didn’t want to go too far—hence the so-called "forgiveness progress bar" he’d proposed.
Xuexue’s arrival was perfectly timed, serving as a lubricant to help the four of them adjust to each other in the future.
Plus, they could all play games together in the evening.
A true case of killing three birds with one stone.
Today’s MVP award definitely went to Lu Xuexue.
And so, Gu Ximan followed Gu Luo to his room, Lu Xuexue and Luo Shuning handled the dishes, while Luo Shuling remained sprawled lazily on the sofa, happily munching on cucumber-flavored chips and watching a soap opera.
"Hahaha… hahaha…"
Luo Shuling laughed uncontrollably at a funny scene.
Just then, Luo Shuhe, wearing a spaghetti-strap nightgown, walked over expressionlessly and sat beside her.
"Haha… Shuhe, want some?"
Tears of laughter still in her eyes, Luo Shuling shook the half-empty chip bag at her.
Luo Shuhe didn’t take any. She just watched the show—which she found utterly mindless—for a moment before saying flatly,
"Why do you like watching such brainless soap operas?"
Hearing this, Luo Shuling swallowed her carefully chewed chip and grinned. "Brainless is good. No thinking required. I even read Yángshìzi’s novels before bed."
"Oh."
Luo Shuhe nodded, then asked in the same tone as if inquiring about the weather,
"Ximan and Gu Luo aren’t related by blood, right?"
"Yep."
Luo Shuling replied just as casually before bursting into laughter again at another funny scene.
The question might as well have been about the weather for her too.
Hearing this confirmation, the last shred of hope in Luo Shuhe’s heart vanished instantly.
So it was true.
Just as she’d thought.
Shuling’s ideas might be wild, but they weren’t completely baseless.
Now everything made sense.
As a girl herself, Luo Shuhe could see clearly who had feelings for Gu Luo.
Eliminate the impossible, and whatever remains—no matter how improbable—must be the truth.
After a moment of silence, she exhaled softly.
"Shuling, can you not play with fire?"
"Crunch, crunch."
The only response was the sound of chips being eaten.
Luo Shuhe felt a growing frustration. Compared to before, Gu Luo had clearly changed—he might actually consider taking in Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue.
If it ever came to that, their mother, Gu’s father, and Lu Xuexue’s parents would surely lose their minds.
No parents would accept such a situation.
Gu Luo would probably be beaten to death.
Both families would be thrown into chaos.
Luo Shuhe couldn’t bear the thought of that scene and immediately urged, "Shuling, you’ll ruin Gu Luo."
"Crunch, crunch."
"You’ll destroy both families."
"Crunch, crunch."
"Can you take responsibility for that?"
"Crunch, crunch."
"......"
Seeing that Luo Shuling had no intention of engaging, Luo Shuhe gave up wasting her breath. She stood slowly and, before leaving, dropped one final line—
"Shuning and I won’t agree to this."
Even if Shuning was weak, they’d have to team up now.
With that, she headed straight for Gu Luo’s room.
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