After arriving at the new home, Yorihiro and Keiko Shirato took some time to clean up the house.

When everything is finished, it is already eight o'clock in the evening.

White Bird Love is already lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

Shirato Keiko and Hoshino Ryuri ate the bread and went back to their rooms.

The rooms in this apartment are not as big as those in the previous ones, but both the floor and the walls are much newer than the old house of the Hoshino family.

Xia Yan is quite satisfied with this house.

The only regret is that the bathroom not only hasn't become bigger, but it's a little smaller.

Sighing, Xia Yan floated to Liuli's side.

Now that there is no one else, it’s time to do the job.

Xia Yan picked up the notebook and threw it on the table.

Bang--

The sound of the notebook echoed in the bedroom.

Liuli looked at the notebook.

Xia Yan used his mind to pick up the red pen and wrote on his notebook:

『Who is that woman?』

Xia Yan looked at Hoshino Ryuri seriously, trying to create a scene in the soap opera where the affair was exposed.

"Which?" Liuli asked in confusion.

Pretending to be puzzled, a classic plot.

Natsuhiko continued to ask: "Who is the woman Daisuke mentioned before?"

"That." Liuli hesitated, "That means my mother."

Is it a mother?

Last week, Natsuhiko asked about Hoshino Ryuri's biological mother from Kei Hoshino.

By the way, Kei Hoshino’s debt has not been settled yet!

Let's talk about this before.

Natsuhiko recalled Kei Hoshino's words.

Kei Hoshino said that he and Ryuri's biological mother divorced Hoshino Daisuke and were in poor health and stayed in the hospital.

Xia Yan originally thought that Liuli's biological mother would be as soft as Liuli, and she had no sense of existence.

But judging from the frowning expression of Hoshino Daisuke at that time, that woman did not seem to be simple.

Xia Yan threw down the red pen and switched to an ordinary black pen:

『What's going on with your mother?

"I can't remember it either. Suddenly one day, they divorced." The girl lowered her head, and the girl felt a little sad.

"Is she in the hospital?" Xia Yan asked again.

"Well, but I haven't seen her for many years." The girl's fingers unconsciously squeezed the paper of the notebook and wrinkled it.

Xia Yan saw her unhappiness and skipped the topic.

No matter what that woman is like, Liuli is now his own.

He touched the girl's head with his mind: "Hurry up and do your homework."

"Well, Xia Yanjun should start learning too." Liuli helped Xia Yan put down the math book.

Xia Yan looked at the narrow desk and thought about how he should play games quietly.

Before, he always hid his cell phone on the side of the desk by relying on the blockage of the desk.

But now, one side of the desk is a wall and the other side is a cabinet.

What should I do?

Before Xia Yan could come up with a solution, a new crisis emerged.

Suddenly, Sudori Yoshino thought of something, she put down her pen and looked at Xia Yan.

"I have prepared something for you." said the girl.

What? Fun? Good-looking? Easy-to-use?

Under Xia Yan's expectant gaze, Liuli took out a test paper.

"That's it!" The girl placed the test paper next to her.

It was a math test paper, with complex figures and forms all over the paper.

Xia Yan looked at Hoshino Ryuri in shock.

I lost everything for you, and you actually treated me like this!

"This test paper is moderately difficult and not as good as the test papers of Dongda University. Just do it and take a look." The girl helped Xia Yan get the pen again.

Xia Yan picked up the test paper and threw it aside.

"It's so simple, I'm insulting my IQ." He made an excuse.

"Then do this," Liuli took out another test paper and introduced it excitedly, "I originally planned to give you this one, but I'm afraid it's too difficult."

Xia Yan couldn't find a reason to refuse.

He just said that he would not do it simply, but now that he has changed the difficult ones, what excuses can he find?

Can I exchange the test papers?

"It's beginning, I'll time you." Liuli turned on the timer in her phone.

Xia Yan looked at the girl, and he seemed to see two demon horns appearing on the girl's head.

He picked up the pen and thought about how to make the test paper disappear properly, such as being blown away by the wind.

But there was no wind outside the window.

God is going to kill me!

Although Xia Yan went to college in his previous life, he had long forgotten how to solve problems in high school.

It would be fine if he did a normal test paper, but he still picked the difficult ones.

Xia Yan gritted his teeth and looked at the test paper.

Um?

Yes, yes, yes?

Using his mindfulness to pick up the test paper, Xia Yan quickly scanned the questions.

Is this a difficult test paper?

It shouldn't be.

The education of island countries is drought, drought, flood, and flood. Top students are no worse than China with the help of private schools, and their difficulty is no simpler than China.

If you look at the question carefully, there are also problems with splits and misalignment, but it is indeed not simple.

So, it is not a question of the test paper, it is Xia Yan's problem.

Xia Yan held his arms and pondered:

I'm a genius?

But if I were a genius, why didn’t I pass the Tsinghua University in my previous life?

Xia Yan searched carefully and finally understood the reason.

After reading all the questions, he felt a little dizzy, which was a manifestation of excessive use of mental power.

It was the improvement of his mental power that made him powerful.

So, he is not a genius, he is just working hard.

He tried hard to add some points to his eyebrows and improve his mental power to solve these problems.

Thank you so much for myself.

When Xia Yan picked up the pen, he did it quickly.

Half an hour later, he gave the test paper to Liuli.

"Have you finished writing?" Liuli took the test paper in surprise.

She found out the answer and changed it with a red pen.

One minute later, Liuli put down the test paper.

There are all red circles on the test papers, and there is no hook.
To be continued...