6: Chapter 6 The Secrets the Simp Doesn't Know
The residential complex where Su Qingyuan rented an apartment was called Wasteland New Village. It was separated from the school by just a single wall, with a straight-line distance to the teaching building of less than a hundred meters.
However, if one went through the main gate, they would have to take a long detour.
So, whenever she woke up late, she would ask the security guard to set up a ladder for her to climb over the wall.
In this world where strength is justice, good looks are just as effective. Otherwise, that security guard would have been lucky not to scold her, let alone eagerly setting up a ladder for her.
When Yun Zhuo arrived at Wasteland New Village, she was already waiting at the main entrance.
She looked at Yun Zhuo, who was holding a cardboard box, with a face full of confusion. "Is this all your belongings?"
Yun Zhuo said calmly, "The appliances and furniture my parents left behind have all been sold over the last few years to pay for my tuition."
"Didn't you receive any relief funds? I'll help you apply for them later. High school students get over a thousand yuan a month, and tuition is completely free."
"It's clear you're a Young Miss who's never had to lift a finger. What you're talking about is only on paper."
"In Dawn City, it's already good if you can actually get five hundred a month, and even then, it's not guaranteed every month."
"As for the tuition you mentioned, it is indeed waived, but the fees for textbooks, uniforms, meals, after-school tutoring, and various study materials are even higher than the tuition itself."
Su Qingyuan was stunned; she had never really thought about these things before.
After thinking for a moment, she smiled slightly, placed a hand on Yun Zhuo's shoulder, and said grandly, "It's fine. I'll take care of you from now on."
"You?" Yun Zhuo gave her a look of disdain. "Your salary isn't even enough for yourself, and you're going to support me?"
Su Qingyuan's cheeks flushed. "That was before. It won't be like that anymore."
Yun Zhuo looked at her, expressing his doubt.
"Oh, stop it~" Su Qingyuan said coquettishly. "Alright, alright, let's go home and put your things down first. By the way, are you busy later? If not, let's go get a certification. With the certificate, it'll be easier to handle your class transfer procedures."
Su Qingyuan lived on the seventh floor in a small one-bedroom apartment. Including the shared areas, the total area was sixty square meters at most.
It was kept very clean, and one could smell a soft feminine fragrance upon entering.
Even the shoe cabinet had no smell—or perhaps there was one, but he just couldn't detect any stench.
Su Qingyuan opened the shoe cabinet and handed him a pair of slippers.
Yun Zhuo inadvertently glanced at the five-tiered cabinet; four of the tiers were actually filled with high heels, all of them stiletto styles.
There were plain white ones, dazzling ones encrusted with diamonds, classic black ones with red soles, as well as crystal sandals, lace-ups, and studded ones... Without exception, they were all ten-centimeter stilettos.
The pair hidden furthest inside even had a small lock at the ankle.
Did I hit the jackpot? Or did I find myself a spendthrift woman?
Seeing his gaze lingering on her shoes, Su Qingyuan's cheeks warmed slightly. She quickly slammed the cabinet door shut and scolded, "Hey, what are you looking at? Hurry up and change into the slippers!"
"Teacher Su, you bought so many shoes. Can you even wear them all?" Yun Zhuo asked while changing his shoes.
"I can't wear them all, but can't I just keep them to look at?" She turned her face away, her tone slightly awkward.
"That's such a waste."
"Heh~" Su Qingyuan suddenly paused. As if thinking of something, she raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of mischief flashing in her eyes.
She suddenly leaned in close. Yun Zhuo instinctively leaned back, but she gently hooked his chin with her fingertip, her tone teasing: "Do you want Teacher to change into high heels and do a catwalk for you?"
"Well, that sounds great."
"Pah, in your dreams." Su Qingyuan stood up and pointed toward the bedroom, saying in a commanding tone, "I'll sleep in the bedroom, and you'll sleep in the living room. The bathroom is over there. I've already bought toiletries for you; they're on the sink."
At this point, she suddenly turned around and added, "Also, I can help you wash your clothes, but you have to wash your own underwear and socks."
"I bought a specific basin for you; it's in the corner of the bathroom. You're not allowed to wash them in the sink, and you're definitely not allowed to touch my basin, understand?"
"So troublesome," Yun Zhuo muttered softly. "Then where should I put these things?"
"What's in there?"
Yun Zhuo opened the cardboard box. Besides photos of his parents, there were only a few changes of clothes.
Su Qingyuan took a look, and her tone softened. "You can put your clothes in my wardrobe. As for your parents' photos, if you want to display them outside, that's fine too."
"We can move that cabinet over later, and you can place them on it, along with this incense burner."
"But you must remember to clean up the incense ash yourself.
By the way, do you know how to change a faucet? The one on the balcony is broken."
"Yes."
"Great! I've already bought the faucet. Would you mind using your lucky hands to change it?"
"No problem, that's easy."
"Then do you know how to change a light bulb?" Su Qingyuan pointed to the ceiling light in the living room.
Yun Zhuo looked up. "That's not a light bulb; it should be a light panel or a light strip. You didn't buy a bulb, did you?"
"Ah? I thought it was a light bulb. It's fine, I'll go buy the right one later."
"What else in your house is broken? Tell me everything at once so I don't have to make multiple trips."
"Uh~ there's also an outlet in the kitchen that doesn't have power anymore."
Yun Zhuo rolled his eyes. "These things clearly have been broken for a long time. Why didn't you find someone to fix them before? You weren't just waiting to catch me and use me as manual labor, were you?"
"I was scared," Su Qingyuan said, her voice dropping slightly.
"Scared of what?"
"You're young, so you wouldn't know. Those people who come over to fix pipes often have bad intentions. It's especially unsafe for a girl living alone like me."
"Wait a minute, how do you know that?" Yun Zhuo suddenly caught the key point.
"This..."
Seeing Su Qingyuan at a loss for words, Yun Zhuo smiled. "You didn't see it in a 'little movie,' did you?"
"I did not!" Su Qingyuan's ears turned bright red instantly as she hurriedly defended herself. "I'm a teacher; how could I watch things like that?"
Looking at the blushing Su Qingyuan, a mischievous glint appeared in Yun Zhuo's eyes. He didn't say anything, just stared at her.
Su Qingyuan felt more and more guilty. She couldn't help but ask, "Hey, kid, what's with that look?"
"It's nothing. Alright, let's head to the War Spirit Master Guild."
"It's noon. Aren't you going to eat lunch?"
"I don't have the habit of eating lunch. Have you not eaten yet?"
"I have. I was just worried you'd be hungry. By the way..." Speaking of which, she turned toward the refrigerator. "I still have some sandwiches I made this morning."
She took two out of the fridge but only gave one to Yun Zhuo. "Since I'm supporting you from now on, you don't need to skip this meal. Also, if you're too embarrassed to eat alone, I can eat one with you."
Yun Zhuo glanced at her, not exposing her little scheme, and took the sandwich. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. After all, you'll be my War Spirit Master from now on, so I can't let you go hungry."
Yun Zhuo took a bite and suddenly asked, "Did you really make this yourself?"
Hearing this, Su Qingyuan's heart suddenly leaped into her throat. "What's wrong? Does it taste bad?"
"No, it tastes great, just like something bought from a bakery." He then looked at her suspiciously. "Are you sure you're not lying to me? You didn't buy this?"
Hearing Yun Zhuo praise her skills in such a roundabout way, Su Qingyuan was overjoyed. With a proud look, she said, "Who's lying to you? If you don't believe me, I'll make it for you again tomorrow."
In reality, the sandwich tasted just mediocre. The reason Yun Zhuo went against his conscience to praise her was simply to provide some emotional value.
It was just like training a dog: give it a treat when it completes a command. Once a conditioned reflex is formed, it will complete the command even without the treat.
It sounded a bit pragmatic, but this is the way men and women interact—it's all about emotional value. Only simps don't know this.