Candy had gone home, but she still had homework to do.
Candy had just picked up her schoolbag. She pouted and protested unhappily, "I finished my homework at school."
"Brother, I've noticed that ever since I started elementary school, the thing you say most often in the evenings is 'Do your homework.' Hmph, don't think I don't know—you never did your homework when you came home from school."
Mo Jingchun had just stood up. At that, he glanced at Zhou Yaling, whose face was full of guilt.
Zhou Yaling was probably the only one who would tell Candy that he never did extra homework. He couldn't think of anyone else who would say it.
"Don't copy me. Don't learn the bad things; learn the good ones."
"You should take your sister-in-law as your role model, got it? Ask her—she loved doing homework in high school. She probably went through plenty of Three Years of College Entrance Exams and Five Years of Simulations."
Li Xuanyu, standing right beside Mo Jingchun, pinched his waist and gave him a reproachful look. So what if she'd come first every time? Did he really have to hold it against her?
Watching her sister-in-law's little gesture, Candy looked doubtful. Why did it feel like her brother and sister-in-law were ganging up on her? "Sister-in-law, is what Brother said true?"
"It is. Back in high school, I used up one refill of a water-based pen every day." Candy was stunned. How many words did you have to write to use up a whole refill?
"Come on, stop standing there like a fool. You barely have any homework now, and you're already thinking of not doing it. When you're in high school, if you can manage even eighty percent of what I could, I'll talk to your homeroom