School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

Chapter 190 You Must Take Care of Yourself

"So... how much do you think you scored on the two subjects today?" Jiang Ling asked with a smiling eyes.@@@@

"Hard to say." Xiao Han laughed shyly.

"Hard to say?" Jiang Ling was slightly startled, then smiled, "Is it embarrassing to say, or do you want to keep it a secret?"

"Embarrassing to say." Xiao Han smiled faintly.

Actually, it was easy to estimate Xiao Han's scores. In the morning's Chinese language test, he likely didn't have any problems with the initial questions. The main issue was the essay. If the essay reached the passing mark, it could be at least fifty points. In the afternoon's math test, out of one hundred and fifty points, he could score at least one hundred forty-five.

For both subjects combined—three hundred points—subtract the predicted fifteen points. Xiao Han estimated he could score at least two hundred eighty-five points.

This score was already considered quite good and impressive in the college entrance exam. If Xiao Han mentioned it, probably no one would believe him. So, he simply chose not to say it.

However, Jiang Ling didn't think so.

She thought Xiao Han's embarrassment was because he had performed poorly, so he was embarrassed to say it.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, even if today didn't go well, as long as you work hard tomorrow. You can still make the university cut-off score."

"Uh..." Xiao Han was taken aback, then laughed, "Right, you're absolutely right. I will definitely pass the university cut-off score."

At this time, quite a few people gradually came in, and Jiang Ling seemed to have lost interest in Xiao Han. She hurriedly found other students to inquire about their situation. Xiao Han was quickly left aside, sitting quietly, waiting for the exam's ending bell to ring.

Xiao Han never really understood why, once the test papers were completed, one must force oneself to sit at their desk. If there were questions you truly didn't know, no matter if you stayed put, you likely wouldn't be able to figure them out. If you could solve a problem, you would do it right away.

Continuously sitting at the seat was simply a form of torture for oneself, as well as a form of suffering.

Whether it was torment or suffering, it always drained one's energy and spirit. Rather than wasting energy like that, it'd be better to save one's strength, waiting for tomorrow's battle.

When the exam's ending bell rang, Xiao Han left the school with the crowd. As he was leaving, he sent a message to Li Dapang, telling him not to wait as he had something to do and had to leave first.

Xiao Han carried his backpack, walking along the road he had taken before, under the French plane trees along the school's perimeter wall, slowly moving forward. His eyes roved over the surrounding flowers and grass, the bustling past. It seemed like he saw a memory of the past; it seemed he saw memories long gone.

Xiao Han looked up at the clear blue sky, radiantly clear. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

In the sky, those floating clouds seemed like musical notes suspended in the air, playing a melody that was melodious and melancholic. It made one contemplative, nostalgic, sorrowful, and profoundly sad...

Mango.

That was a place of memories; that was a place of laughter and joy; it had sweet memories, it had familiar scenes...

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Mango.

This was a small bourgeois style dessert shop; this was a high-end dessert shop.

"Okay!" Xiao Han was always well-behaved at home, never a child to worry his mother.

Returning to his room, that feeling of loneliness instantly overwhelmed him. He pulled out his phone, no replies to his messages, and no response to his calls. It was as if it had sunk into an ancient well, absolutely still, without a ripple.

It didn't take long for Mother Xiao to come knocking on his door, "Xiao Han, dinner's ready."

"Coming!" Xiao Han quickly sprang up.

He rushed out, washed his hands, and then ate dinner, which was still so lavish. There were five dishes, all Xiao Han's favorites, including a steamed fish, which was exceptionally delicious. Xiao Han curiously asked, "Mom, how come the fish tastes so good?"

"Oh, Liu Dajun brought it over," Mother Xiao laughed and said, "Dajun had the afternoon off and went fishing in the wild, caught several fish, so he brought one over to us. This fish is wild, not farm-raised, so the flesh is tastier, and it tastes very good."

"No wonder!" Xiao Han nodded and said, "Why would Liu Dajun bring fish to our house?"

"You took Grandma Liu to the hospital last time and donated so much money," Mother Xiao smiled and said, "They came to express their thanks."

"Oh, I see," Xiao Han immediately realized.

The Liu family, although not on bad terms with his own, Liu Dajun had never really interacted with their family before. Perhaps it was because he helped the Liu family once that they brought the fish. It turned out, doing good deeds always paid back. The rewards did not vary in significance or value.

After dinner, Xiao Han decided to go out for a walk.

With his inner turmoil having nowhere to vent, the only option was to stroll around.

"Xiao Han?" Liu Xiaolei just happened to come out of her home, preparing to head to the Hanmen Restaurant for work.

"Xiao Lei, are you going to work?" Xiao Han curiously asked.

"Yeah!" Liu Xiaolei was already dressed in her work uniform, her tall figure accentuated by a black blazer, flawlessly beautiful and stunningly gorgeous, providing an exceptionally beautiful sight that captivated anyone who saw her. Liu Xiaolei looked at Xiao Han with a beaming smile, especially seeing Xiao Han's fervent gaze, she was even more elated, "Hehe, how do I look? Pretty?"

"Yeah, pretty!" Xiao Han immediately nodded.

Liu Xiaolei giggled, then said, "Do you want to... touch?"

"Uh..." Xiao Han startled, awkwardly asked, "Can I... can I?"

"Call me 'sister,' and I'll let you touch," Liu Xiaolei giggled.

"Ah..." Xiao Han was taken aback.

"What? Don't want to?" Liu Xiaolei looked at Xiao Han with smiling eyes.

"Sister, sister!" Xiao Han hastily nodded in agreement.

Liu Xiaolei grinned and leaned in, then said, "Come on, I'll let you touch."

Looking around left and right, Xiao Han curiously glanced around. The streetlights in Fuxing Community were mostly old and no one maintained them. Therefore, the road was fairly dark. If it weren't for the Hanmen Catering across the street, this place would probably be pitch black.

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