Sister, can I become a maid too?

Chapter 12 was just something to bring to Wanwan to eat!

Seeing the girl's wary gaze, Jiang Yubai's lips twitched involuntarily.

Seeing that this guy was even about to get up and run away with his tray, he didn't say anything. He just walked straight past Lin Jianxia and sat down in an empty seat behind her.

As soon as the plate was placed down, Jiang Yubai began to eat without any hesitation.

Li Yang glanced at Lin Tingwan's stiff back in front of him, then at Jiang Yubai who was burying his head in his rice to his left. He wisely kept quiet and silently followed suit.

Just three or four minutes later, "Lin Tingwan" suddenly stood up, picked up her bare plate, and fled from her seat as if she were escaping.

After watching someone leave the cafeteria, Li Yang finally couldn't hold back any longer and nudged Jiang Yubai beside him with his elbow:

"Hey Jiang, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Jiang Yu asked casually as he peeled a shrimp.

"Brother Jiang, I admit it was wrong of me to believe the rumors earlier," Li Yang couldn't help but complain, "but you can't treat me like an idiot—there are so many empty seats over there, why did you deliberately sit behind Lin Tingwan?"

"Oh, this," Jiang Yubai tossed a shrimp into his mouth. "I was hoping to get to know my new deskmate better, but it seems like he's not very welcoming."

Upon hearing this, Li Yang was both amused and exasperated: "Brother Jiang, we're already in our final year of high school. Don't you know what kind of person Lin Tingwan is?"

"From the first year of high school until now, have you seen her become close with anyone? No, right?"

He gestured towards the cafeteria entrance with his lip:

"Whether it's a boy or a girl, if anyone tries to talk to her, she either can't hear them or just nods or shakes her head, she just doesn't say a word."

"So, Brother Jiang, if you go and try to build a relationship with her, you're just running into an iceberg. If she actually pays attention to you, that would be like the sun rising in the west."

Jiang Yubai retorted irritably, "They have aphasia, how are you expecting them to speak?"

Li Yang was taken aback for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Aphasia... but you can still communicate by writing, right? But she won't even write a note, and she's always so cold to everyone."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yubai was taken aback and subconsciously glanced towards the cafeteria entrance.

If I hadn't met Lin Jianxia in Jinxiu New Village, would she have replied to my note even if we had changed seats?

"So," Li Yang continued, summarizing, "Brother Jiang, if you're really lonely and want to find a pretty girl to chat with, Lin Tingwan is definitely not a good choice."

He suddenly perked up and said excitedly, "Brother Jiang, I think that Zhao Yun seems to be..."

"Shut up and eat."

".....oh."

After shoveling a few more mouthfuls of rice, Li Yang seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, smacking his lips and saying:

"But speaking of which, do pretty girls all care a lot about their image? I saw that her plate was just watery soup, not even enough to feed a cat. Her body management is really ruthless."

Jiang Yubai ignored him and just ate her meal in silence.

He didn't know if Lin Jianxia was short of money this month or if she had always been eating such a simple diet.

If it's the former, that's fine, but if it continues like this for a long time...

He found it hard to imagine how Lin Jianxia managed to cope with the heavy academic pressure of her senior year of high school, relying solely on this meager diet of soup and water.

If Jiang Yubai were to eat only this little bit in one meal, he would probably be hungry again right after his afternoon nap.

Wait, are you hungry?

Jiang Yubai blinked, as if he had thought of something.

.....

.....

The third period in the afternoon was a self-study session.

Lin Jianxia held the pen, her brows furrowed, her gaze fixed on the analytical geometry problem.

I added and erased auxiliary lines, and the equations on the draft paper gradually filled the corners, but my thoughts were like tangled threads that I couldn't untangle.

A subtle yet distinct tightening sensation came from my stomach, as if an invisible hand had gently squeezed it.

She was already used to this feeling, and subconsciously pursed her lips, continuing to draw her attention back to the graphic in front of her.

Mathematics was her weak point, otherwise the homeroom teacher would not have arranged for Jiang Yubai to sit next to her.

But this Jiang Yubai not only didn't help her math grades at all, but also...

Just as the thought crossed her mind, Lin Jianxia caught a glimpse of a draft notebook being quietly pushed to the intersection of the two desks.

here we go again!

She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

It's been almost two days, and Jiang Yubai still seems oblivious to her attitude, continuing to hand her notebooks every day!

Lin Jianxia took a deep breath, trying to refocus her gaze on the math problem in front of her, but the numbers and symbols seemed to be shrouded in fog, and she couldn't get them into her brain.

She waited patiently for about ten seconds, and sure enough, in her peripheral vision, the notebook slowly shrank back.

Lin Jianxia breathed a sigh of relief.

Based on the pattern of the previous two days, once this guy fails to hand over his notebook, the class should finally be quiet.

Although it's annoying, thankfully... it's not to the point of being relentless or harassing.

Thinking of this, Lin Jianxia surprisingly felt a slight sense of goodwill towards him.

bah bah bah.

She composed herself and decided to tackle the torturous geometry problem in front of her again.

Just as I was starting to make sense of things, I heard the rustling sound of paper rubbing together.

Jiang! Yu! Bai!

I was just starting to think you were being a little more sensible!

Lin Jianxia's anger flared up instantly, her eyes slightly turned to the side, but she suddenly froze on the spot.

On that familiar draft paper, a huge object is now neatly placed—

Vacuum-packed chicken drumsticks.

The translucent brown color gleamed with an oily sheen under the plastic film, and the firm texture of the meat was clearly visible. It was as if even the rich aroma of the braising sauce had penetrated through the plastic film and wafted over.

The moment Lin Jianxia saw the chicken leg, her stomach rumbled loudly, much to her dismay.

Her ears turned slightly red, and her Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

She forced herself to look away, but the dark brown sheen and full contours seemed to hook her gaze.

Two tiny figures resembling Lin Jianxia were mentally punching each other like cats.

The one in the white dress stamped her foot in frustration, her voice clear and bright:

"We can't take it. Taking it would be a sign of weakness, and it would be condoning his annoying behavior!"

The one with the little black devil horns stood with his hands on his hips, saying matter-of-factly, "What does it matter! We accepted the strawberry gummy he gave us on the first day, didn't we?"

"Besides, why not eat it? If it's really too much, we can take it back for Wanwan as an extra treat!"

This reason was like the last straw, breaking Lin Jianxia's already faltering resolve.

She bit her lower lip, silently repeating the phrase "take it back for Wanwan to eat," and reached out to grab the chicken leg along with the draft notebook.

After stuffing the chicken leg into her schoolbag, Lin Jianxia finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze to the small notebook in front of her.

"By the way, what does your sister like? I need an answer urgently, I'm waiting online."

Lin Jianxia: "........."

So you really want to find out what your older sister likes by talking to her younger sister?!

She cursed Jiang Yubai, this "playboy," over and over in her mind, and in a fit of pique, scribbled a few large words on the draft paper: "I don't know!" and pushed it back forcefully.

After doing all this, Lin Jianxia finally felt a little better and secretly vowed never to reply to him again.

Since the chicken leg was already in his bag, he probably wouldn't feel comfortable taking it back.

In just half a minute, she heard the familiar rustling sound again, like little claws scratching at the air around her ears.

No reply! Absolutely no reply!

Lin Jianxia forced herself to stare at the mathematical formulas in front of her, but her peripheral vision uncontrollably drifted towards the corner of the table.

On the notebook, there was something neatly placed...

These pork floss breads look delicious.