Chapter 63: Screenshot
That evening, when Gu Qinghuan reported her grades, Gu Haiyan and Wang Jia’an immediately clapped warmly to show their approval.
Wang Jia’an even praised, “Huan Huan seems to be adapting really well at Mingde High!”
“She’s always had good adaptability since she was little,” Gu Haiyan commented, “That part’s like you.”
“Yes, just like me!” Wang Jia’an said proudly.
Gu Qinghuan casually mentioned that she was going to attend Su Lin’s tutoring class.
“What time will you be back?” Gu Haiyan asked.
“Not sure yet, but I think… at least an hour,” Gu Qinghuan replied.
Gu Haiyan nodded. “Alright. Once you know the exact time, remember to let the family know.”
“Okay!” Gu Qinghuan readily agreed.
The Gu family was in a warm, harmonious mood, but things at the Yu household were completely different.
That day, Yu Wenli had returned home on time for once. Remembering that Mingde High had just finished its monthly exams, he asked his two daughters about their grades.
Yu Yuan hesitated and wouldn’t answer, while Yu Xin calmly reported her ranking.
Just hearing “first in the class” made Yu Wenli raise his brows in surprise. When she followed with “fourth in the grade,” he looked at Yu Xin with a completely different expression.
“What nonsense are you spouting?” Yu Jinxin scolded impatiently. “Your grades were so bad in ninth grade—how could you get that ranking now?”
“Why would I lie about something like this?” Yu Xin gripped her chopsticks tightly, trying hard to keep her tone calm. “You can just ask my homeroom teacher to confirm it’s true.”
“Alright,” Yu Wenli interrupted Yu Jinxin mildly, then looked at Yu Xin with a warm tone. “Not bad—you didn’t bring shame to our family. You should be rewarded.”
“Thank you, Father.” Yu Xin replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, then lowered her head to eat again.
“What about you, Yuan Yuan?” Yu Wenli turned to Yu Yuan.
Yu Yuan pouted slightly and said in a coquettish tone, “I didn’t do as well as Sister. I only got seventh in the class.”
Yu Xin stayed silent. The class group chat had long since shared the average scores of each class, and Class 8 had the lowest this time.
Even though Yu Yuan ranked seventh in her class, her grade ranking might not even make the top 100.
Yu Wenli, as an adult, could naturally tell that Yu Yuan was downplaying her poor results.
Still, he only frowned slightly and said blandly, “Compared to your sister, there’s still quite a gap. You need to work on that next time.”
“…Yes,” Yu Yuan answered weakly.
After dinner, Yu Xin went straight upstairs to her room. Just before turning into the hallway, she saw Yu Yuan and Yu Jinxin sitting on the sofa.
Yu Jinxin seemed to be comforting Yu Yuan, with one arm around her shoulder, leaning close to her face to say something.
When Yu Xin saw them, she didn’t know what Yu Jinxin had said, but Yu Yuan suddenly burst into laughter. She seemed to have already put the failed exam behind her.
Yu Xin found the scene oddly off-putting, though she couldn’t pinpoint exactly why. She simply quickened her pace and returned to her room.
During National Day, Cui Wanning had assigned her a servant, and Yu Xin had simply started using the help. Now when she shopped online, she didn’t have to worry about heavy packages.
Besides picking up deliveries, she also had Butler Zhao adjust her room’s layout. As for renovations, she planned to wait until “Sesame” grew a bit bigger.
When she opened the door, the originally carpet-sprawled Sesame immediately ran toward her.
Yu Xin bent down, scooped Sesame into her arms, and glanced around to check the changes in her room.
While she was away at school during the day, Butler Zhao had already arranged for staff to make the changes according to her wishes.
Originally, upon entering her room, there was a living area with sofa, TV, and coffee table. The balcony faced the door, the bedroom was to the left, and further left were the bathroom and walk-in closet. Her desk and bookshelf were in the bedroom.
After the change, the display shelves in the living area and the plant racks on the balcony were removed. Yu Xin also got rid of the TV cabinet and the flat-screen TV on it.
That type of TV wasn’t stable—once Sesame got bigger, one kick could knock it over—so it was best to remove it. The TV cabinet was replaced with a row of low cabinets with glass doors for storage.
As for the wall between the living area and bedroom, Yu Xin planned to turn it into a cat wall in the future, so Sesame could climb on it.
For now, she had bought a small cat tree, which Butler Zhao had already installed near the balcony. Once Sesame grew, she could use it.
The balcony had been enclosed, so there was no risk of Sesame falling. She also placed the litter box there.
Since she had school and wasn’t home yesterday, she used an automatic feeder to give Sesame kitten canned food.
The water bowl was placed next to the low cabinet. Gu Qinghuan had told her that when cats grew up, they’d eventually drink from the same cup as their owner, so there was no rush to buy a drinking fountain.
When recommending the feeder, Gu Qinghuan had been hesitant—she said few people used machines for dry food, so she checked reviews across platforms before finding one that looked decent, though she couldn’t guarantee it would work well.
Yu Xin had tried it yesterday and found it fine—Sesame adapted quickly and had normal digestion, so she kept using it today.
She poured Sesame some kitten milk, then went to wash the feeder, her mind wandering.
Whether it was the automatic feeder, cat tree, or cat wall—she could never have imagined before that pet supplies could be this “high-end.”
She would never have spent money on such things before. But now, seeing Sesame well cared for, she felt the expense was worth it.
Her phone buzzed. Her hands were still wet, so she couldn’t open it, but the lit-up screen showed part of a text message—enough for her to understand.
It was a bank transaction alert—200,000 yuan deposited. It must be the reward Yu Wenli had mentioned earlier.
Her expression barely changed. To her surprise, she realized she no longer thought 200,000 was much.
After washing the feeder and setting it on the low cabinet to dry, her phone lit up again—this time, a WeChat message.
Xia He: [Fourth in the grade—has your family treatment changed?]
Yu Xin thought, If Chuchu saw Xia He’s messages, she’d definitely think he’s annoying again.
That day, before Gu Qinghuan kicked Xia He out of the group chat, he had messaged her privately. She had hesitated for a long time before replying.
Although his words were often unpleasant, his advice was actually useful.
She could feel that Xia He and Qinghuan were completely different types of helpers.
Qinghuan would encourage her and give advice, but never take sides—the choice was always hers.
Xia He, on the other hand, would directly judge her actions and influence her choices based on his own preferences.
She didn’t think Xia He was always right, but sometimes, she really needed that blunt evaluation.
Yu Xin: [He gave me 200,000.]
Xia He: [So stingy~]
The words felt familiar—Yu Xin remembered that when Chuchu learned Yu Wenli had given her 50,000 before, she’d also called it stingy.
Xia He: [At least it means he acknowledges you a bit now. What are you going to do with the 200,000?]
Yu Xin thought for a moment and replied: [I want to save it. If I keep this up, by the time I get into college and leave the Yu family, my savings will be enough to live on my own.]
Xia He: [Ha.]
Xia He: [That’s hilarious.]
Xia He: [Why would you leave the Yu family? That’s your home. The Yu family’s money is yours by right—it should be inherited by you in the future. Why give it to those useless trash? Are you stupid?]
Yu Xin touched her forehead, once again confirming that Xia He’s words were truly harsh—so harsh they were almost discouraging.
She suspected it was because they were in private chat—if they were in the group with Qinghuan there, Xia He wouldn’t be so fierce.
Although she knew Xia He wasn’t wrong and that her thinking was too negative, Yu Xin still couldn’t resist replying: [If you keep insulting me, I’ll screenshot this and send it to Qinghuan.]
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