Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 146 My sister wouldn't be working as a scantily clad hostess at a bar, would she?

Chapter 147 My sister wouldn't be working as a scantily clad hostess at a bar, would she?

Ever since that incident, Lin Wan has been taking advantage of her cousin status to pester Zhang Qingzhe all day long.

They even took advantage of the fact that the teaching buildings of the two schools of thought were close to each other, and would come over every few days to take the initiative to curry favor.

This caused the girls in the [Energy Shaping School] to transfer all their jealousy and resentment towards Gu Xintong onto Lin Wan.

This also made Gu Xintong herself very wary of Lin Wan.

"What exactly happened with your cousin?" Gu Xintong took a sip of milk tea and looked up to ask.

"It's nothing, just ordinary relatives," Zhang Qingzhe replied casually, stirring his milk tea.

"What kind of relative is that?" Gu Xintong raised her pretty eyebrows slightly, her voice full of disbelief. "Is she really your cousin?"

"Of course," Zhang Qingzhe said confidently.

"snort!"

Gu Xintong turned her face away and looked out the window. "Anyway, the younger sister next to you is quite strange."

The sky outside the window remained gloomy.

Dark, heavy clouds, like dull lead weights, hung low over the city.

A sense of unease hung over the entire city of Green Island, as if it might fall at any moment and shatter everything to pieces.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Zhang Qingzhe changed the subject, "Have you heard anything about the price of those 'mood candies' I asked you to inquire about last time?"

Gu Xintong nodded, her slender white fingers gently toying with the milk tea cup.

"I found out, it's twice the price of regular mood candy."

Zhang Qingzhe's pupils dilated slightly.

The ordinary mood candies that Xia Qiwei gave him cost a thousand yuan each.

If it's doubled, then it would be two thousand yuan per pill.

If he needs to take one pill a day to replenish his soul—

So, in a month, the expense on mood-enhancing candies alone would be 60,000 yuan.

This is something that most people simply cannot afford.

In his previous life, he knew that an annual salary of one million was already considered a high-income group.

But even someone with an annual salary of one million wouldn't be able to spend 720,000 every year on "sweet treats," right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingzhe frowned deeply.

He really couldn't understand what kind of part-time job his sister did that could earn so much money.

Could it really be like what Xia Qiwei said, that she's working as a bar hostess in some kind of "witch bar"?

The moment this thought crossed Zhang Qingzhe's mind, he felt even more panicked.

My younger sister is indeed very beautiful and dresses very fashionably; she does resemble her sister a bit.

The kind of "little witch" who works in a special industry.

Moreover, given her looks and charisma, it seems not impossible that those great witches would spend lavishly on her.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gu Xintong's voice pulled him back to reality.

"It's nothing, please continue," Zhang Qingzhe said, snapping out of his reverie.

Gu Xintong took out a candy wrapper, the same kind that Zhang Qingzhe had given her last time.

"I ate the candy," Gu Xintong said, her eyes slightly unfocused, as if savoring the "feelings" inside.

—That's weird.

"Something's weird?" Zhang Qingzhe pressed. "How is it weird?"

"The feeling was like that the older brother helped his younger sister with her homework, and the younger sister was very touched, which caused a particularly strong emotional fluctuation." Gu Xintong tried hard to recall, her two willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"What's so strange about that?" Zhang Qingzhe asked, puzzled. "Isn't it normal for an older brother to help his younger sister with her homework?"

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He felt that helping his sister write in her diary was simply a matter of course.

"It's definitely not that simple."

A faint blush slowly rose to Gu Xintong's cheeks, and her voice lowered, "I always feel that the younger sister seems to have developed feelings for her brother."

She paused here, then suddenly stopped.

Zhang Qingzhe looked up at her.

Her fair cheeks grew increasingly red, and even the tips of her ears turned a light pink.

"Don't, don't look at me!"

Gu Xintong complained softly, turning her face to the other side, leaving him with only her delicate, flushed profile.

The waitresses nearby, though unable to hear their conversation, witnessed the entire scene and felt their blood sugar spike instantly.

This innocent interaction was almost too sweet.

In her extensive experience with "romance," if it were a shallow director, the two actors would probably be embracing and kissing each other right now.

But such a straightforward approach is too vulgar; it can only stir up the desires of those who have been suppressed.

And for a pure love enthusiast like her, what she appreciates most is this hazy, ambiguous beauty.

This is true art, the unique flavor of youth.

"What exactly are you feeling? You still haven't explained it clearly." Zhang Qingzhe, that blockhead, was still pressing for an answer.

Gu Xintong glared at him, thinking to herself, "How can this person be so slow? I'm already too embarrassed to say it myself, but he keeps asking."

Does he only feel happy when he hears vulgar words coming from his own mouth?

But Zhang Qingzhe completely failed to grasp her meaning. He genuinely couldn't imagine what kind of "feelings" could exist between siblings that would make one blush.

"Anyway, don't ask anymore!" Gu Xintong abruptly ended the topic.

Zhang Qingzhe felt somewhat helpless.

He simply couldn't understand what these girls were thinking.

Why do you only say half of what you mean every time you speak?

Gu Xintong looked at him again and asked tentatively, "Speaking of which, you're quite rich, aren't you? You can afford such expensive mood candies."

Zhang Qingzhe immediately became alert and quickly clarified, "I don't have any money to pay you back!"

Gu Xintong frowned again, her pretty face almost contorted into a knot.

He thought to himself, "This person is hopelessly dense; I never intended for him to pay me back."

Can't he see it?

"What I mean is," she cut to the chase, "where did you get such expensive candy?"

If someone else had asked, Zhang Qingzhe might have given them a vague answer.

But after spending so much time with Gu Xintong, he gradually came to regard her as a friend.

So he told the truth: "My sister gave it to me, and she gave me a big box of it."

"Isn't your sister a high school student?" Gu Xintong asked, puzzled. "Where did she get so much money?"

"That's the problem."

Zhang Qingzhe felt a headache coming on and supported his forehead with his hand. "I don't understand either."

"It's quite strange."

Gu Xintong made the same thoughtful expression, gently pinching her pointed chin with her fingers.

The two remained silent for a moment, but their faces showed the same confused expression, as if they were in sync.

This made the waitress watching from not far away very satisfied.

After a long pause, Gu Xintong finally spoke: "Do you need me to investigate her for you?"

She has already thought it through.

Given that Zhang Qingzhe's sister will likely become his own in the future—well, his own "sister".

She felt it necessary to investigate the other party's background.

Gu Xintong comes from a very wealthy family and is very powerful not only in the business world.

Moreover, the family boasts numerous "witches" and "card masters," making them quite influential in both political and business circles.

If she's willing to use her family's connections, finding out someone's background isn't difficult.