"It was actually them! Those bitches!"
After Zhang Jiaze confessed, Miao Meiyuan clenched her fists, grinding her teeth in anger.
After listening, Alex was also a bit surprised. The mastermind seemed to be a girl too. Miao Meiyuan had offended her and suffered such retaliation; this method was a bit exaggerated for high school students.
The public security in this world was indeed worse than in his previous life.
Miao Meiyuan didn't say anything, and Alex didn't want to ask too much, so he pointed at Zhang Jiaze and asked: "How should we deal with this guy?"
Miao Meiyuan looked at Zhang Jiaze with disgust: "This guy was beaten by you like that just now, he's lost all face. From now on, he won't be able to hold his head up in school. I doubt he'd dare to retaliate. Just let him get lost."
While speaking, Miao Meiyuan's face flushed slightly. Even though she was thick-skinned, she knew Zhang Jiaze's performance just now was something that couldn't be mentioned to others. However, she was almost the same, but fortunately, she had only accidentally taken one lash, so her reaction wasn't obvious.
Alex also felt that this guy Zhang Jiaze was finished. The few lackeys who had run away just now would definitely spread Zhang Jiaze's glorious deeds. By then, the whole school would know, and Zhang Jiaze wouldn't be able to stay in school at all; he would probably drop out before long.
After all, no one knew that an item like the comfort whip existed in the world. Everyone would just think it was Zhang Jiaze's problem, and since this would be spread by Zhang Jiaze's own lackeys, it was highly credible.
A two-meter-tall giant was actually a masochist; it was practically social death.
Zhang Jiaze also anticipated his fate and left with a dejected face. However, the gleam in his eyes before he left, a certain something called perversion, really made Alex shudder, thinking that this guy wouldn't have awakened some strange hobby, would he?
"Alex, I can't accompany you to the bar tonight. I have to leave first. Sorry."
Miao Meiyuan seemed very anxious. She hurriedly dropped a sentence and ran away. Alex guessed that she must be going back to find Yu Xinyao and Yan Bianman to discuss retaliation. Presumably, there would be a restless time in school next.
However, this had nothing to do with Alex. Not having to go to the bar also saved him trouble, so he simply went home.
Returning home as usual, just after entering the door, Alex felt that the atmosphere in the house was different, appearing very heavy.
He looked around but didn't find anything unusual. Finally, his gaze fell on Freya, who was sitting quietly on the sofa.
Freya seemed to be waiting specifically for his return. Smiling, she said to him kindly: "Alex, you're back. You must be hungry. Sit down first, Mom will go bring out the food."
Alex felt a chill down his spine for no reason. Although Freya was smiling, he felt that the smile was a bit fake, full of a hypocritical flavor. Could it be that something happened at home?
Was that female assassin causing trouble again?
He quickly pulled himself together and stayed alert to his surroundings. However, no matter how he observed, it seemed there were only him and Freya in the house.
Did she hide?
Freya ignored him and went into the kitchen, smiling.
"There must be something fishy."
Muttering to himself, Alex simply came to the dining table and sat down, intending to adapt to the situation later.
His confidence came from the half-bag of cement powder in his hand, as well as the comfort whip and the Forgiveness Hat. Even if there were an assassin who wanted to kill him, once the hat was put on, the assassin would be stunned.
It's no lie; Alex had secretly tested the effect of that Forgiveness Hat. When worn on the head, no matter how raging the anger in one's heart was, it would immediately become calm, almost like the Buddhist enlightenment of becoming a Buddha.
Combined with the comfort whip, as long as he wasn't killed instantly, no one could do anything to him.
Soon, Freya brought out tonight's dinner. She placed the dinner with a "bang" in front of Alex, then circled around to sit opposite him, pouting and saying: "Eat."
Alex was a bit dumbfounded. He looked carefully a few times before confirming that tonight's dinner was only a bowl of white rice.
"Didn't buy groceries today?" he asked strangely.
Freya didn't know what she was angry about, but she replied huffily: "Yeah, I overslept."
God? Overslept? You must have slept straight until evening.
However, Alex could tell that he seemed to have angered Freya about something, which was why she was mistreating him like this, only giving him white rice to eat.
But Alex was puzzled again. The young Alex of the past had ignored Freya for years and had done a bunch of terrible things, yet Freya had never given him a cold look. What exactly had he done?
Unable to figure it out, he simply probed: "Did I do anything wrong?"
"No!" Freya snorted coldly and turned her face away.
"Really nothing?"
"Really nothing!" Freya twisted her face to the other side, her cheeks puffed up.
Why is this reaction a bit cute?
Alex sighed and said: "Fine, if there's nothing, then there's nothing. But I can't eat just white rice. Do you want to eat anything? I'll go stir-fry a couple of dishes."
Hmm?
Dishes cooked by Alex?
Freya could barely maintain her aloof appearance. Her eyes lit up. She didn't even consider whether Alex could cook; she just subconsciously thought about being able to eat dishes personally cooked by Alex, and saliva secreted frantically in her mouth. For her, as a raising-sim enthusiast, this was simply a kind of happiness.
However, she still couldn't forgive Alex. Freya proudly raised her fair chin: "Go ahead. I want to eat West Lake Vinegar Fish, Dongpo Pork, Braised Chicken with Potatoes, Mapo Tofu, Braised Eggplant in Sauce, Steamed Shrimp with Rice Flour..."
She rattled off many dish names in one breath. These were all dishes she had prepared to make today, but because she was angry at Alex, she hadn't managed to make them successfully. If Alex could make them, that would be great; she could forgive him a little bit.
Although Alex felt it was a bit troublesome, he didn't say anything and went straight to the kitchen.
To him, Freya still needed to be coaxed. He was quite satisfied with the life of not having to struggle for several decades for now. Moreover, Freya was also related to his safety. If she valued him, the forces behind her wouldn't dare to rashly attack him. And there was that magical treasure chest.
Freya blinked curiously, wanting to follow him to see how Alex cooked. However, she still remembered the mistake Alex had made. Thinking of how he had treated her, she was furious inside, so she simply sat there with peace of mind, waiting to eat.
Not long after, a rich fragrance wafted out from the kitchen. Freya sniffed. Wow, it's Dongpo Pork, so fragrant. No, I can't drool. Even if the Dongpo Pork is ready, I must absolutely eat it with a frowning face and severely teach this disobedient brat a lesson!
As the smell wafting from the kitchen became more and more rich, Freya gradually couldn't maintain her aloof appearance, giggling to herself, her mouth watering constantly.
In the kitchen, Alex looked at the few freshly cooked dishes and nodded with satisfaction. Fortunately, his skills hadn't grown rusty. Although they couldn't compare to a hotel chef, they were at least enough to fool Freya.
In his previous life, Alex had entered society early and had even worked as an apprentice in a kitchen for a while, so he had a certain foundation in culinary skills.
Back then, he had not only worked 996 but had even tried the 007 work schedule. He knew how difficult life was as an ordinary person, so he was very satisfied with his current life; he didn't have to worry about money.
The rich woman was also quite easy to get along with, only occasionally coveting his body. The only bad point was that this rich woman was a rose with thorns; rashly making a move on her would lead to trouble.
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