57: Have a nice weekend

Saturday, 10 AM.

Except for Xu Zimo, Jiang Yuwei and the other three had already woken up and were helping Jiang Youqi make breakfast.

Jiang Yuwei was learning very seriously.

Because last week, Xu Zimo had praised Jiang Youqi's cooking.

Compared to her, Feng Fangfang and Lin Zhuimiao seemed a bit idle and couldn't help, so they started teasing Jiang Yuwei from the side.

"How do I see it? My Weiwei is looking more and more radiant, while Brother Zimo is getting thinner by the day?"

"That's because Weiwei has mastered the art of maintaining her youth."

"Weiwei, your brother hasn't been drained dry by you, has he? It's already this late, and he still can't get out of bed?"

The two giggled and bantered back and forth, and Jiang Yuwei quickly turned red-faced, so she started shooing them away: "Go, go, go, you're not being serious. Why don't you go help me wake Brother Zimo up? Breakfast is almost ready..."

Lin Zhuimiao, of course, refused to go.

Feng Fangfang, however, was afraid of being found out, and seemed a bit hesitant.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuwei looked at the two of them suspiciously. Feng Fangfang, afraid she would suspect something, could only pretend to be magnanimous: "I'll go wake him up."

To appear above board, after she pushed open the bedroom door, it remained ajar, not fully closed.

After a while.

Jiang Yuwei might not have noticed while making breakfast, but Lin Zhuimiao was a bit curious.

It was just to wake someone up; did it really take this long?

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she couldn't help but walk over to take a look.

Through the half-open door, Lin Zhuimiao saw that Xu Zimo was already awake, and Feng Fangfang was squatting there, seemingly helping him get dressed?

Lin Zhuimiao froze, her eyes trembling, pupils constricting slightly, her face full of disbelief.

The next moment, as Xu Zimo's gaze came over, she hurriedly fled.

Back in the living room, sitting on the sofa, Lin Zhuimiao's heart was still racing, various emotions constantly changing on her face.

She was shocked by Feng Fangfang's actions.

But, more than that, she was worried if she had been seen just now.

Just thinking about it made Lin Zhuimiao feel terrible; shame and embarrassment made her toes curl, almost digging out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

Feng Fangfang soon walked out of Xu Zimo's room as if nothing had happened.

Waking him up.

It made her cheeks a bit sore.

She poured herself a glass of water, and as she drank it, she walked towards the sofa, only to see Lin Zhuimiao staring at her. She looked back in confusion, "Do you want water?"

Seeing Feng Fangfang hand her the water glass, Lin Zhuimiao shook her head repeatedly, refusing.

It seemed... she hadn't been discovered.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait.

That's not right. When did Fangfang... Lin Zhuimiao suddenly remembered the night Feng Fangfang didn't return to the dorm.

She said she went to see her older brother.

But on previous occasions, Feng Fangfang had always dressed up beautifully, whereas a few days ago, she hadn't really dressed up at all, even going out directly in her school uniform.

And she didn't return all night.

She wasn't seen back in the dorm during the noon break the next day either.

At the time, no one thought much of it or suspected anything.

But now that Lin Zhuimiao thought about it, she felt that Feng Fangfang's situation at the time was very similar to Jiang Yuwei's.

She also didn't return all night and only came back to the dorm late the next day.

Could it be... the older brother Feng Fangfang saw that day was actually Xu Zimo?!

It suddenly became clear.

But... how could Fangfang do something to betray Weiwei?

She was lost in thought when she saw Xu Zimo walk out of his room. With just a glance, Lin Zhuimiao quickly shifted her gaze.

At that moment, her heart was pounding out of her chest from nervousness.

Fortunately, Xu Zimo went towards the dining room, praising how delicious the smell was.

Lin Zhuimiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

During this time, she repeatedly glanced at Xu Zimo out of the corner of her eye, saw nothing unusual, and only then did she let go of her anxiety.

While waiting for breakfast, Xu Zimo checked his system tasks for the day.

It was actually a plea for help from a fisherman, who kept coming up empty-handed and was asking for tips online.

How would he know anything about that?

He could only give up again.

He carefully reviewed the tasks from this week; it seemed only two had yielded rewards.

Tu Lei in the desert, the accountant in prison.

Xu Zimo was a bit worried.

Too few rewards.

Now, Tu Lei was probably rescued, and he didn't know when he would get another cash acquisition task.

It seemed this one million couldn't be spent carelessly.

Breakfast finished, and it was already noon.

The weather outside was hot, making people not want to go out at all.

Being indoors was, of course, much more comfortable than a university dorm.

Jiang Yuwei was constantly clinging to Xu Zimo, Feng Fangfang was sprawled out on the sofa scrolling through her phone without a care, while Lin Zhuimiao seemed to be avoiding Xu Zimo, always having Jiang Youqi between them when they interacted.

Seeing that they were all bored and had no entertainment, Xu Zimo suggested playing games.

Jiang Yuwei and Feng Fangfang readily agreed.

They also played games when they were bored in the dorm, so there was no question of them not knowing how.

Feng Fangfang eagerly volunteered to play jungle, claiming she was a "jungle king." However, when Xu Zimo checked her match history, he found a screen full of red.

Only then did he realize she was full of hot air and couldn't stand scrutiny.

Xu Zimo personally preferred playing Meng Tian; this hero was both tanky and had good damage, though a bit clunky.

In a team, how could there be no tank?

He picked him directly.

Feng Fangfang played Na Koururu, who was very weak in the early game, so she kept asking Xu Zimo to come support her and guard her jungle.

"Meng Tian, over here! Hurry up, Lanling King is invading my jungle!"

Seeing the exclamation mark above her character's avatar, Feng Fangfang was startled and cried out in a hurry.

"Coming, coming."

It seemed very harmonious.

But Feng Fangfang became more and more energetic with her calls, and she never called Xu Zimo by his name, always by his hero's name.

Jiang Yuwei played mid lane, either Daji or Diaochan.

Lin Zhuimiao, however, played Sun Shangxiang with some skill and even had a silver badge. Although Jiang Youqi wasn't very good at playing, she only needed to pick Ming Shiyin and link up with someone.

This made Xu Zimo feel an urge to play marksman.

Because the heroes Jiang Youqi played only linked with marksmen.

Five wins, five losses.

The day passed just like that.

Because of playing games, Xu Zimo's communication and interaction with them also increased, and their relationship was no longer as distant as it was at the beginning.

Don't tell me.

This really was an ice-breaking artifact.

In real life, Xu Zimo would never have been able to talk to Lin Zhuimiao and Jiang Youqi in front of Jiang Yuwei.

But all of this became natural in the game.

Throughout the weekend, although they didn't go out shopping, they still had a lot of fun, and their distance from Xu Zimo also narrowed considerably.

And Xu Zimo also got his wish, playing a few rounds as a marksman and even having Jiang Youqi pick Yao to ride on his head.

Sunday.

Xu Zimo was still playing games when a message popped up at the top of the screen.

It was from Gu Xiaoxuan.

That manipulative female colleague from his previous company.

Xu Zimo still had an impression of her; she was a bit manipulative, but she provided emotional value.