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No, They","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-23",23,"\u003Cp>He Chen dropped a bomb and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, real men never look back at explosions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion unfolded exactly as he predicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Yifan was already thrown into chaos, relentlessly pressing the goddess: “Don’t fall for his tricks—he has ill intentions; he’s just using you to hurt me! Tell me right now what he said to you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There really isn’t anything!” Huang Zhitao truly didn’t want to talk about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in her view, there truly wasn’t anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What He Chen had asked Ruan Liuzheng to convey was for her to share with Ruan Liuzheng what it was like growing up as the child of two doctors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, this wasn’t ill-intentioned at all—it was perfectly normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, before this, she had already proactively asked Ruan Liuzheng about how He Chen took her to meet the emergency medicine expert Du Xiaoqing, so Ruan Liuzheng could gain a clearer understanding of medical studies and a doctor’s future life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How heartwarming! How enviable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, she very much wanted a brother like that, rather than bearing everything alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, He Chen looked like that—she found it hard, and unwilling, to think badly of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why she didn’t want to say more?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t forced misunderstanding—it was simply that she truly didn’t want to talk about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, in her view, this whole thing happened because her family was unusual—both her parents were Doctors Without Borders, constantly abroad and leaving her alone in China.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who among her family could understand this sadness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps only Ji Yangyang, whose parents were also always away, could understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why she had always been close to Ji Yangyang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What He Chen now asked of her was, in fact, to share his own unspoken sorrows and pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was far more considerate than Fang Yifan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t come to speak to her directly—instead, he had a female classmate convey it privately, avoiding further embarrassment or discomfort for her, making it easier for her to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, it was unnecessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She and Fang Yifan were merely classmates—and she was the top student he kept pestering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t need him to explain anything at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially not with the way he spoke, as if he had some claim over her, expecting her to spill her private life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Hou, stop it!” Qiao Yingzi, sensing the tense atmosphere—Huang Zhitao’s impatience tinged with displeasure, and Fang Yifan no longer humble but red-eyed and heated—stepped in as the trio’s glue to defuse the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He Chen didn’t have Ruan Liuzheng say anything to Taozi—I swear!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean ‘didn’t say anything’? What’s so secret?” Fang Yifan grew angrier: “You swear? You won’t even look He Chen in the eye—don’t think I’m blind to your feelings!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made Qiao Yingzi both ashamed and furious; she pointed at her childhood friend and scolded: “What are you talking nonsense for?! I know your dad’s situation has upset you, but don’t take it out on us! If you have time for this, go home and care for your dad!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, she pulled Huang Zhitao away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was truly furious with her childhood friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when they fought before, he’d never said such hurtful things—and back then, he’d always been joking and apologetic, soothing her when her life and studies were too stressful and she was often unhappy, making her feel cared for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it seemed it had all been fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And why was she afraid to look He Chen in the eye?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who else but Fang Yifan, with his telescope spying, had caused her to accidentally lock eyes with He Chen through the lens—and had that sudden, starlit gaze strike her heart like a blow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before that, overwhelmed daily by her mother’s pressure to excel, she’d been completely oblivious to He Chen’s reputation as campus heartthrob—she had zero interest in such things, as clueless and heartless as Lin Miaomiao, merely seeing him as a fellow student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his childhood friend and the goddess both storm off, Fang Yifan snapped out of his agitation, standing frozen for a long while. Deep inside, a knot of unresolved bitterness remained—he didn’t adjust his mood as he used to, nor did he rush to apologize with his usual grin; instead, he trudged home, dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he got home, he saw his mother Tong Wenjie sitting on the sofa with a grim face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke carefully: “Mom, I’m back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where were you?” Tong Wenjie crossed her arms, furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I went to the movies with Yingzi and the others.” Fang Yifan felt a bit embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At a time like this, you still have the nerve to watch movies?!” Tong Wenjie rebuked: “Your father’s in jail because of you! Such a huge upheaval at home, and you still go to the movies?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How’s Dad?” Fang Yifan lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now you care about your dad?” Tong Wenjie snapped: “He confessed voluntarily—he’ll be locked up for a month!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But isn’t probation usually the norm in cases like this? He Chen, I’m not done with you!!” Fang Yifan’s eyes turned red again—he finally understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary people usually got probation and didn’t actually go to jail—but his father was a legal professional who knowingly broke the law, which carried aggravating circumstances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you plan to do? Haven’t you caused enough trouble? Do you want your dad to serve more months, or do you want to send your mother to jail too?” Seeing her son worked up, Tong Wenjie stopped scolding him, cursed once, took a deep breath to calm herself, patted the sofa beside her, and spoke in a controlled tone: “Come here, Mom needs to talk to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom~” Fang Yifan immediately climbed over and began whining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fanfan, even if this hadn’t happened, I was going to have a serious talk with you.” Tong Wenjie stroked her son for a moment, then pushed him away, telling him to sit properly and speaking seriously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Li came to talk to me—he wants you to repeat a grade. I initially refused, but then I agreed—I’ve already found you a tutoring class…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, she glanced at her son—just as expected, he immediately panicked, launching into a passionate rant about why he absolutely refused to repeat a grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had said it on purpose to provoke him, hoping shame would spur him to strive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t get worked up—later, Teacher Li said you don’t have to repeat the grade. But what does that mean? It means you have to make up all the missed lessons if you want to get into a good university.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But your current lazy, careless attitude—is that how you should be studying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, you’re still playing with your phone, gaming, watching movies—where’s your focus on studying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her emotions flared again; she pointed at her son and scolded: “Originally tonight I was supposed to fly to pick up your cousin—your aunt passed away, and your cousin’s no-good father remarried within a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now only I, his little aunt, care for him—I have to bring him over for school; he’s your blood relative, sharing a quarter of your lineage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, because of you, everything’s in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fanfan, don’t think just because we live in Beijing, in a house worth over ten million, because I carry a seventy-thousand-yuan bag, wear a watch worth five or six ten thousand, and never repeat my clothes or jewelry in a month, and our monthly household expenses are fifty thousand—that we’re anything but ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, it all depends on you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your father will be locked up for a month, and after he’s out, his job is definitely gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The days ahead will be hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You have to make something of yourself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand, Mom,” Fang Yifan quickly promised—but neither of them meant it sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Tong Wenjie looked anxious, but in truth, she didn’t care—her son, observant as ever, knew these “difficulties” were easily surmountable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary family? Those who understand, understand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Full of confidence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When real hardship came, they’d just endure a little, sell off some extra luxuries, and somehow get by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I truly don’t understand why people online keep criticizing experts’ advice as unreliable—I think those suggestions are perfectly reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>",1367,"2026-06-20T05:35:49.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","922b393604b49a2bb9c931c96ede1c253133ad9e5abc581c9a79eacbc52754dd","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-24","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-22",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdaily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-cover.jpg"]