"Wedding." Xize said, "Grand, you know? Book all the global ad screens, especially in Luonan—play them every day."

Job hesitated, and softened his tone: "Master, what if Miss Yue isn't interested in you?"

Xize: "..."

Suddenly, it stung.

"And Master, you're not even dating yet, jumping straight to marriage might scare Miss Yue." Job advised, "Girls, you know, need to be pursued a bit. Jumping straight to marriage makes you seem like those scumbags in TV dramas who force the female leads."

"..."

Stung again.

Xize pressed his head: "Fine, help me gather some tips on how to chase a girl."

"Sure thing, Master!" Job genuinely wished, "May you succeed in blooming!"

"..."

What the hell.

Xize frowned.

He felt that the stuff online was unreliable, better to ask people with experience.

Xize flipped through his phone for ages before finally finding Fu Yunshen's ID.

[Teach me, how did you win the boss over?]

Whether it was the Wheel of Destiny, Diviner, or now Ying Zijin, to strangers, she always seemed a thousand miles away.

Xize recalled the 18th Century, the first time he saw Ying Zijin, he was almost frightened to tears.

Fu Yunshen managing to woo Ying Zijin must have involved remarkable tactics.

He was genuinely curious.

A few minutes later, a reply came.

Xize's spirit lifted, he immediately opened to check.

[Devil]: ?

[Devil]: Rely on looks, rely on physique.

Xize: "..."

What nonsense.

**

Country G.

Early morning, Charlotte brought in breakfast.

She saw Sinai still glued to the phone, puzzled, "Sinai teacher, didn't you go to change your phone yesterday? Didn't you say it was infected with a virus?"

Sinai shook her head: "Not changing it, doesn't seem to affect much."

Aside from the occasional alarm going off, reminding her to eat, sleep, and exercise, there seemed to be no other issues.

Sinai rested her chin in her hands.

This old-school approach was quite like a certain Sage.

After she shrank in size, she loved to linger in bed.

But since moving into Norton's villa, if she's not awake by seven, this old man would pull her from bed, have her wash and eat breakfast.

It was also how Norton's culinary skills got honed.

Initially, he couldn't even fry an egg.

But Norton truly is an old antique, doesn't understand any modern technology.

Him making this app is about as likely as the Yangtze River flowing backwards—an absolute fantasy.

Sinai tapped the app: "I'll keep you for now."

This phone was also bought for her by Norton.

After waking from the dream, it was important to keep some memories, to prove that half a year wasn't fake.

"Sinai teacher, why did you leave so early yesterday?" Charlotte complained, "We agreed to go to a live house together, but you left right after dinner."

"I'm old, back's not good, can't dance." Sinai pulled out a document, raised a brow, "I'll leave you young folks to play."

Charlotte was shocked: "Sinai teacher, you'll be twenty-seven after your birthday this year. How do you think the forty-year-old uncle next door who goes clubbing would feel?"

"..." Sinai changed the subject, "Xiaxia, tell me about your principal, gossip is fine too."

"Sure." Charlotte's eyes sparkled, "The vice-principal's scared most of the principal. In front of the main school building there's a statue of the principal. If you ask me, it's not quite a statue, since the face isn't carved at all, but the physique is pretty good."

Sinai listened intently.

On hearing the last sentence, she couldn't help but recall during their "cohabitation" period, she frequently and inadvertently saw his bare upper body.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, taut pecs, eight-pack abs.

Indeed, an excellent physique.

Sinai maintained a blank expression.

But truly, an old shameless.

"There's also another thing I heard." Charlotte hesitated, "I heard from some old professors in the Alchemy Department that the principal was always treated as an experiment subject when he was young, so he's always emotionally volatile."

Sinai's expression shifted: "Experiment subject?"

"I don't know the exact details." Charlotte thought for a moment, "Rumor has it that it happened in the alchemy world. As an alchemist, the principal has lived a long life, and many of his peers have died—who knows what really happened back then?"

Sinai

She stared at the dialogue box for a long while, then lifted her hand.

[You poked the Old Shameless.]

[Old Shameless patted your shoulder, and called you Dad.]

Sinai: "..."

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