Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten

Chapter 51: Hubby, Ranran Brought Another Girl Home Again

Han Wenwen had a sweet nap at the rental place around noon.

With Lin Zhengran there, she always felt more at ease, even when sleeping.

In the afternoon, she checked her temperature again—basically back to normal.

Han Wenwen said she wanted to take a shower first and pick out some nice clothes; otherwise, she couldn’t possibly go to Lin Zhengran’s house like this.

Lin Zhengran didn’t think it was that serious.

“Shower? Aren’t you worried the cold will come back? You’re just going over to my place to hang out. Just tidy up a bit, it’s fine.”

Wearing slippers, Han Wenwen headed to the bathroom. “Then can I at least wash my hair? It’s my first time going to a boy’s house, you know, I’m kinda shy.”

Lin Zhengran let out a dry laugh. No point in arguing.

“If you wash your hair, make sure to blow-dry it. If you get a fever again, I’m not staying up another night with you.”

Han Wenwen smiled at him, “Got it. Thanks for caring so much, Classmate Lin Zhengran.”

Inside the bathroom, with the door closed, Han Wenwen blushed and took a deep breath.

She was going to Classmate Lin Zhengran’s house… to meet his parents...

No one could imagine how nervous the little fox felt at that moment.

She finished washing and blow-drying her hair, then changed into a skirt that covered her thighs and an off-shoulder short-sleeved top.

Han Wenwen’s fashion style was totally different from He Qing’s.

One always looked pure and sweet no matter what she wore, the other looked pretty and charming regardless.

Just based on appearances, no one would guess these two were besties.

As they made their way to Lin Zhengran’s house, Han Wenwen with her long hair flowing drew glances wherever she went.

People couldn’t help but marvel: How can a girl be this pretty?

Lin Zhengran was already used to the jealousy from his peers.

Since it was Saturday, Lin Xiaoli and Lin Yingjun were off work, cuddling on the couch watching TV.

At home, Lin Xiaoli always acted like a gentle little bird, curled up against her husband, playing with his hand.

When she heard the knock on the door, she asked curiously, “Who is it?”

From outside, Lin Zhengran replied, “Mom, it’s me.”

“Ranran’s back? Why’re you home so early today?” Lin Xiaoli got up to open the door, just about to ask why he was back so soon—

But the moment she opened the door, she saw Han Wenwen standing next to him.

That stunningly pretty fox-like face made Lin Xiaoli freeze in surprise.

Her brain short-circuited while she stood there dazed, internally muttering:

Oh my god… Ranran brought another girl home again… and this one’s even prettier than the last. They just keep getting prettier.

It was rare to see Han Wenwen this nervous. She offered a polite smile and half-bow: “Hello Auntie, I’m Han Wenwen. I’m Lin Zhengran’s classmate and desk-mate.”

“Oh, desk-mate huh. Hello, Little Wenwen...”

Lin Xiaoli examined Han Wenwen and instinctively turned around in a panic, calling out:

“Hubby! Hubby, come here! Ranran’s home! Hurry!”

Still watching TV, Lin Yingjun responded, “Yeah yeah, he’s home, so what? Why are you yelling?”

He turned off the TV and walked over.

The moment he saw the beautiful Han Wenwen, the couple—being a true couple—were both struck dumb.

In a hushed voice, Lin Yingjun said, “Brought another girl home… that’s the third one...”

Lin Zhengran was confused. “Mom, Dad, what are you two staring at?”

He waved at Han Wenwen, “Come on in. I’ll take you to my dad’s study.”

Then he told Lin Yingjun, “Dad, you’re not using the computer today, right? I’m gonna use it with a classmate for a bit.”

Han Wenwen also gave Lin Yingjun a polite nod, “Hello Uncle, I’m Han Wenwen. Sorry for bothering you and Auntie today.”

“Hello, hello… not a bother at all...”

The little fox took off her shoes and followed Lin Zhengran into the study. The door closed.

Meanwhile, in the quiet living room, the couple still hadn’t snapped out of their daze.

After a long while, Lin Xiaoli nudged her husband’s belly with her elbow.

“Do you think Ranran’s getting a little out of hand? Who does he take after? I, as his mom, only ever had one relationship.”

Lin Yingjun looked at her, gulping, “Why are you looking at me like that? Sure, you can say he got my handsome looks, but not that part. I’ve only ever dated you.

Besides, our son is very traditional. They’re probably just friends. Don’t overthink it.”

“Even if they’re just friends… can’t he have some guy friends too? Why are they all pretty girls...”

Lin Xiaoli muttered curiously, “Honey, do you think that pretty girl named Han Wenwen… do Little He Qing and Little Xueli know about her?”

Lin Yingjun clicked his tongue. “Hard to say. But if they do… I don’t even want to imagine the scene.”

The two exchanged a look and sighed in unison.

In the study, Han Wenwen saw Lin Zhengran sit down at the computer desk.

Thinking of what Uncle Lin said earlier, she asked, “Classmate Lin Zhengran, just now your uncle and aunt…”

He booted up the computer. “You think my parents’ reaction was a little over the top, right?

It’s fine. The more you come over, the less they’ll care. They were the same when Jiang Xueli came the first time. They’ll get used to it.”

Han Wenwen gave a helpless smile.

Classmate Lin Zhengran sure has luck with girls… so annoying.

Lin Zhengran launched a game and told Han Wenwen to take a turn while he watched.

The games in this world were basically the same as the ones in his original world.

Ten-player competitive games dominated the market.

Before starting, Han Wenwen warned, “Just saying—I’m kinda trash at this.”

Lin Zhengran didn’t mind. “No worries. You’re just playing against bots. How bad could it be? Unless you’re…”

Thirty minutes later, Han Wenwen’s bot match score was 0–17.

She died almost immediately every time she left spawn.

When the victory screen finally popped up, she beamed, “We won!

Even though it was mostly my teammates carrying, I still had a few crucial plays, right? That round felt pretty good.”

The little fox looked over at Lin Zhengran’s dark expression and playfully asked, “Classmate Lin Zhengran, why does your face look so scary?”

Lin Zhengran took a deep breath and stared at her seriously.

“No wonder your live streams never made money. With skills like that, even the dead skin on my heel plays better than you.

Viewers probably thought you were trolling on purpose.”

Han Wenwen blinked her fox eyes and pulled a bottle of lotion from her pocket.

“This gets rid of dead skin, y’know.”

“Son of a—!”

Lin Zhengran launched into a savage critique of that bot match.

Han Wenwen was stunned as she listened, mumbling under her breath, “Classmate Lin Zhengran’s so fierce~”

He paused mid-rant and glared at her. “What’d you say?”

Han Wenwen, sweating, covered her face with one hand.

“Nothing, keep going. I’m listening.”

Lin Zhengran explained in detail, even teaching her hands-on.

Han Wenwen didn’t understand at first, but as he got serious about coaching her, her thoughts started to click.

“Oh! So that’s how it works! And what was that trick you said, Classmate Lin Zhengran?”

“Every game has techniques. This one’s no different...”

As he spoke, she took careful notes in her little notebook.

Despite being a terrible player, she was serious about learning and wrote down every position, tip, and strategy he mentioned.

She’d tried learning this stuff online before but never improved.

Now, under Lin Zhengran’s guidance, she found she could actually remember and her learning speed skyrocketed.

Finally, after a few practice rounds, in the last bot match of the day—Han Wenwen popped off.

Score: 32–0.

When the victory message flashed on screen, she cheered like she was soaring through the sky, completely overjoyed.

She even felt like a pro playing against bots!

“We won! I’m amazing!”

She looked at Lin Zhengran with sparkling eyes.

“Classmate Lin Zhengran, you’re awesome! I’ve played so many times before and never got it. But today, I suddenly got so good!”

Lin Zhengran chuckled in satisfaction.

Good thing he was the one teaching—with all his double skill buffs.

Otherwise… this little fox really had no hope of making it as a game streamer.

He reassured her, “You’re improving. Over the next month, I’ll train you every day.

In about a month, you’ll be good enough to put out clips.

Then with voiceovers—your voice plus solid gameplay—even just edited videos should earn you money.”

Han Wenwen was hyped.

“Then I’ll come find Classmate Lin Zhengran tomorrow!

My fever’s mostly gone, and after that last round, I really feel like I can earn money playing games!”

Lin Zhengran shot her down.

“No. Don’t come tomorrow or the day after. I’m spending those days helping Jiang Xueli with her singing practice.”

Han Wenwen’s happy face instantly went blank.

She puffed her cheeks, turned away, and muttered coldly, “Classmate Lin Zhengran sure is busy.”

Lin Zhengran was speechless. “What’s with that weird face?”

Han Wenwen turned back, her fox-like eyes locking onto him.

“Can’t you tell I’m jealous?”

Lin Zhengran: “Yeah, and clearly, your fever’s not gone.”

Before they knew it, a month of training flew by, and more than half of summer break had quietly passed.