Everyone in the world is two-faced; only when alone do they dare to reveal a bit of their true nature. —Simon
I hadn't expected Su Xiangli's private life to be like this.
When I entered, Baiyang Yangzhen greeted me. It belonged exclusively to Su Xiangli; her family had two other robots, which belonged to Su Su's parents.
They're really rich, I had to sigh again. If I didn't sigh, it would feel like I was letting my younger brother down. Speaking of which, I haven't bought him a new model yet. It's not that I'm unwilling to spend a mere twenty thousand yuan, but robots are very durable and haven't broken down. A bit old is fine; there's no need to buy a new one.
Hah, this spirit of frugality is truly commendable. I must praise myself.
Entering the Su family's door, I changed into a pair of pink cotton slippers in the entryway. I was familiar with a girl's foot, but actually controlling it still felt awkward. I was afraid of injuring the delicate skin. I still missed my own thick, heavy skin; even if my big toe hit a table leg, it would definitely be the table that broke.
At this time, Su Xiangli's home was actually hosting a party. Middle-aged people of all shapes and sizes, men and women, surrounded a table. Peering through the gaps between them, I saw a dazzling array of dishes on the table from afar, and every one of them made me drool.
Someone noticed me entering and immediately craned their neck, shouting, "Yang Chun, your daughter is back! Come, Xiangli, come and eat something with us."
A woman with a high bun walked out of the kitchen, carrying a dish. She was radiant and clearly a warm and hospitable person.
This was indeed Su Xiangli's mother. I had seen her before, in the elementary school office.
Seeing her face, a very complex emotion surged in my heart. I used Su Xiangli's weak brain to analyze the melancholy that was clogging my chest.
Disgust – Su Xiangli dislikes her mother, I know this; Intimacy – the mother and daughter are like rivals, but they still like each other; Nervousness – oh, I'm definitely nervous seeing my mother-in-law. What else? There shouldn't be anything else.
Yang Chun placed the dish she was holding on the table, then turned and waved at me, "Come eat."
Hehe, I was just waiting for you to say that. My heart was impatient. The rich and complex amino acids and alcohols released their flavor molecules, floating in the air, making my inner glutton flutter.
I gracefully took a seat and cheerfully greeted the middle-aged men and women around me. I called the older ones 'Uncle' and 'Auntie,' and the younger ones 'Brother' and'Sister,' which even caused some laughter. Some claimed to be brothers, but I called them 'Grandpa,' and some said they were aunties, but I called them'Sisters.'
They were all Madam Yang Chun's good friends, members of the Baiqiu Food Association, a group of food enthusiasts. Today was just a routine food tasting session.
With a novice like me mixed in at the table of professional gourmets, everyone was greatly amused.
"Why is Xiangli so happy today? Has she gotten a boyfriend?" a slender, bearded man teased.
I nodded generously, "Yes, she has."
Everyone:!
Madam Yang Chun's previously smiling face immediately darkened, as if it had been brushed with a layer of black paint. "Didn't I tell you not to date early?! Who is it? Tell me!"
As soon as she spoke, the lively dinner table immediately fell silent. Someone quickly stood up to mediate, "Xiangli is old enough now, don't control her. Xiangli, it's okay, listen to me, you should date if you want to. If your mom tries to hit you, come find me."
Yang Chun glared, "Don't butt in. If children aren't disciplined now, they'll be even harder to manage later."
I clicked my tongue. As expected, the old woman is strict, but since she's my mother-in-law, I have to appease her. "Hahaha, just kidding, did you really believe it?"
"Phew!" Everyone let out a long breath.
Children are always the most taken care of at the dinner table. Various adults kept putting food on my plate. As food critics, they also provided explanations, from the taste, ingredients, origin, and background of the dishes to their conjectures about Madam Yang Chun's cooking methods.
I didn't pay much attention to their words, but I could basically repeat them perfectly.
I had completely inherited Su Xiangli's body, including her intelligence. It was a bit less than my upgraded original one, but still considered gifted; at least her memory was quite good.
After eating my fill, I carried my bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. This is table etiquette, but it was clear that Su Xiangli usually didn't follow these things, because someone asked what I was going to do. What else could I do? Wash the dishes, of course.
The kitchen was large and well-equipped, with refrigerators and freezers. I touched my belly; it felt empty. Usually, after I ate my fill, my stomach felt very firm, abdominal muscles tensed like a board, but Su Xiangli's waist was slender. If I put a hand on it, I could only rub it very carefully.
This isn't important. I pulled open the refrigerator door and took out a can of yogurt, drinking most of it in one gulp.
Wait, isn't that too uninhibited? Su Su eats very reservedly. To maintain the persona, I need to drink slowly.
Baiyang Yangzhen came to inform me of the evening's schedule. Online classes need no elaboration, dance practice was also essential, and furthermore, Madam Yang Chun wanted me to prepare a Su Shi Gaodian for her to taste tomorrow morning.
I said to Baiyang Yangzhen, "Go to my bedroom, let's go."
The decoration style of Su Xiangli's home was quite fashionable, emphasizing a sense of technology within a spacious and minimalist design. The overall color scheme was cool: light gray imitation wood flooring, and tea-colored walls that were flexible electronic display screens, capable of changing electronic wallpapers. The ceiling was dark blue, and the living room ceiling extended all the way to the third floor. Looking up at the dome, one could see the sky, which was a real-time sky image displayed on the screen.
This house had a total of five floors: three above ground, and two basement levels for workshops and storage rooms. Two sets of maglev stairs were installed in the house. The maglev stairs were open-style, without an elevator shaft, and only had a circular base plate that moved by magnetic repulsion with ground devices.
I had ridden these before, so I didn't show any fear, but I did sigh again about how rich the Su family was.
This vast residence would keep me busy exploring for a while.
Su Xiangli's online courses were fewer than my own studies. She was only taking a French course and some advanced mathematics, each lasting an hour. By then, it was already seven o'clock.
Entering the dance studio, I needed to change clothes.
How embarrassing. Is this peeping? No, probably not?
A message came in on the phone.
19:21 "Su Shi Gaodian (nickname): You're so ugly. (photo.jpg)"
It was a photo of my body.
My eyebrows shot up in anger. Su Xiangli's words were simply malicious slander! If you could evaluate objectively, you would never say such biased things.
Heh, Someone Lu's graceful, supple, seemingly expressive muscles are truly a masterpiece of heaven. Heh, only those who use them know their worth. You'll understand how good they are when you use my chest muscles to crack walnuts.
Furious, I immediately replied with a message.
19:22 "Xiao Kang Renjia (nickname): You're the ugly one, flat-chested and wicked, nyah nyah nyah."
19:22 "Su Shi Gaodian: You are dead."
I completely disregarded Su Xiangli's threat. Speaking of which, now that I'm in her body and using her phone, can I peek at her diary…
19:23 "Su Shi Gaodian: Don't peek at my privacy."
I raised an eyebrow and deleted this email.
Now it's time to change clothes.
Ballet practice clothes are all tight-fitting, similar to a one-piece swimsuit, just add a pair of tights. Warm, breathable, sweat-wicking.
It's just so embarrassing.
Oh my goodness.
From a first-person perspective, Su Su, you really are flat-chested and wicked.
Never mind, never mind. Let's just call it a 'bony beauty'.
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