Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 833 - 835: Annoying Third Wheel

Zhao Guangran searched for ages but couldn’t find Zhao Xuran. He was really scared; how could his elder brother just disappear from his room?

At this hour, where could his elder brother have gone if he wasn’t in his room?

Taking quite a risk, Zhao Guangran even went to his parents’ courtyard to look, but found no one there either.

Finally, as he passed by Gong Ruini’s courtyard, he thought for a moment and pushed the door open to go inside.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard his elder brother’s voice, 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Ah, it hurts."

"Gentler, gentler."

Hearing Gong Ruini’s words, even though Zhao Guangran skipped grades, he was no small boy; he understood a little.

Could it be that his elder brother treats Ni Zi well just to make a move? Oh my, how could his elder brother bring himself to do that?

Also, if Uncle Gong finds out later on, who knows how he’ll deal with his elder brother.

It wouldn’t do; he couldn’t let his elder brother make a mistake. Zhao Guangran felt that as a younger brother, he absolutely couldn’t let his elder brother err.

Zhao Guangran quickly pushed the door open and rushed in, "No way, brother, you can’t do this."

"Brother, do you know you’re making a mistake?" Zhao Guangran shouted excitedly.

What on earth, Zhao Guangran’s shout left Gong Ruini and Zhao Xuran both confused. They genuinely had no idea what was going on.

"What’s the matter?" Zhao Xuran didn’t understand the situation.

Gong Ruini had no clue initially, but seeing Zhao Guangran covering his eyes as he walked in, how could she not figure it out? It really pissed Gong Ruini off.

How could Zhao Guangran have such a pig-headed idea, thinking they were doing something inappropriate for children?

Could it be because he heard her shouting earlier? Gong Ruini admitted she had shouted in a way that could be misleading, but if you don’t overthink, why would you associate it with such things?

"Why are you covering your eyes?" Zhao Xuran, having recovered, also laughed, frustrated by Zhao Guangran’s actions, "I was giving Ni Zi a massage."

What, a massage? Upon hearing this, Zhao Guangran immediately uncovered his eyes, and indeed saw Gong Ruini lying there while his elder brother was giving her a massage.

This, oh, it was this situation. Zhao Guangran was stunned; he realized things weren’t looking good.

If he hadn’t said those words earlier, Zhao Guangran understood he could’ve bluffed his way out, but now what could he do?

Zhao Guangran didn’t know what to do, so he could only play dead, awkwardly laughing, "Brother, you’re helping Ni Zi with a massage?"

"What happened to Ni Zi?" No way, could it really be this serious? Zhao Guangran had a bit of regret about running off earlier, but seeing Ni Zi like this, he couldn’t help but feel grateful he left early; otherwise, he’d be the one in trouble.

What happened? Gong Ruini said irritably, "I was busy in the kitchen for several hours."

Thinking about it, Gong Ruini felt wronged. She was busy all day, yet Zhao Guangran still acted like this, "But Brother Guangran, you are sure lucky."

Lucky? What’s so lucky about this? Even if it were true luck, Zhao Guangran couldn’t admit it right now, "I was just heading home to confess my mistakes."

Oh well, since it’s inevitable, better to confess early. Zhao Guangran adjusted his attitude.

Confessing the mistake in his own home, Gong Ruini felt very annoyed. This put her in a tough spot, not knowing whether people around were enjoying the drama or giving support was a dilemma.

But thinking about Zhao Guangran’s previous words, Gong Ruini decided she wouldn’t help, having already been so wronged; if she spoke up more, she’d be the real fool.

"Confessing is good. I’ve thought about it, if you tend to zone out, then clearly you’re good at studies — aim for top three in the year-end exams." Zhao Xuran had considered how to punish Zhao Guangran.

After contemplating a lot, he felt this was best, as it would also make him pay attention in class.

No way, top three in the year? Zhao Guangran was shocked, "Brother."

If it were junior high, Zhao Guangran felt confident, but since entering high school, the pressure was enormous; aiming for top ten in the grade already felt stressful.

Suddenly demanding top three — oh my, Zhao Guangran really felt like kneeling, "Brother, that’s a bit high."

Ugh, he knew relying on his older brother wasn’t a good idea; if Dad were involved, he wouldn’t set such a request.

"Is it high?" Zhao Xuran was quite surprised, "Why else would you zone out when the teacher’s teaching?"

The conversation looped back around; Zhao Guangran decided he’d better keep quiet. He realized his older brother was indeed angry, mostly due to his rash actions earlier.

Zhao Guangran regretted it; if he’d known it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have burst in. Now everything’s fine, except he’s in for a rough time.

"Not high, not high."

Deep down, Zhao Guangran was crying, but to avoid making his older brother angry, he had to hold on, "I’ll do my best."

"Not ’do your best,’" Zhao Xuran wouldn’t be misled by Zhao Guangran’s wordplay, "It’s ’definitely.’"

Zhao Guangran genuinely hadn’t planned on fooling his brother; bluffing is easy, but figuring out how to wrap it up is a real hassle.

"Fine, we’ll head back together later." Zhao Xuran had considered letting Zhao Guangran take the lead to go, but couldn’t predict how the guy would mess around, so sticking together was better.

Together, huh? Zhao Xuran wanted to avoid suspicion, but Zhao Guangran was stubbornly unwilling, so even reluctantly, he followed Zhao Guangran’s wish.

Zhao Xuran continued earnestly giving Gong Ruini a massage, while the young girl naturally kept expressing her disdain, "Brother Xuran, be gentler."

"Gentler — when you get up tomorrow, it’ll still hurt." Zhao Xuran ignored Gong Ruini and continued applying pressure, giving her quite the painful ordeal.

Seeing Gong Ruini so pained her tears were about to fall, Zhao Guangran was genuinely envious; when his elder brother massaged him, there wasn’t this much exertion. When it came to Ni Zi, the little girl, the treatment was different.

Zhao Guangran was quite upset, "Ni Zi, why are you crying?"

"Very comfortable." Trying to see her embarrassed, Gong Ruini wouldn’t give Zhao Guangran the satisfaction.

"This way it’s more comfortable." Gritting her teeth against the pain throughout her body, Gong Ruini insisted it didn’t hurt at all.

"Really doesn’t hurt?" Zhao Guangran watched Gong Ruini’s twisted little face, feeling rather satisfied; it’s such agony — truly pitiful.

Zhao Guangran kept exclaiming, "Ni Zi, stop pretending; I know you want to cry."

Gong Ruini ignored him. Hmph, the more she responded, the more restlessly he boasted, ignoring him was best.

Gong Ruini closed her eyes, managed the pain, and remained silent against Zhao Guangran’s antics.

After rambling for a while, and still no response from anyone, everything felt uninteresting to Zhao Guangran.

Should he say something more provocative? Just as Zhao Guangran considered this script.

"If you keep it up, I’ll consider it." As they were chatting nicely, having a bulb pop up like this, already dissatisfied, and yet still clueless about restraint.

With a terrified face, his elder brother intervened again. How could he not know his own brother is suffering too?

He was entrapped by Ni Zi in a way bolted out of control.

No matter how unwilling, all he could do was act obediently, as his ultimate big boss — Zhao Xuran — was right there keeping an eye on him.