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Cognitive Bias Chapter 6 - Breakfast

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Xia Tang slept for a long time.

This is why she hates having s*x with Lu Xiao. There are too many org*sms. The side effect of extreme happiness is double fatigue.

Before trying this, she thought that it was the other party's effort anyway, and she just needed to lie down and open her legs. After trying, she finally understood what a damaged land is.

She scolded Lu Xiao 800 times in her heart, but she had to bow her head under the eaves.

Li Zimo called early in the morning to ask. At that time, Xia Tang was still sleeping in bed.

Xia Tang's parents don't have too many requirements for her studies, as long as she can get by. They never interfere when she oversleeps and gets lazy on Saturday mornings.

They have their own things to do. Because of the special nature of their work, they only have specific holidays, no weekends, and the holidays depend on specific rotations.

Xia Tang is a non-staff member who does not receive wages, and only helps with some work in her spare time.

No - she's getting paid now.

When the mobile phone rang, Xia Tang was still sleeping in bed. She reached out and grabbed the phone to answer, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Hello?"

Li Zimo over the other side was frightened when she heard this voice: "Xia Tang? Are you all right? Are you sick?"

There was a huge difference between people. Li Zimo woke up at three o'clock in the morning, lay in bed tossing and turning, and finally couldn't help dialing the phone at eight o'clock.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xia Tang was still in the laundry room and her lower abdomen was sore.

"No, no," Xia Tang took her mobile phone and turned over in bed. Her bones were sore and weak that she still couldn't open her eyes. "It's just... I played games last night and stayed up late."

Li Zimo said cautiously, "Ah, I'm sorry, did I disturb your sleep?"

"No." Xia Tang raised her hand to cover her eyes. "Don't worry about the clothes. I've already finished it. He would surely be satisfied with it."

If Lu Xiao dares to say that he is not satisfied, she would be sorry for her all night hard work last night.

Li Zimo was still hesitant and worried, for fear that Lu Xiao would deliberately let them off for a weekend and wait until the start of school on Monday.

"He won't bored enough to do that." Xia Tang said lazily, "There is no need to fight for a school uniform."

She lay in bed, squinted her eyes, comforted Li Zimo, hung up the phone, and fell asleep again.

After sleeping until noon, she finally replenished her spirit.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hair. After cleaning up, she went to the small kitchen to collect some leftovers and eat them as her brunch.

Although it is a cold soup, it is also available in all kinds. The back kitchen is the canteen of the servants. Everyone eats early or late. Here, you can have a complete lunch in two or three hours before and after dinner. Soup, vegetables, staple food, and meat, they are all available.

Xia Tang shook her legs and ate slowly.

Today is the weekend, and her parents are still at work. One of them work in the laundry room, and the other is one of the gardeners.

There are more than a dozen long-term maids who have signed contracts in the house, including housekeepers, bodyguards and drivers. On weekdays, their main job is to keep every corner of the house fresh and clean.

There are three permanent residents in this place in theory, but in fact there is only one.

Lu Xiao is an only child - maybe his parents have other illegitimate children, but who knows?

His parents are very busy and appear on TV more than here. One person who develops business abroad and has no time to stay at home, he lives in a five-star hotel suite all year round, and his life outside work is taken care of by hotels, assistants and secretaries. The other one is flying all over the world, and her trip elaborately calculated, and the time to return to China is rare, not to mention going home.

For the education of their future generations, they also take the pursuit of efficiency as the first priority, and remotely control supervision through having their people installed in mansions, schools and companies.

The door was knocked, and it was Lu Xiao who stood at the door.

He looked energetic, his eyes were as bright as black pearls, and there was no dark shadows under his eyes.

Xia Tang swallowed a mouthful of rice and looked up at him: "What's the matter?"

Lu Xiao came over and sat opposite her and said in light tone, "I'm free today and tomorrow."

Xia Tang said "Oh". She thought that this man would never be 'not available'.

More than a dozen servants does what he should do himself and the rest of his time is empty.

Although there were a lot of tutors in the past who came to teach him this and that class.

"Don't you have any place you want to go?" Lu Xiao sat there like a big thorn, "Even if you want to go abroad, it only takes a few hours to fly, and a day and a half is enough to go back and forth. Go to a hot spring, see a cherry blossom, and then fly back.

"No, I don't want to go." Xia Tang said, "First of all, I'm not free; secondly, I don't like to see cherry blossoms."

Lu Xiao pursed his lips again.

Every time he does this, he looks unhappy.

Xia Tang actively proposed an alternative to him: "What about your friends? I think they are all quite idle. If you invite them to the hot spring, I think they will be very happy.

Lu Xiao's face did not get better. He sat opposite silently, folding his arms at his chest.

It doesn't matter. He has a good face, so it doesn't affect her appetite.

Xia Tang wanted to take time to comfort him after dinner, but before she swallowed the last chunk of food, Lu Xiao had got up gloomily and left.

It's just the right time to go.

In the afternoon, Xia Tang sat in the room doing her homework. Through the window, she saw a shiny Porsche driving out of the yard.

Lu Xiao is the only one who can drive a car here.

Xia Tang didn't know if he really invited his friends to go abroad to the hot springs, but the next time she saw him, he was already at school.

The weekend passed like this.

Xia Tang was tortured by schoolwork this weekend.

The students in this school are divided into two categories, one is called rich people and the other is called top students.

Whether it is the second generation who enjoys the top educational resources since childhood, or a talented and hard-working student, she still does not come close to their achievements.

Xia Tang's grades in her original school are not bad, but it is really difficult to maintain a midstream score here. She staggered and reluctantly finished her homework, during which she also called Li Zimo for off-site assistance.

Her deskmate guided her very patiently on the phone.

Xia Tang didn't know when Lu Xiao finished his homework. Maybe he didn't finish it at all.

She took the break to send the washed uniform coat to Lu Xiao's classroom. Li Zimo accompanied her. She did not dare to enter the classroom of someone else's class and rubbed her hands at the door.

He is in Class A, the upper level of the school, where the elites among the elites gather.

Elites also like to join in the fun and gossip, especially the teenage elites who are bored at school. When they saw Xia Tang coming to deliver clothes, everyone remembered the canteen incident last Friday.

It's a pity that Lu Xiao himself is not here. Someone pointed a place for her at the door, so Xia Tang put the paper bag with uniform on his desk.

The matter should have come to an end. Xia Tang was about to leave when she suddenly saw that other people's expressions became different.

Turning around, Lu Xiao appeared at the door of the classroom.

A tall man has an extraordinary sense of existence, and he can block the narrow classroom door alone.

Although there is still another back door.

Xia Tang could only walk over and tell him, "Lu Xiao, the uniform has been washed and put on your desk."

There was silence around for a moment, and everyone looked forward to it. Li Zimo, who was waiting outside the classroom, was so nervous that she clasped her hands.

Lu Xiao looked at her condescendingly and said, "I know."

He raised his leg and stepped across the door and walked by her side. Xia Tang walked to the door and heard Lu Xiao behind her say, "What's your name?"

Everyone's heart burned again after watching the excitement.

Xia Tang looked back at him.

He was laughing. Although it wasn't visible, the corners of his mouth were upturned.

There is no doubt that this is a laugh, and even a quite complacent one.

"Xia Tang." She said.

"Which class?"

"Class H downstairs."

Lu Xiao hummed, and then said, "I'll remember, Xia Tang."

Xia Tang could know what his subtext was when she saw his smiling and proud eyes.

Now, they know each other and not considered strangers.

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