Chapter 10

The faculty office of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters is actually a guest room on the second floor of the Xavier estate. Under Professor Charles' renovation, it has been transformed into an office. At this moment, only Ororo is in the room.

Ororo is sitting alone at the desk, grading something, her frowning brows clearly indicating that if these are report cards, quite a few people are in for trouble.

Seeing Ororo's unhappy expression, Zhou Yi quietly walked behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and whispered, "If those little guys find out you gave them a bunch of Ds, I bet a bunch of them will call you a nasty old witch again!"

"Yi!" Ororo sighed helplessly. "You know, among those who call me an old witch, your sister is the one who never fails to do so."

"Wow, I can only say, Sharice and I are really alike, we both have no clue about math." Zhou Yi shrugged and forcibly turned Ororo around.

Ororo was wearing a qipao with blue and white porcelain patterns, the snow-white base color and blue-white embroidery highlighting her graceful figure and skin as alluring as black pearls. Combined with her sexy and charming face and rare silver hair, it instantly gave a breathtaking impact.

"Truly beautiful beyond belief!" Zhou Yi spoke his mind frankly.

Ororo smiled, a look of satisfaction immediately appearing. She adjusted her posture slightly, revealing a section of her plump thigh from the hem of the qipao. Following the hem, the alluring curve of her calf made it hard to look away, until it narrowed to her delicate ankle and the equally exquisite white high heels. All of this exuded a noble and elegant feminine charm.

Seeing the admiration in Zhou Yi's eyes, Ororo smiled broadly. She teased, "How about it, do you think Mr. Zhou Yi's taste is really great?"

"Of course!" Zhou Yi, flattered by such praise, put on a proud expression and even straightened his tie. "Mr. Zhou Yi's taste is the best in the world. Especially in appreciating beautiful ladies. I can only say, Ororo, you are so beautiful, only these flowers can match your beauty."

Ororo picked up the roses with some surprise, thought for a moment, and asked, "This time, it's just me, right?"

"Wow, Ororo. I should say, it's always been you, okay!" Zhou Yi answered crisply, as if it were a standard response. But for such an answer, Ororo just rolled her eyes. Then she put the flowers on the table behind her and said to Zhou Yi.

"Let's deal with some formal matters!"

"Sure, I agree to put personal matters aside for the evening." Zhou Yi smiled, showing his bright teeth.

"We'll see!" Ororo responded casually, then took out a stack of papers and threw them to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi flipped through them; they were mostly report cards, the best being a C, most being Ds. The name on all of them was Miss Sharice Ferguson.

"What is this, the year-end awards?" Seeing his sister's grades, Zhou Yi rubbed his temples, trying to comfort himself. "Looks good, though, mostly third and fourth prizes."

"Yes, unfortunately, no first prize." Ororo simply burst Zhou Yi's comfort bubble, "These are minor issues, I didn't want to give them to you, but I need to set the stage."

"Alright, these preliminaries are really good." Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, "At least I can accept half of Sharice's mistakes."

Ororo sighed and said seriously, "Your attitude is good, but I need to tell you, this time Sharice's mistake is quite serious."

"Tell me more!" Zhou Yi also straightened his attitude. Sharice was his soft spot, one of the closest people in the world. For her, Zhou Yi had to be serious.

"Sharice's ability is very special, as you know. Being able to open bidirectional portals in three-dimensional space means she can basically go anywhere. The school's teachers and professors consider this ability rare and dangerous. Especially in her attitude towards using this ability, she is too casual."

"Two months ago, she and two students used their ability to leave the school at night, accidentally teleporting a drunk man to the Brooklyn Bridge, making him play a five-minute free fall game with two portals. The drunk man, after being rescued, even swore never to drink again. Two weeks ago, she and Katie escaped to play, and her out-of-control teleportation ability caused an accident, derailing a roller coaster. Jean saved them and the ordinary people, and erased the memories of the ordinary people."

"That's really terrible!" Zhou Yi frowned. "What did Sharice say?"

"After the incident, she was very sorry. But you know, she is too casual and doesn't think such mistakes will happen again."

"Really as confident as me." Zhou Yi sighed, looking into Ororo's eyes, he asked, "Are you always watching her, Ororo?"

"Yes!" Ororo hesitated for a moment but still answered clearly. "Jean and I check on the kids every hour during breaks. Your sister is the focus of our observation."

"Can you promise me one thing, Ororo?" Zhou Yi held her hands. "If something like this happens again, tell me. Let me handle it!"

As a brother, Zhou Yi clearly understood his sister's character. This wouldn't be the last time, it would definitely happen again.

Ororo instinctively wanted to object, but seeing Zhou Yi's serious expression, the words on the tip of her tongue were swallowed. She was silent for a while, then said softly, "I'll talk to Jean."

Leaning on the window, watching Zhou Yi and Ororo jokingly drive away from the school in a sports car, Sharice pouted and said angrily, "Annoying guy, always going out to play with that old witch Ororo. Doesn't care about me at all."

"Sharice, are you really a brother-obsessed girl?" Katie, who shared the same dorm, looked at Sharice's expression in surprise.

"Katie, you're asking for it!" Sharice shouted, immediately activating a crystal screen and pouncing on Katie. Katie quickly dodged, turning into a cloud of smoke, passing through the thick bed and hiding under it.

However, a crystal screen had already appeared under her, making her instantly fall into the clutches.

"You're done for, Katie." Sharice laughed wickedly, her fingers moving, making the poor girl convulse and laugh in pain.

"Stop... Sharice, I'm wrong, you're not a brother-obsessed girl. Really." Katie was out of breath, completely losing her temper.

"That won't do!" Sharice didn't stop, but while moving her hands, she made a condition. "Unless you agree to have fun with us again tonight."

Katie, hearing this, immediately turned into smoke and passed through Sharice's body, appearing behind her and said in disbelief, "Sharice, you're crazy. You forgot last time, Jean and Ororo were almost driven mad by you, and you were grounded for two days."

"I know." Seeing Katie unwilling to play with her, Sharice naturally stopped. "But this time is different, we'll go to a bar, and bring Vivien."

"Oh, you're really crazy. You're only sixteen, Ororo will kill you if she finds out." Katie's mouth formed an O, and after a while, she said in disbelief.

"Hey, we're already sixteen. My damn older brother did all sorts of crazy things when he was sixteen. Why can't I? Or, Katie, do you want to be a good girl forever, a Barbie doll?"

Katie, hearing this, was stunned. Then she pouted and said, "I won't help you convince Vivien. And, Sharice, you are definitely a brother-obsessed girl, I guarantee it!"

Jean-Georges, the world's most famous three-Michelin-star restaurant, is also known as the best French restaurant in New York. Located in the best area of Manhattan, it is recognized as a fashion landmark in New York and a place to measure status. The two most common types of people who dine here are celebrities, such as Denzel Washington, Sarah Jessica Parker, Tom Cruise, and Nicole Kidman. Of course, the latter two, who are divorced, would not come together. The other type is successful businessmen who enjoy life.

Someone once said that the most powerful woman in New York is the hostess at Jean-Georges who decides whether to give you a seat, and to prove a New York man's status, it's whether he needs a reservation at Jean-Georges.

This is a rather boring standard, but it is very popular, especially with Tony Stark, who loves to show off. In this regard, Zhou Yi feels he has been influenced by Stark.

When Zhou Yi, holding Ororo's hand, walked into this most famous restaurant in America, the hostess immediately greeted them with a warm smile.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, I wish you and this lady a wonderful time here."

"Thank you!" Ororo, somewhat awkward, replied. As a teacher, Ororo rarely visited luxurious places, let alone top-tier restaurants. This was not just a matter of money and social status; more importantly, Ororo was a mutant.

In America, while there is no explicit discrimination against mutants, they are secretly the most discriminated against, especially among the wealthy. If not for Zhou Yi, as a mutant, Ororo would have found it very difficult to even step into this restaurant.

It's a harsh reality, but this is the true face of this country that boasts of freedom.

Under the hostess's guidance, Zhou Yi and Ororo sat at the best table in the restaurant. Along the way, many people raised their glasses to Zhou Yi, and he either nodded in response or ignored them.

No one would say anything about this because compared to Tony Stark, Zhou Yi is already quite mild. This is the right of a major shareholder of Stark Industries.

For Zhou Yi, these people can be ignored as background, but for Ororo, they are quite noticeable.

"Oh my God, that's Nicole Kidman, I actually saw her in person here." It's hard to imagine the usually calm Ororo acting this way.

Zhou Yi could only smile and hold her hand, comforting her, "Relax, dear. Tonight, you will be the one they envy."

Ororo took a deep breath and said to Zhou Yi, somewhat embarrassed, "Okay, okay. I know I'm acting like Cinderella. I just didn't expect you to bring me to a place like this."

Zhou Yi raised his glass and smiled at Ororo.

"Dear, you need to know that for us, these are just a small part."

"That's just for you, okay?" Sometimes, even a beauty's eye roll can be quite charming. Zhou Yi's response to this eye roll was to gently hold Ororo's hand, kiss it, and then say with the gentlest smile.

"Dear Miss Ororo, for you and me, we don't need to be so clear, do we?"

Fine wine, delicious food, and the luxurious, dazzling scene are the most attractive aphrodisiacs for women, and even more so for those who already have mutual interest.

When Zhou Yi, with a slightly tipsy Ororo, drove home, it might be a memorable and enchanting night.