No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1891 Hayes Edwards Extra (48)

Hayes Edwards was so annoyed he didn’t even want to play games anymore. "Got it."

"Oh yeah, you two live right across from each other and go home together every day. You must have been the first to know."

Hayes didn’t want to respond to him.

After a while, the chubby guy sent another message, "Brother Edwards, want to go play basketball tomorrow?"

Tomorrow is the first day of winter break, and the Chinese New Year is just a week away.

Hayes glanced at the weather outside and replied, "We’ll go if it doesn’t rain tomorrow."

The chubby guy sent back two words, "Got it!"

After Hayes closed the chat window and turned his head, he saw Grace Winter looking at him eagerly, holding a scrambled magic cube.

He had casually grabbed it off the shelf and tossed it to her earlier.

To keep her from bothering him.

But that was an hour ago.

"I can’t do it," Grace said softly, looking quite troubled, her eyebrows almost curving into little waves.

Hayes glanced at her, "You can’t do this?"

Grace nodded.

Hayes snorted, reaching out to take the magic cube, "I really don’t understand how your brain won first in the class."

The thoroughly scrambled magic cube was restored in less than half a minute in his hands.

In Grace’s eyes, the whole process seemed like magic, restored in the blink of an eye.

Her mouth opened slightly in surprise, "That’s amazing!"

Hayes raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "It’s nothing, a piece of cake."

He scrambled the magic cube according to a pattern with a few twists and handed it back to Grace, "Turn it back the way I did just now."

Grace looked up at him, a bit hesitant, but still tried to twist it slowly a few times.

Following how Hayes did it earlier.

Earlier...

She couldn’t remember how Hayes turned it just now.

"I can’t do it," she pouted, anxious and aggrieved.

She twisted the cube more and more scrambled, until even Hayes couldn’t bear to watch anymore and took it back, "Idiot!"

He restored it in a few moves, then slowed down to scramble it according to a pattern, deliberately showing her so she could see clearly.

"Watch carefully, first like this, then like this, and then..."

Grace watched intently, her little head nodding a bit.

Hayes spoke with great impatience, but his actions were slow.

Mother Edwards walked to the door, about to knock and enter, saw the two kids getting along so well, smiled, and returned to the living room.

She decided not to disturb them.

A few minutes later, Hayes handed over the restored magic cube, "Got it now?"

Grace nodded somewhat slowly, her eyes still looking a bit dazed, "I got it."

Probably got it.

Hayes scrambled the cube again and handed it back to her, "This time you try to solve it yourself."

Grace looked at Hayes, then at the cube in her hands, and finally attempted to restore it herself.

After handing her the cube, Hayes had no intention of paying further attention and opened his game, about to play a round when Grace tugged on his sleeve, holding a fully restored magic cube.

"Hayes, is this right?"

Hayes glanced at the time instinctively, realizing only a minute had passed.

Seeing him silent, Grace grew a bit nervous, "Did I not do it right?"

Hayes: "...No."

What on earth is in this silly girl’s head?

Hayes had promised Grace that if she could restore the magic cube before the end of the day, he would take her to play basketball tomorrow.