"It’s just that mom feels like she doesn’t recognize you anymore. How did you beco so amazing all of a sudden?"
"The night after the college entrance exam ended, I stayed up all night. The next morning, I felt like my life had suddenly opened up. Maybe it was the ancestors from our hotown helping out."
"How did it open up?"
"It’s like my mory suddenly improved, I can almost rember everything at a glance. My learning ability also got stronger. Just watch top the class with excellent grades in the final exams!"
"Top of the class?"
"Piece of cake!"
"Well, mom is looking forward to it." Xu Lin’s ntion of grades energizes his mom as if grades are more important than earning money.
"Ms. Ren, I’ll buy you a villa next year!"
"Oh, save your money. Talk about it after you graduate. If you get married and have kids in the future, mom can help take care of them."
Ms. Ren: "Is there a girl you like? Or what’s going on with you and Yanyan?"
After this line, Xu Lin just disappeared, like a salted fish with no response.
Xu Lin doesn’t want to talk about relationship issues with his parents for now, feeling it’s pointless.
On the other side, Ren Yan continues to show off her son, telling people at the law firm that the online Mr. Xu is indeed her son.
The law firm has many people, dozens, both young and middle-aged.
Especially the younger ones, so of them even follow Mr. Xu.
Upon hearing that Mr. Xu is Ren Yan’s son, everyone gets excited.
Later, amid everyone’s discussions, Ren Yan realizes that Xu Lin might be far more talented than she imagined.
Can her son really write songs?
Thinking back to when he had her handle the songwriting contracts a while ago.
And now he’s already making waves on the charts?
Ren Yan searched Xu Lin online and discovered that his fans on TikTok surpassed ten million, the sa on Xiaohongshu, and on NetEase Cloud Music, Xu Lin has four songs all ranking high.
She put on headphones to listen and realized to her surprise that her son’s singing is actually good.
"My son is actually this amazing?"
Ren Yan was deeply shocked, almost thinking she was dreaming.
But reality tells her this is not a dream.
She ssaged Xu Lin, but he disappeared again, not replying back.
The kid is playing dead again.
"Forget it, I won’t ask anymore!"
Ren Yan feels that as long as her son is healthy and safe, that’s enough, and she doesn’t dare to hope for more.
She used to hope for her son to beco a dragon, and in the past, she pushed him quite hard. But as her understanding of being a mother deepened, she realized that an ordinary life for her son might not be a bad thing.
In her law firm, half the people are parents, among them, so have very successful children.
And what’s the cost of having outstanding children?
It ans the children are not around. So are in different cities in the country, and so even abroad.
etings? Mostly just video calls or phone calls, not talking much, maybe just a few minutes.
Real etings might only happen during a few days at Chinese New Year.
So who go abroad don’t et for years.
anwhile, those with less outstanding children, if the parents have skills, can at least keep the children around.
Ms. Ren doesn’t know where her son will end up in the future.
He’s seemingly very talented now, far exceeding her expectations.
She never imagined her son would turn out like this.
On the other side.
It’s now noon.
Another Tuesday afternoon, with no classes, Xu Lin and Rong Xiyi left the school together.
As agreed, today is to spend ti with Rong Xiyi.
"No Xia Xiyao today, right?"
"Xu Lin, I was thinking of inviting Yaoyao out. She doesn’t have classes in the afternoon either."
"Then don’t invite her. Tonight, we have to keep it quiet; can you handle that?"
Xu Lin jokingly said with a fierce tone, "Tonight, I’m going to sleep with you hard!"
"Hmph!"
Rong Xiyi’s face turned red, but the last ti Xu Lin touched her was last Friday night, so by now, it’s been ten whole days; today is the eleventh day.
Don’t underestimate an eighteen-year-old girl, they have needs too. Likewise, for boys at this age, their emotions and urges are intense and suppressed.
"The relatives are gone, right?"
Rong Xiyi had her period a few days ago.
"Gone!"
"That’s perfect then."
Xu Lin then said, "I’ve made so money recently. What do you want? I’ll buy it for you!"
Xu Lin showed her his bank savings.
"Why so much money?"
"I’ve been earning money lately. Did you think I was joking? From now on, when I say I’m busy, don’t ask so many questions, okay? I have to earn a lot of money for that big house in the future!"
"Hmph!"
Rong Xiyi: "I want a big room!"
"Sure, a big room for you!"
"Also, I want a princess bed!"
"Can I not give it to you? Whatever you want, you can have, I’ll even pluck stars from the sky for you!"
"Xu Lin, you’re painting a perfect picture again!"
Rong Xiyi doesn’t ask how Xu Lin earns his money; she’s easily swayed by his words.
At noon, they had a simple al to fill their stomachs, planning to have a feast in the afternoon.
Then they went to a big mall, browsing costics on the first floor.
Rong Xiyi also ntioned she wanted to pick so costics for Ms. Ren.
Xu Lin thought that made sense, considering he hadn’t really bought his mom a proper gift before.
Back in sophomore year, on Mother’s Day, Xu Lin bought a bouquet of roses for his mother.
He didn’t buy carnations, telling his mom, "You’re still so beautiful, why carnations? You’re as radiant as a rose in full bloom, forever beautiful in my heart!"
Back then, for soone not good at school, uttering eloquent phrases didn’t exist. He would just babble a couple of sentences; his high school essays were the sa. Sotis, the sentences might not even be coherent.
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