"You really like him, that's why you're speaking up for him like this."

"Mmm." Xia Lian nodded very seriously, "I like Wen Mo the most..."

Su Juan chuckled softly, and after all the dishes were prepared, she carried a plate in each hand. Seeing this, Xia Lian also obediently carried the other two plates.

"Oh dear, that plate is too heavy for you to carry. Let Wenmo come and carry it." With that, she called out, "Don't just sit on the sofa daydreaming, come and get the food!"

Wen Mo, who was a little nervous, jumped off the sofa with a somersault and eagerly rubbed his hands as he went to the kitchen. "I'll do it, you two can rest."

Su Juan didn't say anything, but after Xia Lian took the plate out, she looked at him with a disgusted expression.

"That girl came in and talked to me for ages, and even insisted on cooking for me. Was that your idea?"

"No, she's the same way at home, Mom, you're overthinking it." Wen Mo's heart tightened, but on the surface, she still chatted and laughed as she picked up the other two dishes and placed them steadily on the table.

All the dishes needed to be prepared, but the man who was out playing with soy sauce hadn't returned home yet.

Su Juan clicked her tongue in displeasure, and was about to make a phone call when the door was opened with a click.

"Why are all the dishes already served? Where am I supposed to put the soy sauce I bought?" Wen Yiquan asked, bewildered, as he changed his shoes in the entryway, carrying a bottle of soy sauce. He looked at his wife's disgusted expression and then walked away sheepishly.

"No need for soy sauce anymore. Buying soy sauce takes forever, like getting lost on the road." Su Juan rolled her eyes at him, put the soy sauce in the kitchen, and turned back to sit down and greet the others, "Alright, the head of the family is back, let's eat."

"Heh, I didn't even know I was the head of the family..."

What did you say?

"It's okay, I'll eat." Wen Yiquan put two mouthfuls of rice in his mouth and didn't say anything more.

The group put down their chopsticks, and the atmosphere at the table became strangely quiet, with only the sounds of chopsticks picking up food and bowls being placed down.

Wen Yiquan secretly observed his son sitting opposite him and saw that he was eating happily as if nothing had happened. He even got up to get another bowl of rice, and it seemed that he had a good appetite.

He said he had something important to do and came back, but he hasn't said a word since. It's driving me crazy.

On the other hand, Xia Lian, who was sitting next to him, ate her meal quietly, only glancing at Wen Mo from time to time.

"Ahem... Xiao Lian, how's school lately?"

Perhaps unable to bear the silence at the dinner table, Su Juan coughed twice and asked with a gentle smile.

Xia Lian raised her head and paused for a moment, but quickly replied, "I'm doing well, very happily."

"Oh, I see. So how are your grades lately?"

"Mom, I finally come home and all you do is ask about my grades." Wen Mo rolled her eyes, picked up her rice bowl, and muttered as she ate, "Years have passed and she hasn't changed a bit..."

"What do you know? I'm just showing concern!"

Su Juan stuck out a finger and poked him hard on the head, then continued to smile and say, as if it were nothing unusual, "It's okay, let's ignore him."

Xia Lian glanced at Wen Mo, who had been poked, then at her aunt sitting opposite her. After hesitating for a moment, she answered honestly, "Recently, I've been in first place."

"First in the whole school?!" Su Juan was both surprised and delighted.

Wen Mo shook his head helplessly, slamming down his chopsticks in annoyance. "I'm number one in the whole grade, number one in the whole school! And you haven't even shown me any concern..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yiquan also spoke up for his wife, saying, "You only have room to regress and no room to improve, so how can your mother care about you?"

"You two are in cahoots, I'm not going to argue with you anymore."

After finishing speaking, Wenmo silently ate his rice, as if trying to shut himself up with the food.

Looking at the two little ones earnestly eating across from them, Wen Yiquan and Su Juan felt both happy and helpless, and even lost their appetite.

Good grades are a good thing, and they are very happy.

Despite their excellent grades, they didn't apply to better schools. According to them, their current scores were high enough that they could give up studying and sleep all the way to the college entrance exam, since their scores were already high enough.

One is first in the grade, the other is first in the whole school. They're both good on their own, but why do they seem to fall apart when put together?

After finishing their meal, all the dishes and chopsticks were piled up in the sink, and the whole family sat neatly on either side of the sofa, each guarding their own territory as if they were discussing a pre-battle meeting.

The parents' goal is quite clear: they want their children to get into better universities.

"You two... should understand what the situation is right now, right?"

Wen Yiquan picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of light tea in a very casual manner, and took a sip in a refined manner as usual. On the surface, he seemed to be enjoying the aroma of the tea, but in reality, his heart was full of wrinkles from crying.

"So, I came here today to discuss this with you, didn't I?"

Wow! You've even learned to use honorifics now!

We're returning "you" to you!

Although Wen Yiquan was so distressed that he clutched his trouser leg tightly, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction when he saw how well-behaved Wen Mo was.

It feels so damn good to have my son bow down like that.

But jokes aside, business still needed to be discussed. He put down his teacup, crossed his legs, and stared at Wen Mo with his arms folded over his chest.

What were you thinking?

"I didn't think about it much, that's just how I felt. It's good to be able to stay."

"What a load of rubbish! You've been in Linchuan for over ten years, isn't that enough? You finally have a chance to go out and broaden your horizons, and you don't want it anymore. Hey, this guy is really weird!"

Wen Yiquan's skill in using sarcastic and unpredictable language showed no signs of decline. With a series of conclusions, he forced the opposing side into a retreat, leaving them speechless.

Let's see how the opposing side responds.

"So how do you plan to resolve this?" Wen Mo scratched his head, glanced at Xia Lian beside him, and realized it was time to tell his father about their decision.

"Therefore, you must give me a satisfactory answer today!"

"Alright, since you put it that way, I think I'll leave Linchuan."

"No way! There's no benefit for you staying here... Wait, what are you going to say?!"

Wen Yiquan was just about to throw the reason he had prepared in his face when he was stunned by Wen Mo's answer.

Even Su Juan, who was watching the show from the sidelines, was so surprised by this answer that her eyes widened.

They talked last night and tried their best to persuade the two boys to surrender, using all their patience to make them understand that there was no benefit in staying in Linchuan.

But before you could even say anything, you've already used your ultimate move?

Seeing his parents' bewildered expressions, Wen Mo scratched his head and shook it helplessly. "I said, I'm planning to apply to a better school and not stay in Linchuan anymore, is that okay?"

"...He surrendered on the surface, but he still had ulterior motives in his heart?" Wen Yiquan frowned, then suddenly realized why this guy was so obedient!

"What tricks are you talking about! Why would I need to scheme against you?" Wen Mo couldn't take it anymore and wished he could knock his own father's glasses off.