Before going to sleep that night, Ni Sitian complained to Xu Tingchuan that it must be because of his bad genes that their son was so awkward.

Xu Tingchuan smiled, not particularly concerned, feeling that there was nothing wrong with his son being like this.

There was something very important he needed to discuss with Ni Sitian.

"What? You said you want Xiaoyu to work at the company during the summer vacation?" Ni Sitian sat up after hearing this, instead of leaning against him.

“Well, Xiao Yu has already started studying economics courses on his own, and it’s only a matter of time before he takes over the company, so I think it’s better to let him get involved in the company’s actual operations sooner.” Xu Tingchuan gently squeezed Ni Sitian’s small hand.

"He's only fifteen years old."

"Fifteen years old is not young. I was already living independently abroad when I was fifteen."

Ni Sitian was stunned.

Xu Tingchuan pulled her into his arms again and said softly, "You have to learn to accept that our little dumpling has grown up. He is no longer the child who would snuggle in your arms and act spoiled."

Ni Sitian sighed softly. Time flies, and her little dumpling has grown into a handsome young man.

"We won't let him delve too deeply into the issues; we'll just give him a basic understanding. You don't need to worry too much," Xu Tingchuan said, kissing her temple.

Ni Sitian nodded reluctantly, then glared at him playfully, "You deliberately let him get in touch with it early, didn't you? You want to retire early yourself."

"No one knows a husband better than his wife." Xu Tingchuan smiled and gently tapped her nose, just like before.

While they were enjoying their sweet romance, Xu Ziyu's room was still shrouded in gloom.

He took the notebook out of the wastebasket, patted it lightly, and placed it on the table.

Luo Xikui went to school as usual from Tuesday to Friday, but she felt that something was wrong.

She and Tuantuan had clearly made up, but Tuantuan seemed to have some dissatisfaction with her, and didn't want to walk with her along that short stretch of maple-lined road after school.

She would occasionally ask him math questions, but he would remain indifferent and tell her to ask Xin Chun instead.

She's been too busy with her studies lately, so she hasn't thought about it any further.

This Sunday, Yuan Cheng said that the school was having an open basketball tournament, and since he was on the school team, he invited her to watch.

She thought about how he had tutored her for so long, and she should thank him, so she decided to support him.

Unexpectedly, she ran into her brother as soon as she entered the venue.

When Xiang Hengxi saw his sister, he put his arm around her shoulder and laughed, "Didn't you say that basketball is not elegant at all, that it's all sweaty and you don't like watching it? Did you know that A Yu is here today too?"

"Tuantuan is here too?" Luo Xikui was a little tempted to leave, afraid that he would accuse her of not studying hard enough again.

Just as she was about to run away, Yuan Cheng ran towards her in a basketball jersey. However, as he got closer, the smile on his face slowly faded. He saw the tall, tanned boy next to her, and the two seemed quite intimate.

"You're here." Yuan Cheng looked away, smiled again, and then asked, "Is this your classmate?"

Seeing that he was looking at Xiang Hengxi, Luo Xikui was about to introduce him when she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Xu Ziyu was walking over.

"Ayu, you're here." Xiang Hengxi put his hand on Xu Ziyu's shoulder, looking like they were good buddies.

Seeing Yuan Cheng looking at her, Luo Xikui said, "This is my brother, and that's me..."

“Her childhood sweetheart.” Xiang Hengxi cut Luo Xikui off abruptly and pushed Xu Ziyu to stand next to her.

Luo Xikui blushed, coughed lightly, and said to them, "This is Yuan Cheng. He's from No. 1 Middle School and he'll be playing today."