Tang Wenfang and Chu Chunrong were in a non-static frame, staring straight at him.

After a while, the two looked at each other, and then simultaneously reached out and placed their hands on his forehead.

"It didn't burn."

"There's no fever. Is there any hereditary brain disease in your area?"

"I was just about to ask you that, why don't you take him to the hospital for a checkup?"

"I'm afraid that if there's something really wrong, the child won't be able to accept it."

"I can't accept this either, what should I do?"

Chu Yang's lips twitched: "Okay, I admit I was bragging earlier. I found this phone and keys on the street."

Tony Fang and Lao Chu both breathed a sigh of relief.

In their view, the chances of their son finding something on the street are much greater than the chances of winning the lottery and becoming a millionaire.

Old Chu handed over the phone and scolded, "Don't expect something for nothing. Getting into a good university is more important than anything else!"

Tony Fang handed him the keys and said, "Go find where you found this and ask around sometime. If you find the owner, return it. If not, just keep it. But don't make a big deal out of it, okay?"

"Oh, I see." Chu Yang smiled helplessly.

It's no wonder his parents didn't believe him; what he just said was simply too far-fetched for them, given their monthly income of a few thousand yuan.

The parents were hardworking and simple, and had no other demands on their son except that he study hard, get into a good university, and find a stable job in the future.

It's a pity that Chu Yang couldn't fulfill their long-cherished wish in his previous life.

However, with today's groundwork laid, it will be much easier to explain later.

After enduring their scolding, Chu Yang obediently went to study.

We'll have dinner at home again.

After finishing his meal, he changed his clothes, put on his backpack, and went out under the pretext of tutoring Dachun.

The light rain outside has stopped.

But the sky remained overcast, and the air was thick with a humid heat.

Chu Yang rode his bicycle past a night market street on his way to the seafood restaurant where Shen Nansheng had arranged to meet him.

I saw the office lady who came to the school to deliver the phone from a great distance.

Lou Chunyue leaned against a Bentley, her professional attire exuding sexiness and charm.

Upon seeing Chu Yang approach, he raised his hand and waved.

"here!"

Chu Yang nodded, parked his bicycle, and walked towards her.

Meanwhile, Su Lingxue and Wang Xiaoli walked by hand in hand on the side of the road.

After they finished their meal, they decided to go to the night market to relax and clear their heads.

"Ling Xue, look who's that!" Wang Xiaoli suddenly said.