My child is in junior high school now.
The thirteen-year-old girl had already blossomed into a graceful and beautiful young woman, stunning everyone with her looks. As a result, she was named the school beauty as soon as she entered the school, and then she was constantly showered with love letters.
The baby scoffed at this, saying that school beauties and hunks were too boring, and as for love letters... well, they might be useful.
Because my "baby's academic failure" persona has never been overturned, I'm quite worried about writing essays. So, I just picked and chose from those love letters and used them.
For example, one essay topic is to write about someone you know well.
So, the baby picked out a sentence from here and a sentence from there from the many love letters and pieced together a 600-word essay to hand in.
The Chinese teacher was so upset after reading it that she had to call the Nangong family, and this time it was Shuo Shuo who answered.
Shuo Shuo is six years older than Bao Bao. Bao Bao is in the first year of junior high school, while Shuo Shuo is in the first year of college. He is attending the same school that both his parents attended, Xiling Jiaotong University. He rarely lives on campus and goes home whenever he doesn't have classes.
I had no classes that afternoon, and I had just gotten back when I received a call from my child's homeroom teacher. I quickly drove to the school.
The teacher knew Lin Jiashuo because he was the top scorer in the province and ranked third in the country in this year's college entrance examination. Several universities in Beijing had offered him admission, but he ultimately chose his parents' alma mater, Xiling Jiaotong University. This was reported in the news, and as a result, Xiling Jiaotong University's national ranking rose by several places.
"Hello, Nangong Yiyi's brother. This is today's composition. Please take a look." The teacher handed the composition book to Shuo Shuo.
Shuo Shuo took it and flipped through it. The task was to write about the person he knew best. The title he wrote was "My Dad." One part described his appearance like this: "My dad is very handsome. His skin is as white as milk, and his eyes are so big and expressive. One look at him is unforgettable..."
The following reflections are: My dad works so hard every day to provide for me, to feed me and clothe me. You are simply my god... You are my heaven and my earth, you are a third of my life... Ah, I love you, Dad.
"She completely ignores the lessons, does a sloppy job on her homework, and makes so many spelling mistakes." The homeroom teacher rubbed her forehead. "I hope you parents can also take this seriously, pay attention to her homework, and encourage her to read more extracurricular books..."
"Don't worry, teacher, we'll definitely be careful." Shuo Shuo was exasperated, but still politely apologized, "We've caused you trouble, teacher." Then he said goodbye and left, and began to worry about his father, Nangong Jue. Reading this description, I wonder if he'll have a heart attack.
In the blink of an eye, three years of junior high school have passed. In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, my child finally had a breakthrough in his studies, worked hard, and was admitted to Xiling No.1 High School. Although he was at the bottom of the class, it was still not easy, after all, No.1 High School is the best high school.
Three years later, Bao Bao was admitted to military academy as she wished. She did not know Nangong Jue's hidden identity, but she had admired soldiers since she was a child, so she was determined to become a female soldier.
On the day she received the volunteer offer, a lot of people came to Longting Villa. They thought they were there to congratulate the baby, but it turned out they were there to propose marriage.
Among those who proposed marriage were: Qiao Qiao and Lu Min'an's son Lu Jiayi, Yang Jinhan and Tang Weiwei's son Yang Kaixuan, Hong Xia and Qian Haiyi's son Qian Qingwei, and even Song Qiaoqiao and Wu Ya brought their ten-year-old son to join in the fun.
There was also a bunch of onlookers.
“Alan, look, you asked me to give you a daughter-in-law, but I gave birth to a son instead. He’s a son-in-law too.” Tang Weiwei pushed her son over, “He’s a perfect match for the baby.”
“I say, in terms of closeness, shouldn’t my Ayi be first?” Qiaoqiao tapped the table. “Baby, she’s my daughter-in-law. Goddaughter to daughter-in-law, perfect.”
“President Qiao, you said you and Alan are sisters, while Ayi and Baobao are relatives and can’t marry close relatives. My son is the best.” Hongxia laughed, “Alan, my family is rich.”
Everyone chuckled. Indeed, when it came to mining, no one could compare to the Qian family.
“My family owns a coal mine, but we also have a celebrity in our family. My son may be a little young, but we can raise him well from a young age.” Song Qiaoqiao also brought out her ten-year-old son.
The baby looked completely bewildered, having no idea what was going on.
Le Yao was both amused and exasperated: "You guys are just stirring up trouble."
"Dear uncles and aunties," Shuo Shuo stood up at that moment, "Don't worry about it anymore, the baby is my wife, she's been sleeping with me since she was little..."
"Asleep?" Everyone asked in surprise.
The baby's eyes widened.
"I watched her being born, and she slept in my bed since she was little. When she was six, she even wet my pillow..." Shuo Shuo looked at the baby, "Do you admit it?"
The baby could only lower his head and agree, because he was indeed right.
Everyone looked at Le Yao and Nangong Jue.
Le Yao touched her nose: "That's true. After this girl was born, except when she was breastfeeding, I took care of her. Otherwise, it was basically A-Jue and Shuo Shuo who took care of her, including her studies later on... Is that what you call being close to the source?"
"So, my little brothers, go back and wash up and go to sleep. Stop thinking about your sister-in-law." Shuo Shuo laughed, then reached out and pulled Bao Bao out. "Let's go have some time to date. You guys do as you please."
He knew from a young age that he was an adopted child, and his name was never changed. Therefore, he had no blood relation with the baby. From the moment she was born, he was convinced that she was his wife, and no one could take away the precious baby he had raised.
Everyone: ...
Well, that's it, there's no chance anymore.
Shuo Shuo drove the baby to a quiet place before parking. Then he looked at her and said, "Nangong Yiyi, you are eighteen years old this year and have normal legal capacity. So please keep your promise."
"When did you make that promise?" The baby felt a little nervous, reached for the water glass, and took a sip.
"You're in elementary school and you still sleep in the same bed as me, and now you even drink from the same cup as me..." Shuo Shuo pointed to the cup in the baby's hand with a smile, "That's indirect kissing, don't you want to deny it? You said you hate scumbags the most, do you want to be a scumbag woman?"
"I...I didn't..." The baby hurriedly put down the water cup.
“Nangong Yiyi, this is my water bottle. There’s still your lipstick mark on it…” Shuo Shuo picked up the water bottle and tapped it. “This can be used as evidence in court. You can’t deny it.”
"I...I didn't mean to renege." Baby suddenly hummed. "I'll take responsibility, what's wrong with that? But I don't want it to be indirect, I want it to be direct..." Saying that, she reached out and pulled Shuo Shuo over, giving him a quick kiss. "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you." You've protected me since I was little, and I'll never find anyone better than you. I'm willing to be with you, just like Mom and Dad, loving each other until we grow old.
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