"You are destined for greatness; anyone who follows you will achieve great success."
She straightened her son's sleeves, which he hadn't finished fixing.
"Mom doesn't object to who you like. You should think it through yourself. Gu Han is only two years younger than your older brother. He's not that old. But compared to you, he's still a bit inappropriate."
Upon hearing that his mother didn't object, Nan Yu immediately became incredibly excited, his beautiful eyes lighting up. Ignoring the rest of the sentence, he grabbed his mother's hand and exclaimed excitedly:
"Really, Mom? You agree to me being with the housekeeper?"
Judging from her son's reaction, Nan's mother seemed to really like him.
“Master Huizhi once said that you are likely to have a son in your destiny, and your mother was already mentally prepared.”
She patted her son's hand affectionately, saying, "But he's a full twelve years older than you. You should think it over carefully and not make a hasty decision. I suggest you get to know each other better. He might not be the most suitable person for you."
Nan's mother speaks in a gentle and approachable manner, but she always leads people into traps, instilling in him the idea that 'Gu Han is not suitable for him'.
However, Nan Yu remained unusually firm on the topic of Gu Han.
"It's perfect. I love him so much. I feel terrible if I don't kiss him for a day, and I miss him if I don't see him for even a second. Mom, age is not a problem. I will definitely, definitely, definitely not regret it in the future."
Nan’s mother: “…”
After a moment of silence, he said, “How can you know if you will regret it in the future? Child, stay here for the next few days and think it over carefully. Once you’ve figured it out, talk to the housekeeper. You’re still young, there’s no rush.”
"I'm not young anymore, I'll be 19 after the New Year."
"The butler is thirty-one too."
“It’s okay, thirty-one isn’t eighty-one. I like it. Mom, you can ask Master Huizhi again to calculate my marriage. I think my destiny is with the housekeeper.”
"What if it isn't?"
“We have a connection, definitely. Even if it’s just a fleeting relationship, I’ll make it to the end. Mom, stop talking. You’re just as prejudiced as Dad. You’ve already restricted my freedom, are you going to take away my love too?”
Nan's mother stared at her son for a long time.
Suddenly, he took off the Buddhist prayer beads from his wrist and turned them around. He came to the Buddha statue, knelt on the prayer mat, and silently chanted incantations. Nan Yu also knelt down beside him.
I stayed in the Buddhist hall for three days.
She would occasionally let Gu Han know she was safe.
For three days, he ate vegetarian food with his mother. On the third night, Nan Yu's mother knocked on the boy's door. Nan Yu was asleep, his feet were pressed against the wall, his legs were raised high, and his sleeping posture was not elegant. The bed in the Buddhist hall was similar to the kang in northern China, and it was pressed tightly against the wall.
Knock knock—
Pause for two seconds.
Knock knock— Nan Yu woke up with a start, stunned for a couple of seconds, then rubbed her head to wake up, and sleepily asked, "Who is it?"
Nan's mother: "Me."
Oh, Mom.
Dengxin got up and opened the door, yawning as he slept. After opening the door, Nan's mother came in, and Nan Yu climbed back into bed, grabbing the blanket and pulling it tighter. The autumn night was cool, and if it weren't for the need for his head to breathe, he would have covered his head with the blanket as well.
Nan Yu: "It's twelve o'clock, aren't you going to sleep, Mom?"
Nan's mother sat on the edge of the bed and tidied her son's messy hair. "Have you contacted the housekeeper these past few days?"
Nan Yu was on guard, subconsciously sensing that his parents didn't want him to be with Gu Han. They came to talk to him in the middle of the night, were they trying to persuade him again?
Seeing that her son remained silent, Nan's mother withdrew her hand and said, "He resigned."
Deng Xin closed his eyes, his hands clenched tightly under the covers, afraid to utter a sound, lest his mother say something like 'not quite right'.
Nan's mother did not mention death.
Gentle and considerate, leaving room for maneuver.
She constantly brainwashes you, making you subconsciously agree with her views.
It would be better if Nan's father simply forbade it.
“Xiaoyu, Mom understands you. I don’t know if you can understand the heart of parents. Men who mess around are prone to contracting diseases. Your life is related to tens of thousands of families, so we have been very cautious about you since you were little. You think your parents are doing this for money, and I don’t deny that, but the families behind the group also have responsibilities.”
"Even if we go bankrupt and sell our assets, we can live a stable life without worrying about money. But it's different for our employees. While middle and senior management are leaving, the largest number of employees are still at the bottom."
"Once there is a shortage of positions, more people will compete for the remaining positions. Lower wages and more resentment will lead to social unrest and make people more susceptible to external instigation, which may result in actions that endanger national security. People are driven by self-interest. Only when the people's happiness index is high can society be more harmonious and stable."
"Don't think Mom is exaggerating. Your stability is the group's stability. Everyone will have more choices, and only with more choices can they choose the best."
Nan Yu: "I won't get sick. We're both clean. Even if we don't wear masks, at most I'll get a fever. Besides, the housekeeper is very considerate; he'll wear one."
"You've all crossed the line?"
Nan's mother's tone was slightly harsh, clearly not expecting Gu Han to be so bold. How long had he been at their home, and how many days had he been away?
Nan Yu closed his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks. He turned over in bed, not wanting to speak. Seeing her son crying, Nan's mother felt helpless, and the two remained silent for a long time.
In the end, it was Nan's mother who spoke first, sighing, "We can be together, but I have a few conditions."
Nan Yu was stunned, then turned around sharply, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes.
Nan's mother: "If you marry into the family, you can't live outside. Both of you have to have a medical check-up every week, and you can't announce it to the public."
"Is he ashamed to be seen by others? Why can't it be made public?"
Dengxin just wanted to be open and honest with Gu Han.
"Your dad treats you well, right?"
Nanmu suddenly posed a question, and Dengxin nodded blankly.
Nanmu continued:
"When your father married me, he made vows of eternal love at the wedding, saying that we would be the only ones for each other for life. But that didn't stop him from finding a mistress two years later. Over the years, I've given you eight older brothers and sisters. If it weren't for your success, I wouldn't even know where I am now. You can't completely disbelieve a man's words, but you can't believe them entirely either. You haven't been with him for long, so it's for your own good not to make it public."
"Think it over. If you've made up your mind, then go on a hunger strike. Your dad wouldn't dare gamble with your life. It's getting late, get some rest."
She patted her son's shoulder through the blankets and got up to leave.
The boy, nestled in his blankets, was completely wide awake.
He immediately sent a message to Gu Han.
Gu Han agreed to everything. Nan Yu didn't tell him about the idea his mother had given him. He fell asleep happily, holding his phone, dreaming of his butler and being able to kiss him.
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The next day, Nan Yu ate his fill and asked his mother if he could secretly hide some small cakes so he could eat a little bit if he was really hungry. His mother let him have his way, and she hid seven or eight cakes in a secret compartment, along with some cookies.
They started their hunger strike on the third day.
Nan's father was unaware of this at noon.
When I got home that evening, I found out that my youngest son hadn't eaten all day.
I quickly ran over to check.
As soon as they entered, they bumped into Dengxin, who was munching on a cookie. The father and son stared at each other, and Nanyu was startled. She immediately put away the cookie and hid behind her back, her mouth covered in cookie crumbs, an attempt to cover up her mistake.
There was nothing that Nan's father didn't understand.
He was so angry that his face turned blue.
He strode over and pointed at Nan Yu's forehead, "You're just trying to annoy me!"
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