Chapter 1822 - 1823: A Lie

Ling's mom stopped what she was doing, lowered her voice and said, "Youyu went out to play with a classmate today, she only just got back. I've been on edge the whole day, how could I have the mood to cook? I don't even know if that classmate is a boy or a girl, our Youyu is so simple, I'm afraid she'll suffer outside."

Went out to play with a classmate.

Ling Yiyi blurted out, "Who else could it be, Lin Xian of course!"

It's her own daughter, how could she not know?

In front of Lin Xian she's like a little wife, besides him, Ling Youyu wouldn't go out to play with anyone else.

And just now outside the residential compound, she seemed to see Lin Xian's car—Lin Xian's.

Ling's mom froze, her face full of confused question marks.

Seeing that, Ling Yiyi's heart gave a jolt.

Damn! She'd been letting herself go these past few days, almost forgot Lin Xian is her boyfriend.

Luckily her IQ is high and she's fairly experienced, she instantly came up with a lie.

"So here's the thing, Lin Xian told me yesterday, for the sake of future married life, he plans to strengthen his bond with Youyu, let her experience fatherly love in advance!" After saying that, Ling Yiyi was secretly proud in her heart. Good thing your mom's sharp, I really am a genius.

Wahahaha!

Ling's mom didn't think too much, instead she showed a trace of blame and said, "So it was Xiao Lin, huh. Why didn't that kid come upstairs this morning, made your dad and me worry all day."

As she spoke, Ling's mom thought of something, and hurriedly instructed, "Right, Xiao Lin shouldn't have gone far yet, right? Call him up to eat together, and while you're at it go down to the marinated food shop and buy some cold dishes." "Uh, no need, he's a bit busy these two days, he's got a social engagement tonight!" Ling Yiyi made something up offhand.

Hearing her say that, a trace of regret flashed in Ling's mom's eyes.

As if something occurred to her, Ling's mom looked full of expectation and said, "You just mentioned married life, you two are planning to get married?"

Ling Yiyi: ??

Her own mother's strange focus left her completely baffled. It's not that she's scared of marriage and having kids,

because ever since that sixty-year-marriage dream experience in the Conscious Space, she's been able to look at marriage and childbirth calmly, the fear in her heart long gone.

But the key thing is, her relationship with Lin Xian is just a tiny bit complicated. At first, their boyfriend–girlfriend relationship was pretend.

But later, after going through the Conscious Space, things started to change. After all, in the dream the two of them were husband and wife for decades.

From meeting to falling in love, getting to truly know each other, then supporting each other through thick and thin.

From passionate love to marriage and children, and then to spending the rest of their lives together.

Memories that unforgettable, how could they not have an impact? The problem is, the odds of her and Lin Xian actually getting married in reality are nearly zero.

Leaving aside the issue of Ling Youyu, just Lin Xian's scumbag persona alone makes it almost impossible for him to easily get married.

"What are you mumbling, why are you standing there in a daze?"

Seeing her keep silent, Ling's mom got anxious and urged her. Ling Yiyi came back to herself, organized her words and explained, "Uh, marriage is a big deal, we can't be rash. Plus Lin Xian hasn't reached the legal marriage age yet, let's talk in a few years!"

After saying that, she couldn't help secretly letting out a breath.

Good thing she still had Lin Xian's age as an excuse, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to dodge the question.

Hearing this, Ling's mom was a bit helpless. If it were some other issue, the two elders might be able to fix it with all the connections they've built up over the years. But this age issue, they really have no way around it. And both of them are intellectuals, more inclined to think you're only truly married after getting the marriage certificate,

unlike some rural areas that think holding a banquet already counts as getting married.

That's way too slapdash!

Ling's mom sighed somewhat disappointedly, then instructed, "Right, if Xiao Lin isn't busy these days, bring him home for a meal. Your dad keeps grumbling that there's no one to play chess with him. Okay, when he's free just bring him over for dinner." Ling Yiyi perfunctorily agreed. Eight o'clock in the morning.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a smooth stop at Jin University's main gate.

The students coming and going at the gate just glanced at it and then looked away, going back to whatever they were doing.

Nowadays many people know he's Zhang Mengyao's boyfriend, and since he often drives to Jin University, these students are already used to it.

Getting out of the car, Lin Xian took out his phone and dialed Zhang Mengyao.

Once the call connected, he urged, "Mengyao, are you ready? Xiao Mann's match starts at ten-thirty, if you keep dawdling we won't make it."

What answered him was a moment of silence.

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, a bad premonition rising in his heart. The next second, a crisp voice came over the line: "Grandpa, Grandpa, could you please relay a message for your granddaughter? My health's not too good lately, very unfortunately I can't go to the venue in person to cheer for Princess Yan."

Where's that carefree bravery you promised yesterday?

Didn't you say life is short, why not give it a try?

Lin Xian took a deep breath and curled his lip. "Zhang Mengyao, you're standing me up with that grandpa–granddaughter routine again, aren't you?"

"Nooo," Zhang Mengyao's coquettish voice came from the other end, "I really am not, I'm genuinely not feeling well. Who told you to go at it like a bull the day before yesterday, now it hurts when I walk."

Keep spinning that yarn, go on.

What "not feeling well"—this girl is just chickening out.

Heh, since you're so into that grandpa–granddaughter act, once I get back from Guangdu, if I don't make you meow and call me grandpa, I won't be surnamed Lin!

Thinking that, the corner of Lin Xian's mouth hooked into a cold smile, while he comforted her out loud, "Alright then, since you're not feeling well, just get some good rest."

"Lin Xian, I knew you're the sweetest to me, love you."

On the phone, Zhang Mengyao was all smiles, completely unaware that danger was quietly closing in.

"I'm heading out then." "Mm, go."

Zhang Mengyao nodded, generously saying, "Go spend more time with the princess, don't worry, I absolutely won't get jealous!"

M U A ~

After hanging up, Lin Xian fell into thought. He realized that sometimes women are adorably dumb.

They crave attention like flowers, even the smart ones are like this.

But for Lin Xian, it seems to be all gain and no loss.

Women really are a magical species.

Driving the Rolls-Royce Phantom long-distance is a form of enjoyment, at least it's countless times more comfortable than a sports car like a Ferrari.

With his superb driving skills, Lin Xian only took a short two hours to reach the gate of F University.

Today F University was especially lively; the fact it's the weekend is secondary, the main reason is that the National College Debate Competition is being held at F University.

Several

top-tier universities, after preliminaries, semi-finals, and finals, ultimately will decide a national champion. The national champion will also represent the country to participate in next year's International College Heroes Debate.

If they can achieve good results at the international debate, it's a great thing for any university. For example, back in the day at the International Debate, F University fought eloquently in Lion City and finally took the championship, their momentum unmatched for a time, their fame even overshadowing Tsinghua and Peking, known across the country.

Although the International Debate doesn't get as much attention now as it used to, it still carries a lot of weight in the education world. After parking the car, Lin Xian walked straight into campus. The security guards didn't even look twice, letting him in without worry.

Because of the debate, too many people came to F University today. Besides the participating universities, there were also students from nearby schools coming to watch, as well as reporters, TV stations, and so on. Given Lin Xian's age and his warm, gentle demeanor, no one would associate him with idle riffraff. Far from it—there were even quite a few girls gathered in small groups, stealing glances at him now and then, whispering among themselves.

"Wow, this guy is so handsome!"

"That side profile, I'm in love, I'm in love."

"His vibe is so good, and his skin is super nice."

"Who's going up to ask for his WeChat?"

"Why don't you go?"

"I can't, I start stuttering as soon as I face a handsome guy."

"See, you all hesitated, and now look, he's gone!" For this kind of situation, Lin Xian has long since grown used to it.

Golden Finance is even more outrageous than this—what storms hasn't he already weathered?