Zhao Louqin V: It’s almost our son’s sixteenth birthday. Does anyone have any suggestions for a birthday gift?

[No Medicine Today]: How about a sports car? Real men love cars.

1L: Nonsense, he can’t even get a driver’s license at sixteen, what’s the point of buying a car? Girls, a bunch of girls, with slim waists and long legs are the best gift. For example, me o（≧v≦）o.

2L: Anyone trying to steal my husband, get lost ╰_╯.

3L: Get lost, that’s my husband, okay?

4L: Envy and jealousy. Blanket, are you still looking for a son?

…

[Blanket520]: A house, a house is the best gift.

[Blanket1314]: I think a romantic dinner with the family would be great. For a sixteen-year-old, you could check what he likes—novels, anime figures, or a phone… anything!

[Zhao Louqin V]: Hmm? That sounds reasonable. I’ll look into it.

[Blanket1314]: Ahhhhh, Blanket replied to me!!! Ahhhhhh, I’m so happy I’m about to faint. Blanket, I love you! I’ll be a loyal Blanket.

1L: That’s love. So envious〒_〒.

2L: This is what they call sheer luck. Your whole life, Lord, you might as well buy a lottery ticket. You’re bound to win big.

3L: Why do I suddenly have a torch in my hand?

4L: I also have a knife, fork, and cumin in my hand ╮（╯▽╰）╭…

5L: I only have a bicycle, how pitiful.

[Life]: Look at my ID.

[Pig^（oo）^]: Is it a birthday? It’s been so many years all of a sudden.

[Can’t Remember Well]: Wait, did I just see that right? Sixteen ╰_╯. I think I’ve discovered something significant. By the way, Blanket, have you been married to the Sunshine CEO for sixteen years?

1L: Creepy when you think about it… I just realized…

2L: The math teacher must be dead by now…

3L: Damn, what did I just see_

4L: Something’s off. Could it be that Blanket had a child before getting married?

5L: The child’s origin is a mystery. Is this the fourteen-year marriage, sixteen-year-old child series?

220L: Why can’t someone get pregnant before marriage? Maybe having a child was the reason they got married.

221L: The above comment is high-level trolling. Getting pregnant before marriage? At that time, Blanket would have been around twenty, and the CEO just eighteen. They wouldn’t have been able to adopt or qualify for surrogacy at that age.

222L: I think it’s probably an issue with the marriage age. So they had to wait until the child was two before they could marry.

…The topic caused a lot of stir on Weibo, and the sixteen-year-old child even made it to the trending searches.

Feeling that he had inadvertently revealed something, Zhao Louqin decided to play dead. It wasn’t until after he had been scolded harshly by his manager that he reluctantly decided to use the excuse of marriage age to cover up the situation.

Although people had known that Zhao Louqin and Zheng Yixu had a child, the child’s age and whether they were biological had always been a secret. Now, Zhao Louqin had let slip quite a bit of information in his moment of pride.

After all, Zhao Jiusi’s background is indeed suspicious. Zheng Yixu, having lost his memory, hadn’t asked, so Zhao Louqin hadn’t said anything.

On reflection, is this right?

Some things are better left unexamined.

But Zhao Louqin couldn’t stop himself at this moment. He knew he had to think this through.

He was well aware of who Zheng Yixu was. If Zheng Yixu had doubts, he would definitely try to clarify them. If Zheng Yixu didn’t clarify but instead buried it in his heart, it would mean either he didn’t trust Zhao Louqin to reveal the truth, or he simply didn’t care about these details.

There was also the possibility that Zheng Yixu hadn’t considered this at all.

Although the latter possibility seemed unlikely, Zhao Louqin, who understood Zheng Yixu well, thought it was more likely that Zheng Yixu hadn’t noticed this issue. After all, Zheng Yixu was always meticulous about major matters but careless about minor ones.

Moreover, they’ve been intimate and slept together (?), so there shouldn’t be any issues. If Zheng Yixu hadn’t noticed this before, and Zhao Louqin went and foolishly pointed it out, that would be like deliberately seeking trouble!

But since the Weibo post is out there, Zheng Yixu will eventually find out…

_（：з」∠）_

If you don’t court disaster, you won’t meet misfortune.

Zhao Louqin now wished he could travel back an hour and strangle his past self who posted on Weibo.

In the end, after much contemplation, Zhao Louqin posted a statement on Weibo, saying that the child had always been his and Zheng Yixu’s, but they hadn’t registered their marriage at that time. As for other details, they were personal privacy and not convenient to disclose.

Although it wasn’t entirely clear, it served as an explanation.

There will always be some haters, and even if there are no real issues, they can still create some. This small matter isn’t really significant, right? Ah, ahahaha.

Zhao Louqin forced a smile, rolling on the bed, clutching his blanket, and biting its edge, finding solace in this way.

As for Zheng Yixu, he saw Zhao Louqin’s Weibo post right away.

However, he didn’t say anything or have much to say. He just silently liked the post.

Zhao Jiusi is undoubtedly related by blood to Zhao Louqin, but not necessarily to the original person.

But that doesn’t matter. Even if there is a connection to the original person, it doesn’t really concern him. However, do you think this will stop Zheng Yixu from being determined to adopt a handsome young man as his son?

That’s truly naïve.

As for the child’s father… he’s just someone who will compete with him for the handsome young man.

In the end, they will be getting a divorce.

Zheng Yixu hummed a tune as he continued dialing a phone number, discussing details with the person making the puppet.

“It is absolutely necessary to win over the handsome young man in one go!

At night, Zheng Yixu, Zhao Louqin, and Zhao Jiusi, who had just returned from evening self-study, gathered around the table to start discussing the banquet arrangements.

In fact, many of the specific matters were being handled by Zhao Jiusi’s uncle, Zhao Louxing. What the three of them were discussing was mainly about what clothes to wear, what to say, and whom to invite.

As for Gu Yanqiu’s friends, it was certain that Zhao Louqin would be responsible for sending out the invitations.

The business-related people would be handled by Zhao Louxing.

The remaining question was whether Zhao Jiusi had any little girlfriends or someone like that, who needed to be invited?”

When the topic of little girlfriends was mentioned, Zheng Yixu and Zhao Louqin instinctively turned their gazes toward Zhao Jiusi, their eyes sparkling with gossip.

Zhao Jiusi felt a wave of frustration, “I don’t have any little girlfriends to invite. I won’t get into a relationship early.”

Zhao Louqin, who had experienced young love, felt as though an arrow had hit his knee.

Although he hadn’t dated early, Zheng Yixu, who had supposedly been in a relationship before reaching adulthood (considering that he had a child at eighteen, even if not biologically his, it must have been young love), felt his knee hurt a little too.

“Hasn’t any girl confessed to you? That can’t be right,” Zhao Louqin said, genuinely concerned. He wasn’t a traditional Chinese parent; he was quite tolerant when it came to young love. As long as it didn’t lead to serious consequences, as long as the necessary responsibilities were taken, he was fine with it.

Zheng Yixu was thinking more deeply about the situation.

In this world, same-sex marriage is legal. Although not very common, it’s not particularly rare either. Especially for someone like Zhao Jiusi, who was raised in a same-sex family, it might be easier for him to “figure things out” in that regard.

Zheng Yixu was already contemplating whether he should take a knife to the other person or just set them on fire.

Even though he himself was married to Zhao Louqin, it didn’t mean he was happy about the idea of Zhao Jiusi marrying a boy too.

A girl, after all, would be part of the family once married.

But if it were a boy, after marriage, there was no guarantee the child would still be part of the family.

Look at him—didn’t he end up living with Zhao Louqin?

And when it comes to fighting, would Zhao Jiusi’s small frame even stand a chance?

Thinking about it, the handsome boy is already sixteen. Even if I manage to get a divorce, there wouldn’t be many years left to spend with him. Eventually, he will have to leave his dad and go on his own. QAQ.

Growing up really is a painful process… Why can’t he just stay young forever and be a good little kid at home?

“How about boys? Have any boys confessed to you?” The more Zheng Yixu thought about it, the more distressed he felt. He shook his head, trying to dispel the wild thoughts in his mind.

“They have, but I turned them down,” Zhao Jiusi replied calmly. “I’m not interested in romance—I’d rather memorize a passage from a textbook.”

This is exactly the difference between a true top student and a struggling one.

Zheng Yixu sighed silently, and all those little worries in his heart instantly drifted away.

Such awareness is beyond what we can achieve.

Although Zheng Yixu wanted to say that this is the only time when girls will like you just for your looks and grades, he thought about it and realized that even when Zhao Jiusi goes to college or starts working, girls will still like him for his looks.

Regretting not having a relationship early is something only people who can’t find a boyfriend or girlfriend when they grow up would say.

For example… him…

\[Note: This also explains why Zheng Yixu, after being reborn, was so determined to cultivate a childhood sweetheart relationship and successfully had an early romance.\]

“How about your close friends? Anyone you’d like to invite?” Zhao Louqin also visibly relaxed. Although he had said he was open to the idea of dating, who knows what he was really thinking inside?

“No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll celebrate with them in advance,” Zhao Jiusi thought for a moment, then shook his head. “When I graduate from high school, I’ll invite them to the banquet then.” For now, he just wanted to finish high school without adding any labels to himself.

“Oh, by the way, can I change my wig for my birthday?” Zhao Jiusi asked.

“Sure, you can. Just change it back after you graduate,” Zhao Louqin nodded, knowing he had the authority to grant that request.

Although there wouldn’t be any reporters at the banquet, there’s no guarantee that there wouldn’t be parents of students from Yixu’s school in attendance.

Zhao Louxing’s main purpose was simply to use this opportunity to introduce Zhao Jiusi, but he didn’t plan to stay at the banquet for long. All that was needed was for Zhao Jiusi to stand on stage, say a few words, and let people know he existed.

The real social activities would have to wait until Zhao Jiusi turned eighteen.

As long as he wears a wig to cover his striking golden hair, switches his glasses for black-colored contact lenses, and applies a bit of makeup, the chances of being recognized would be much lower. And even if someone did recognize him, he could just flatly deny it.

It’s clear that Zhao Louqin had a deep understanding and expertise in these matters.