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As expected, preparing for a rainy day is the truth.
Zheng Yixu couldn’t help but applaud his own foresight.
Why did he have a surveillance monitor in his hand? This story starts from an event that happened half a month ago.
This was only the second day since Zheng Yixu moved into this legendary villa.
In his previous life, with house prices rising continuously, it was difficult even to own a house over 100 square meters, let alone a villa.
When Zheng Yixu first saw this villa, his sense of justice wavered QAQ.
Fortunately, he still held on to his conscience in the end and wasn’t corrupted by money…
Ahem, I digress.
Anyway, whether you believe it or not, Zheng Yixu would never believe that such a big pie could fall from the sky into his lap.
Although her nominal husband and child were normal humans (probably?), there was no need to worry about mysteriously disappearing or encountering anything unscientific. However, she couldn’t afford to be complacent.
With the mindset of “I can’t be this lucky,” Zheng Yixu set her sights on the fifteen-year-old, fair-skinned Zhao Jiusi.
“Dad, you should come in,” Zhao Jiusi said helplessly, opening the door and looking at Zheng Yixu, who was pacing back and forth in front of it.
“Ahahaha, you’re still up so late,” Zheng Yixu laughed, scratching his head. Although he felt that Zhao Jiusi was relatively easy to talk to, it shouldn’t be too difficult to fool a fifteen-year-old boy, right?
However, deceiving a handsome young boy still posed quite a psychological burden for Zheng Yixu.
“It’s only nine o’clock,” Zhao Jiusi said, slightly lifting his chin and revealing a modest smile. “I’m preparing for tomorrow’s lessons.”
“Oh, oh, that’s impressive!” Zheng Yixu generously praised him.
A handsome young boy wanting praise but not wanting to make it too obvious was truly adorable. Zheng Yixu had gone through this stage as well. After all, he wasn’t thirty-two but twenty-three, having only graduated a year or two ago.
Zhao Jiusi pursed his lips, “Dad, what are you still standing there for? Come in.
”Step, step, enter the room!
These four words suddenly popped into Zheng Yixu’s mind.
Feeling a bit excited, he chuckled to himself.
Zhao Jiusi’s room was very tidy. Right by the door was a huge bookshelf, densely packed with… a bunch of stuffed animals?!
Huh?!
Stuffed animals!
Shouldn’t it be all sorts of highbrow books like finance or philosophy? That would fit the setting of a scholarly handsome young man, right?
“What on earth is this group of stuffed animals?”
“Dad, don’t you remember? You forced these on me,” Zhao Jiusi’s eyes flickered with a hint of panic as he quickly explained, “You threw away my books, saying I lacked childishness, bought me a bunch of stuffed animals, and wouldn’t let me throw them away!”
He spoke with a sense of righteous indignation.
“If the pillow on your bed wasn’t shaped like a cat, it would be even better for the handsome young man, right?”
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