Chapter 32: Want to bet?

"... Yinyin."

In a daze, Shu Shu heard a male voice with a slightly cold tone, like jade stones striking each other.

"Yinyin."

He didn't tire of it, repeatedly calling her nickname in a low voice.

Shu Shu slowly opened her eyes, meeting a pair of pitch-black pupils; seeing her finally look at him, the coldness in his eyes softened, and he opened his lips to ask again: "Is it okay?"

"Good... what?"

Shu Shu's thoughts were a bit slow, then she saw him lift a lovely corner of his mouth, saying: "Let's have a daughter, okay? Have a daughter as pretty as Yinyin; I will surely like her and take good care of her."

When he said this, his expression and tone were so gentle it was almost unreal, making people involuntarily immerse themselves in this dreamy deep affection.

The premise is, Shu Shu ignores her wrists and ankles being bound.

"Let me go."

Shu Shu tried to struggle.

The man frowned, visibly becoming unhappy, he lowered his body, his icy thin lips touching her cheek, expressionlessly saying: "Don't."

"Can't let go, Yinyin will run."

He sighed in distress: "If only I could share a body with Yinyin, then wherever I went I'd have Yinyin with me."

Such a pleasant voice, yet it utters such unpleasant words.

"..."

Shu Shu took a breath, suddenly opened her eyes, and saw the familiar bedroom ceiling of Yujingyuan.

After reacting, she realized it was just a dream.

She blinked blankly, muttering: "How did I dream of that person again?"

Is it because she wants to find her daughter?

If the dream were true, her daughter would really be in the Pei Family, beside that person; no matter what, she must get her daughter back.

After morning reading class.

Shu Lingchen again struggled to memorize a classical Chinese passage.

Shu Shu took out the ledger and recorded a reward of 100 for him.

He also had to memorize the annotations; Shu Lingchen wore a pained expression, hurriedly pleading with Shu Shu to increase the reward for reciting.

He anxiously scratched his messy hair: "The 100,000 withdrawal threshold is too high, too hard."

Shu Shu deliberately set it that high; if it were too low, this little simpleton would probably have the money snatched away by Chu Lian and her mother before it even warmed in his hands.

"You think it's too high?"

"Of course."

Shu Shu curled her lips: "I have a method that can get you straight to 100,000, and even directly exceed ten times that threshold; want to hear it?"

"Yes." Shu Lingchen didn't hesitate at all, his eyes bright, but two seconds later he put on a wary face: "Surely it's going to be hard, right?"

"Not hard, very simple."

"What method?"

Shu Shu said: "If you get first place in your grade, I'll give you 1,000,000."

Shu Lingchen: "..."

After a full minute.

Shu Lingchen drooped his eyelids and asked: "Mom, did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

Shu Lingchen said: "My silence is deafening, it rouses the deaf and enlightens the dull."

Shu Shu missed the point, surprised: "Oh, you've learned to use an idiom."

"..." Shu Lingchen stared in shock: "Do you know what you're saying? First place in the grade! Not hard? Simple? It's practically as hard as climbing to heaven! You're just teasing me."

Shu Shu said with a sincere expression: "I'm not."

Shu Lingchen didn't believe it at all, indignantly humping: "If you have the ability, you get first place yourself first."

"Oh?" Shu Shu raised her eyebrows: "If I got it, what then?"

"Want to bet? Let's bet on the monthly exam results from just a couple days ago."

For boys this age, nothing works better than the goading tactic.

Upon hearing that, Shu Lingchen immediately got fired up: "Let's bet, then bet!"

Shu Shu: "Bet on what?"

Shu Lingchen's eyes rolled, and an idea instantly formed: "If you don't get first place, we'll cancel the 100,000 withdrawal threshold."

"Okay." Shu Shu readily agreed, then narrowed her eyes and said: "Likewise, if I get first place, the 100,000 withdrawal threshold doubles to 200,000; how about that?"

"..."

Shu Lingchen froze for a moment, but only half a second, then gritted his teeth and agreed: "Deal!"

Anyway, he's not panicked.

He doesn't think Shu Shu can get first place.

He has no way to know his mother's past academic situation, but he knows San Zhong: San Zhong is a key high school in An Shi, and the top three classes of each grade are the elite of the elite.

Moreover, from time to time, these students represent the school in inter-provincial academic competitions.

During morning exercises, one often sees someone bring back an award and stand on the podium to receive the whole school's gaze, while the old headmaster beside them laughs until his eyes disappear.

Most importantly, the times have changed!

The current teaching content differs from what his mother learned back then by more than just a little bit!

So getting first place, how difficult it is!

Thinking of this, Shu Lingchen got a bit excited—his 10w withdrawal threshold is about to disappear!

Not long after.

When the bell for the first period rang, it was the class teacher's lesson.

When the monthly exam results came out, they were usually announced personally and uniformly by the class teacher.

Shu Lingchen looked as if victory was already in his grasp, shaking his crossed legs in his seat.

Footsteps sounded from outside the classroom; the class teacher in black-rimmed glasses walked in humming a tune, his steps light, a smile on his face.

The students in the class were somewhat surprised.

They couldn't remember how long it had been since they last saw Old Ban's face light up with such a bright, sunny expression.

Since becoming their class teacher, Old Ban had exuded a dark resentment all over; his catchphrase was always: "What sin did you commit to end up with this bunch of little hell kings!"

Now he looks utterly joyful and exuberant.

"Lao Liu, did you pick up money on your way to work?" a bold student teased.

The class teacher clicked his tongue, glared at that student: "You little brat, no respect!"

It seems there really is something happy.

Old Liu merely gave that male student a light reprimand; normally he'd have sent him to stand punishment in the back for half an hour.

"Um, classmates." He cleared his throat, his tone unusually excited: "The monthly exam results are out."

"I never expected it, truly never expected that one day the top rank in the grade would actually come from our Class (12)."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole class erupted.

What did Old Liu say?

Grade first?! Their class?!!!

Shu Lingchen's leg-shaking pose froze.

Someone reacted immediately, muttering: "My goodness, which guy just used high tech for a lousy monthly exam? Really?"

Old Liu pushed up his glasses: "To be precise, our Class (12) was favored by the luck god, receiving a treasure student—"

Shu Lingchen instantly turned his head to look at Shu Shu.

His gaze turned fearful.

No, will, maybe...

But Old Liu said, "We've received a treasure student."

During this time, only his mother was a new student.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

Shu Lingchen then heard Old Liu announce with a smile: "That's right, this month's exam top rank goes to our class's—Shu Shu."