“Huh?”
Lin Xiaoli and Lin Yingjun had just picked up their teacups when they froze in shock.
Fang ng, too, stared at them in a daze.
“Hm?”
Fang ng’s mother turned to her husband and asked, “Honey, didn’t this really happen? Or am I rembering wrong?!”
Fang ng’s father suddenly recalled, “No, no, you’re right! Don’t you two rember? Back in college, you two were inseparable, and Fang ng’s mom and I were also dating. The four of us joked that if our kids were born around the sa ti, we’d arrange a childhood engagent for them. Have you seriously forgotten?!”
Lin Xiaoli and Lin Yingjun exchanged wide-eyed glances, mories of their university days flooding back.
At the sa ti, they blurted out, “Oh yeah… that did happen…”
The couple fell silent, but a sense of impending doom lood over them. After all, that engagent had been a joke at the ti.
They never expected that both their children would be conceived within the sa year, be born around the sa ti, and—on top of that—end up as a perfect boy-girl pair.
This had long been forgotten, and they never thought much of it.
But now, recalling it wasn’t the problem—the real issue was that their son, Zhengran, wasn’t like other boys…
Putting aside his childhood friend and that one female classmate—that was already two girls interested in him. And on top of that, his grandfather had recently introduced him to a fiancée. And now, here they were, about to add yet another girl into the mix…
Fang ng’s mother smirked. “Judging by your expressions, I take it you both rember now?” She gestured for her daughter to co over. “ngng, co sit down. Let’s talk about this.”
Fang ng obediently sat down, still stunned that she was involved in sothing like this. “A childhood engagent? I have a childhood engagent?”
Her mother nodded. “Yep! Back then, the four of us were the best of friends, so we made this arrangent. Oh, right, Xiaoli.” She turned to Lin Xiaoli. “What’s your son’s nickna again? And where is he studying now?”
Lin Xiaoli forced a smile, feeling a little awkward. “His nickna is Zhengran. He’s currently studying at First High.”
“Oh, what a coincidence! ngng is also at First High!”
Lin Yingjun was surprised. “Huh? So they’re actually in the sa school?”
Fang ng’s father burst into laughter. “Now that is fate! You must have pictures of your son on your phone, right? Can we see one?”
Lin Yingjun and Lin Xiaoli exchanged glances before chuckling helplessly.
What else could they do at this point but go with the flow?
Zhengran, son… don’t bla us for making things more complicated for you. This is just fate. Besides, Xiaong is really cute—she probably has a lot of admirers too…
Lin Yingjun eventually found a photo from last year’s winter break and handed his phone over. “This was taken last year. Take a look.”
Fang ng’s parents took the phone and were imdiately stunned.
At the sa ti, they exclaid, “He’s this good-looking?!”
Their shock was genuine.
Lin Zhengran had always been exceptionally handso, but with the system’s added charm bonuses, his appearance had only beco more and more striking over the years. Even just from a photo, he exuded an undeniable allure that naturally made people feel drawn to him.
“Your Zhengran inherited all of your best features! He looks so likable.”
Lin Xiaoli felt a surge of pride. “Zhengran is really good-looking. Yingjun and I can’t even compare.”
She then handed the phone to her daughter. “ngng, take a look. This is your Zhengran-ge, your childhood fiancé.”
Fang ng had been skeptical at first.
How good-looking could he really be?
In her opinion, the most handso guy in her class was already Lin Zhengran himself. She doubted anyone could be more attractive—certainly not more than the guy Jiang Qian was obsessed with.
But when she took the phone, she froze.
She even rubbed her eyes, staring at the figure in the snowy landscape, wrapped in a long coat.
This… this guy looked exactly like Lin Zhengran.
Apart from the outfit, it was practically a perfect match.
Wait… wasn’t this just Lin Zhengran?!
Fang ng’s pupils dilated, her slightly parted lips revealing her shock.
So Lin Zhengran is actually my fiancé?!
And the guy Qianqian likes… is technically my boyfriend?!
I’ve been… totally blindsided?!
Her mother called out to her. “ngng, what do you think?”
“Huh?” Fang ng snapped back to reality.
Her mother chuckled. “Why are you spacing out? I asked if you want to et your Zhengran-ge. Since we all live in the sa city, we can visit your Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin’s house soti so you two can et.”
Fang ng stared at the photo.
“This…”
She didn’t know what to say.
After a long pause, under the expectant gazes of the adults, Fang ng finally muttered, “…Alright, I guess we can et.”
Her parents clapped in delight. “Great! So Xiaoli, Yingjun, it’s settled then? Next ti, we’ll visit your ho so the kids can et and beco friends. And while we’re at it, the four of us can have a proper reunion!”
Lin Yingjun smiled helplessly, accepting his fate. “Alright. Just let us know when you’re coming. Now that we’ve reconnected, we should definitely keep in touch. Maybe in the future, we can even take the kids out together in the city.”
anwhile, Fang ng continued staring at the photo of Lin Zhengran.
Since Qianqian still likes him despite him having a girlfriend… I guess I’ll just have to dig deeper and find his weaknesses. The only way to uncover them is to get closer to him…
But… I have to admit, he really is pretty damn handso.
It was the weekend, but ever since starting high school, Lin Zhengran had stopped going ho every week, opting to visit once every two weeks instead.
After all, every ti he went ho, he had to help these girls practice their respective talents.
So weekends at school weren’t much different for him.
Since he’d be accompanying Little He Qing to a competition next week, he decided to use this weekend to sleep in at the dorm. Even though the system’s bonuses kept him from ever feeling fatigued, the occasional lazy day was still one of life’s small pleasures.
To prepare, he headed to the large supermarket outside school to stock up on so ready-to-eat food and instant noodles.
While browsing the shelves, he suddenly bumped into soone—a beautiful woman in high heels, her long, slightly wavy hair cascading down her back. She had been focused on the shelves and hadn’t noticed him.
A pleasant fragrance filled the air.
She turned to look at him, and he looked down at her.
The mont he saw her, Lin Zhengran couldn’t help but think—Why do the girls these days keep getting prettier and prettier?
The woman, dressed in form-fitting jeans, lifted her gaze to examine him. Her oval face, coupled with those gentle yet captivating eyes, exuded elegance. She softly apologized, “Sorry, I was looking at the shelves and didn’t notice you.”
Lin Zhengran smiled. “No worries. I wasn’t paying attention either.”
Neither of them said anything more as they turned back to the shelves, both eyeing the sa brand of instant noodles.
Then, coincidentally, they reached out at the sa ti, their hands landing on the sa cup of noodles.
They froze for a mont, eyes eting.
After a brief pause, they both chuckled and, at the sa ti, withdrew their hands.
“You take it,” they said in unison.
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