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Chapter 296 The Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother Little Lemon (Part 2)
However, the truth cannot be hidden forever.

Little Pear Blossom was the first to notice something was wrong.

During a PE class, when they were kissing again under the tree, her little piece of clothing was surprisingly dry, about 70% or even 80% dry.

The quantity is much different from the last time.

This is enough to show that her boyfriend wasn't kissing her with much care.

"Guan Ren..."

"what happened?"

"..."

Gu Youli had doubts, but she didn't ask directly.

As Guan Ren's childhood sweetheart, Luo Xiaobei actually noticed it more clearly.

She had the same doubts.

But after asking Pighead, Pighead just smiled and said it was nothing, just that studying in the senior year of high school was a bit tiring.

"Tch...really?"

"Would I lie to you?"

Guan Ren shrugged.

He swore he would never lie to Qingmei.

Studying in the final year of high school is indeed tiring, which is part of the reason for his recent low mood.

Guan Ren will not discuss the part about "The Supreme Confucianism and Taoism".

Keeping it a secret while writing a book is secondary.

He really didn't want the girls around him to see him and his fellow book lovers getting into online arguments with so many people; it was all pure negative energy.

Including her fellow fangirl, 【不吃香菜丶才怪】, when Guan Ren discovered that she had also joined the battle and was arguing for herself in the comments section and other places, Guan Ren directly messaged her to not care and to focus on writing her own book.

[I don't like cilantro? No way! But sister! It's really disgusting!]

[Newbie2012: So, little sister, let's just ignore them, otherwise we'll just get ourselves into trouble.]

[Not eating cilantro? No way! Sister! I already told you I'm a boy!]

【Newbie2012: Let's go with the younger brother then】

……

Although the other party still denied it, Guan Ren believed in his judgment and was certain that the girl was a girl.

On the contrary, the other person actually believed it when she casually said she was a woman, even though she had clearly been joking.

Regardless, seeing her angrily defending herself in the comments section, wanting to swear but only managing to utter words like "disgusting" and "stupid pig," Guan Ren found it somewhat amusing, and his mood did indeed ease a bit.

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After three days, as [Cat Tooth] said, public opinion was brought under control to a certain extent.

Qidian even protectively lowered the rankings of "Confucianism and Taoism Supreme" on various lists.

Guan Ren has also adjusted his mindset.

Actually, it's him. Objectively speaking, the pressure from this wave of public opinion would be too much for many veteran authors to handle.

As a new author, Guan Ren was fortunate to have some experience in dealing with stress from his previous work experience, so he was able to adjust his mindset relatively quickly.

But despite the adjustments, Guan Ren's mood only calmed down afterward; he wasn't particularly positive.

So eventually, Guan Qiaoyun also noticed that her son might have something on his mind lately.

"Guan Ren, what have you been up to lately..."

"Ugh, I have so much homework lately! It's so annoying!"

"..."

For Guan Ren, the pressure of senior year was a relief; he could be moved wherever needed, making him incredibly useful.

Guan Qiaoyun pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and then picked up her bag:
"Son, let's go out for lunch."

"Uh…"

Guan Ren appreciated his mother's kindness.

If it's academic pressure, a big meal can indeed be quite effective.

Unfortunately, that is not the case.

"Sister Qiaoyun, I'll go out and find something to eat by myself at noon."

"Hmm...okay then."

Watching Guan Ren's departing figure, Guan Qiaoyun couldn't help but feel worried.

It's only the first semester and it's already like this.

He'll definitely be under even more pressure next semester.

As his mother, how am I supposed to help him resolve this situation then...?

……

After Guan Ren left, he did not go looking for food.

Instead, it was midday, and he was wearing headphones, listening to music, and wandering around aimlessly by himself.

Before he knew it, he had wandered to Meteor Road.

When I passed by [Ping An Fresh Braised Food], for the first time ever, I didn't even glance inside, and just walked right past it.

Instead, a very pleasant voice called out to him.

"Guan Ren—!"

"?"

Guan Ren turned around and saw Little Lemon Goddess wearing an apron at the shop entrance, covering her mouth while waving shyly with a blush on her face.

She was clearly worried that the neighbors might hear her calling the boy's name like that.

"An Ning."

Guan Ren took off his headphones and was puzzled to find that An Shui Rou was nowhere to be seen, even though it was midday: "Where's your mother?"

"She went out to run errands and won't be back until this afternoon. Guan Ren, are you... here to buy something?"

"No, I'm taking a walk."

"walk?"

An Ning wiped her little hands on her apron:
"You've already had lunch?"

"Oh, no..."

Guan Ren waved his hand:
"I don't really want to eat."

An Ning paused for a moment, blinked thoughtfully, but didn't ask anything in the end, only giving a soft "oh".

Would you like to come in and have a glass of water?

Guan Ren initially wanted to refuse, but seeing An Guoguo holding Tuan Tuan at the door, looking expectantly into his pocket, he nodded in the end.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me, okay? Don't you always say that good friends don't need to say thank you?"

"Eh…?"

Guan Ren raised his eyelids in surprise, somewhat taken aback that these words came from Xiao Ningmeng's mouth.

Little Lemon herself seemed equally uncomfortable saying such things, so her little face turned shy when Guan Ren looked at her, and she gave a bashful smile.

"I'm already a senior in high school, time flies."

"Um…"

The two started chatting.

How's your English now?

"Sure, you got 110 on the last monthly exam."

What about Chinese language?

"Hmm...not too high, not even 100."

"That's it..."

Guan Ren then proceeded to ask about the scores in each subject and eventually the total score.

Someone who didn't know better would think he was a relative visiting during the Lunar New Year, or a teacher from somewhere.

When Guan Ren realized that he was making small talk because he was distracted, he suddenly noticed that Xiao Ningmeng hadn't shown any impatience at all and had answered every question of his seriously and gently.

Even when she blushed from time to time, she was still so earnest.

There was not a trace of affectation or perfunctoriness.

So, faced with this little lemon, Guan Ren, for some reason, inexplicably, slowly opened his mouth after taking a sip of water:

"Actually, I've been feeling quite annoyed lately."

"Um…"

Little Lemon gave a soft "hmm" and added water to his glass.
"About studying?"

"No."

"Oh…"

She nodded.

Guan Ren looked up at her obedient and gentle appearance:
"I did it because...uh...because of some..."

"it does not matter."

Little Lemon quickly waved her hand:

"We can talk about it whenever you want, anytime is fine."

After she finished speaking, she went to fill the kettle.

Guan Ren is actually quite strange.

Because he only drank two cups of water in total.

An Ning refilled the kettle several times.

Then, when An Ning returned this time, Guan Ren sniffed and smelled an enticing aroma. He looked at An Ning in surprise, only to see her holding her apron with her two small hands, looking somewhat flustered.

“I was making pork rib stew for Guoguo for lunch, but you said you hadn’t eaten yet, so I… added some winter melon and seaweed, and made a little extra… Shall we eat together?”

"..."

At this moment, Guan Ren couldn't help but be a little stunned.

He suddenly realized that he really wanted to use the term "virtuous wife and loving mother" to describe a young girl.

She suddenly realized that Little Lemon might have already noticed that she was troubled.

She didn't rush to ask any questions, but simply listened quietly as he poured out his heart.

Even if it's something unrelated or someone is inattentive, she listens attentively.

Once she realized that she was indeed reluctant to confide in anyone, she silently chose another simple and clumsy way to comfort herself.

……

About fifteen minutes later.

A pot of stewed pork ribs and stir-fried bok choy were placed on the small dining table.

The bowls and chopsticks clattered crisply, and the food smelled delicious.

The little girl would occasionally babble and make a fuss.

There were also adorable girls with oval faces who would occasionally blush and put a piece of pork rib into Guan Ren's bowl.

As Guan Ren chatted with her about school matters, he suddenly felt that the weariness and irritability he had been feeling lately had melted away after a bowl of pork rib soup.

A wonderful feeling of "with such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?" seemed to gradually heal Guan Ren's heart.

(End of this chapter)