Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

Lin Chuanqiong was taken aback by Song Zhi's words.

"So what?" Lin Chuanqiong crossed his legs. "Always being number one doesn't mean anything, and it doesn't show whether he's improved or not. Look at my daughter, she improves every single time. What does that prove?"

Song Zhi clicked his tongue in amazement, unable to understand how someone could be so shameless. "What does that prove?"

"That shows my daughter's mind is entirely on her studies; she doesn't have time to think about anything else." Lin Chuanqiong took out a handkerchief from the top pocket of his suit, pretended to wipe his fingertips, and said in a serious tone, "Kids this age are just beginning to experience romantic feelings; it's hard for them not to like someone."

Song Zhi: "And then?"

"And then my daughter's grades improved so quickly, it's obvious she wasn't even thinking about anything else," Lin Chuanqiong said smugly. "Your son always gets first place, you have no idea where his potential is. If he had a girl he liked, or was in a relationship, would you be able to tell?"

Song Zhi was stumped by his question.

Perhaps he had never thought of this before.

After all, his son was truly an angel son. He didn't need to worry about anything, was good at studying, had good manners, loved cleanliness, and didn't have any bad habits or vices.

Sometimes, when Song Zhi wanted to go up to him to show his fatherly love and care for his son, Xu Jingwang would find him annoying instead.

So for all these years, Song Zhi has only had one way to raise his son: to shower him with money.

"I can't be..." he said uncertainly. "My son is usually very well-behaved; he shouldn't be dating so early..."

"Didn't you go to school before? Don't you know what contrast is? The more obedient someone seems on the surface, the more terrifying the things they do behind the scenes."

Lin Chuanqiong shook his head. "Top of the grade, and so handsome too, isn't he the most sought-after guy in school? You should know how many people like him..."

Song Zhi, who had been lazily leaning back on the sofa, sat up straighter and straighter after being told that, and has been sitting very formally lately.

His expression turned serious. "Now that you mention it, I'm starting to panic a bit, but he should know what he's doing. Even if he's in a relationship, it won't affect his grades, and he certainly won't do anything that's inappropriate for his age."

"What kind of father are you?" Lin Chuanqiong glanced at him with disdain, as if he looked down on him. "You don't care now, but when something really happens, it will be too late to regret it."

"I used to think you were all talk and no action, but now I'm surprised I think you're actually somewhat useful."

Song Zhi murmured, then humbly asked for advice, "What should I do now?"

"It's easy."

Lin Chuanqiong snapped his fingers. "Now, carefully find out if he's been spending a lot of time with any girls, and observe if he goes out on weekends. If he does, find out who he went out with."

"That makes sense, that makes sense."

Song Zhi nodded repeatedly.

It was rare to see Song Zhi so compliant, and Lin Chuanqiong couldn't hide his smugness. He picked up a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and looked quite relaxed.

Until Song Zhi frowned, turned his head to the side, and said, "Something's not right."

"What's wrong?" Lin Chuanqiong asked casually.

"My son usually plays with your daughter, right? They go to and from school together every day, they're as close as brothers," Song Zhi said worriedly.

"Cough cough cough."

Lin Chuanqiong didn't even jump out; he spat out a mouthful of tea, choked, and coughed until his whole face turned red.

Song Zhi disliked him and was too lazy to even hand him a tissue.

Once he had recovered, Song Zhi asked, with a complicated expression, "Did you eat shit?"

"I'll eat your grandpa's food."

Lin Chuanqiong cursed under his breath.

He clutched his heart. "Well, you've reminded me, your son and my daughter are indeed too close. How about this, you go back and tell your son to spend more time with men and less time with my daughter in the future."

"Why should I?"

Song Zhi clicked his tongue. "You think you can fool me? You don't want to offend your daughter, but I do? You think I want to offend my son?"

"Are you an idiot?"

Lin Chuanqiong was about to be driven mad by him. "Your son is a man, and you are a man too. You don't need to hold back when you talk to him. It's definitely not as convenient for me to talk to my daughter as it is for the two of you."

"...Alright then." Song Zhi hesitated before agreeing.

-

After finishing my social engagements, I returned home.

Song Zhi changed his shoes, picked up Xu Pan and cuddled her for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Where's our son?"

"They've gone out."

Xu Pan slapped him away.

Recalling Lin Chuanqiong's words, Song Zhi's expression grew even more serious. "Where did they go?"

"I didn't ask," Xu Pan said. "She probably went out with Wuwu and the others."

"Why didn't you ask?" Song Zhi hissed.

"Why would I ask that?" Xu Pan rolled her eyes at him disdainfully. "Why are you acting so strange today?"

"I'm just concerned about our son, aren't I?" Song Zhi shamelessly put his arm around her shoulder again.

"Come on, I've never seen you care before," Xu Pan said. "Just tell the truth."

"Tell me something," Song Zhi said softly. "Our son is all grown up now, and he's at the age where he should be dating. He's always with that Lin family's daughter, what if..."