Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 949: High Earnings, Early Death

Su Yaoyi panicked upon hearing Yangyang’s words.

She quickly snatched up the little rascal and brought him back, frowning as she looked at him.

Hmm...

He’s becoming more and more like that Fu guy, with the same irritating personality.

Yangyang turned his head to look at her, smiling happily, which made Su Yaoyi pinch his cheek and warn, "Don’t tell Grandma!"

"Why? Grandma said we have to report everything to her!"

"No rush." Su Wanxin calmly glanced at Su Yaoyi’s anxious appearance, smiled, and said, "Even if you don’t say anything, Grandma will find out soon enough."

Since Su Yaoyi nodded and accepted Lu Ci’s proposal, the Lu Family will soon start preparing for the engagement party.

And once the engagement party is over, the wedding won’t be far off.

Honestly, compared to Fu Shihan’s reckless ways, Lu Ci’s gentle approach is much more suitable for Su Yaoyi.

Su Wanxin saw through Lu Ci’s tactics but didn’t reveal them in front of Su Yaoyi, only reminding her that it’s impossible to keep this from the family.

Su Yaoyi thought about it and realized she was right, so she held Yangyang tightly and murmured dejectedly, "Dad will probably fly over."

Rather than being questioned by phone calls, it’s better to be proactive and confess.

So after dinner, Su Yaoyi ran into her room to call Qi Ran.

Su Wanxin returned to the study to work, with Yangyang closely following her. After finishing his homework, he read there.

He didn’t make a fuss; only occasionally when he didn’t understand something, he would softly call, "Mom," and ask what something meant, so well-behaved that Su Wanxin often wanted to hug him and give him a kiss.

When Fu Shihan came back, Su Wanxin was holding Yangyang and teasing him.

Fu Shihan pushed open the door to see his son clingily cuddling up to his wife’s neck, acting all charming, which was nothing like him.

Fu Shihan cleared his throat, and Yangyang automatically withdrew from Su Wanxin’s arms, sat back at his place properly, and then looked at him.

"Dad, I got first place in the competition today."

A glimmer of amusement flashed in Fu Shihan’s eyes, seeing his obedient demeanor with a desire to be praised.

Su Wanxin hadn’t heard him mention this at all and curiously asked, "What competition?"

"Programming!"

"..."

Kids these days really don’t have it easy.

Su Wanxin had previously heard Chen Lei and company colleagues discuss children’s issues, wondering why extracurricular activities now have such high standards.

Piano and dance and such are no longer enough to meet parents’ requirements.

Ads for children’s programming and artificial intelligence are everywhere on the streets.

Su Wanxin didn’t quite understand why these things, which are troublesome for university students, should be inflicted on children.

And isn’t there a shortage of programmers in the country? Why start cultivating this skill at such a young age...

Concerned, Su Wanxin looked at the top of her son’s head, recalling a saying circulating among programmers—

Earn a lot, die young.

She couldn’t help but suggest to Fu Shihan, "This dangerous skill... maybe he shouldn’t study it."

"He wanted to learn it himself, it has nothing to do with me."

Fu Shihan seemed to see through what she was thinking and quickly distanced himself.

"After going to the company twice, he came back insisting on learning."

Hearing this, Su Wanxin looked at her son in astonishment.

This diligence and eagerness to learn really doesn’t resemble her at all...

Back then, she was forced to learn by Fu Shihan.