Chapter 7 – This bratty kid is so stupid that she fainted.
Words spoken are like spilled water, cannot be taken back. Xie Heng already said thank you, and he didn’t want to appear insincere. It was just some fried chicken, he was just returning the favor.
He handed it over with a proud expression: “Here, now I owe you nothing. Get ready to pack up and leave tomorrow.”
“Okay, Xiao Heng, good night.”
Lu Xi showed a faint smile, lifted the bag of fried chicken, and headed upstairs.
Xiao… Heng?
The corner of Xie Heng’s mouth twitched with speechlessness at being addressed this way.
This woman is really audacious, eating his fried chicken as if they were close. Even his father usually only calls him Xie Heng.
However, her attempts at getting close to him were futile. He wouldn’t soften his heart tomorrow.
Xie Heng glanced at the faint light leaking from the study door crack, where Xie Yizhao was working inside. It was almost eleven now. Even at home, his Dad only knew work. Was his Dad leaving that Lu Xi alone in the room?
He frowned. He really couldn’t understand his Dad.
What exactly was Xie Yizhao planning to do? He wanted others to call that woman Madam; had they registered? When? Why wasn’t there even a wedding?
It’s this late, and he’s still working, leaving someone to guard an empty room. Xie Heng couldn’t see how much Xie Yizhao loved her.
Sure enough, this was just a story of a substitute and a scumbag.
Unlike that novel, where the male lead found a substitute to provoke the white moonlight, what was his father doing?
Was his father just finding someone like his own Mom to manage him?
But he wondered if Lu Xi herself knows if she’s just a substitute…
Xie Heng was halfway through his barbecue when he suddenly felt she seemed a bit pitiful. His Dad was such a successful businessman, though quite crafty; perhaps she didn’t even know she was just a tool.
He hadn’t lied just now; he really didn’t dislike her.
Actually, as long as she behaved in the future and didn’t meddle in his affairs, he wouldn’t necessarily kick her out…
As for the complex inner workings of her foolish son, Lu Xi had no idea. She happily carried the fried chicken back to her room, watched an entertaining variety show, and in one hour, she single-handedly polished off enough fried chicken for two people.
In the early morning, Xie Yizhao pushed open the door, and the scent of fried chicken greeted him; the trash bag was filled with many chicken bones.
Lu Xi glanced at him, her eyes sparkling, holding a chicken wing in her hand: “Want some?”
Xie Yizhao pursed his lips, shook his head. “Did you order takeout?”
He was somewhat surprised; Lu Xi used to have a small appetite, mainly eating meat and vegetables daily, rarely touching carbs, and never eating snacks. Now she was eating fried chicken in the middle of the night.
According to the housekeeper, her appetite had been good these days.
It seemed she had indeed changed a lot over the years, aside from her appearance.
Lu Xi : “I robbed Xiao Heng.”
Xie Yizhao : ?
He picked up his change of clothes, prepared to enter the bathroom for a shower, and glanced back at Lu Xi. “It’s late; don’t eat too much. Be careful of indigestion.”
Lu Xi nodded absently. “Got it. I’ll indulge just this once.”
She used to care too much about her figure. Now she had opened up; being happy was the most important thing. It was okay to indulge occasionally; there was no need to be too strict with herself.
When Xie Yizhao finished his shower and came out, Lu Xi was already asleep, leaving a small night light for him.
This lamp is shaped like a small globe, which Lu Xi bought herself when they got married. It’s of good quality and has only broken once over the years, which Xie Yizhao had repaired. It has always been placed in the room, although he himself rarely uses it.
The bed is nearly three meters wide. Lu Xi, petite in stature, occupies only one side, leaving a large empty space. Xie Yizhao walked over, intending to turn off the bedside lamp, but after some thought, he decided against it and quietly climbed into bed.
That night, Lu Xi slept deeply as usual, unfazed by the presence of another person in the bed. In contrast, Xie Yizhao found himself somewhat sleepless.
It had been a long time since he had shared a bed with anyone.
So long that he had thought Lu Xi would never return.
The next day, Lu Xi woke up close to ten o’clock, by which time Xie Yizhao had already gone to work.
According to the housekeeper, Xie Yizhao gets up at seven every morning, goes for a jog in the villa area, comes back for a shower, and then heads to the company. Lu Xi truly admired his self-discipline.
She went downstairs and unexpectedly saw Xie Heng at the dining table.
He was eating a bowl of beef noodles, the restaurant filled with a fresh and spicy aroma. The bowl was filled with chunks of beef, looking very substantial.
At his age, still growing, Xie Heng had a big appetite. The housekeeper, unaware that he had ordered a midnight snack last night, felt sorry for him not having eaten all day and had the kitchen prepare an extra-large portion of beef noodles for him.
Lu Xi sat down opposite Xie Heng, looking tired, stifled a yawn behind her hand, and said, “Good morning, Xiao Heng.”
Xie Heng ignored her.
“Is it delicious?”
“…” Memories of an unpleasant incident surfaced in Xie Heng’s mind. He glanced at her warily and instinctively raised his left hand to shield the bowl. “Whether it’s delicious or not, I won’t share it with you.”
Lu Xi frowned slightly. He was really petty about her eating his fried chicken last night.
She asked, “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t eat at the same table with me?”
Because of her appearance, Xie Heng ate faster, though still with good manners. He replied coldly, “You don’t need to worry about it. This is my home.”
Lu Xi couldn’t be bothered to argue with a child. She ordered a similar bowl of beef noodles, but much smaller in portion. Her appetite was not great in the morning, especially after eating too much last night.
Along with the noodles, the housekeeper brought two sets of documents.
“Madam, this is the test report delivered this morning,” the housekeeper, now accustomed to the title, continued, “and this one is prepared by Master for you.”
Lu Xi blinked and directly ignored the test report, reaching for the other one, which piqued her curiosity more.
The housekeeper hesitated : …He knew in her heart that Lu Xi couldn’t possibly be Xie Heng’s mother, but she really wouldn’t look at it?
Xie Heng sneered. Was she afraid to look? That’s okay, he would help her.
He took it over, lounging back in his chair with an air of a pampered Young Master, his legs crossed. With a smirk, he opened the document, the first page of which was the paternity test report between him and Lu Xi.
He chuckled, tossing the document in front of Lu Xi, youthful arrogance evident. “Take a look for yourself. If you want to be my Mom in the next life, go ahead.”
Lu Xi was still eating and was momentarily puzzled. Could it be that her genes really mutated? That shouldn’t be the case, or it could be troublesome.
Xie Heng, former captain of the school basketball team with impeccable accuracy, happened to throw it to the left of Lu Xi, barely missing her bowl.
She glanced down and quickly scanned over it.
[Analysis : …The probability of a parent-child relationship between the two is calculated as 99.9999%.]
Lu Xi was puzzled. That shouldn’t be a problem.
She lifted her head and locked eyes with Xie Heng’s arrogant gaze, which was filled with a clear foolishness.
Suddenly, she understood and couldn’t help but feel both amused and exasperated.
“I really can’t believe you.” Lu Xi turned to the next page and threw it back at him. “Open your eyes wide and take a good look.”
On that page was written : [Assessment: …supports Lu Xi as Xie Heng’s biological mother.]
!!!
Xie Heng felt as if struck by lightning.
He recognized every word on there, but together, they made no sense to him.
Three seconds later, a thunderous roar of frustration erupted from Xie Heng in the restaurant, audible even to the servants cleaning the living room and garden.
“The probability is obviously not a hundred percent!”
Because of his intense shock, his voice even cracked a little.
The butler and the servants looked at each other sympathetically. The new Madam was indeed formidable; the Young Master had been completely devastated early in the morning. It was quite pitiful.
Xie Heng remained immersed in profound shock, unable to recover for a long time. Seeing him like this, Lu Xi sighed helplessly, resting her forehead in her hand. Both she and Xie Yizhao were not lacking in intelligence, so how did they give birth to such a silly troublemaker?
Though they say a mother doesn’t find fault in her child’s foolishness, but she couldn’t help feeling a bit repulsed!
She remembered something, opened another folder, and after reading for a while, she suddenly realized something.
The folder contained over ten pages, detailing Xie Heng’s entire history of misdeeds from childhood to adulthood.
It included all his report cards from elementary school to now, records of disciplinary actions, and numerous incidents such as skipping classes and getting into fights, among many others. It could be said that his track record was quite checkered.
Elementary school was manageable, but starting from junior high, he skipped school almost every other day. By high school, he practically had a free pass—whether he went to school or not was up to him.
Lu Xi had mentally prepared herself, and Xie Heng’s troublemaking behavior was actually less severe than she had imagined. He often got into fights but never instigated trouble or bullied the weak, or engaging in school bullying and such.
Even when he fought with others, he was restrained and never caused serious injuries.
She was still quite relieved; although Xie Heng was a bit wayward, he wasn’t beyond redemption.
In that dream, the turning point in Xie Heng’s fate came after he broke someone’s three ribs. Lu Xi couldn’t figure out why he would do something like that.
While Xie Heng remained dazed, Lu Xi paid him no mind and continued to earnestly peruse the file of this mischievous child.
This time, she focused on his academic record.
How should she put it… Xie Heng was indeed a poor student, but not excessively so. His elementary school grades were surprisingly good, always among the top in his grade. However, he started skipping classes frequently in junior high, resulting in a noticeable decline in his grades, though he still maintained a middle ranks.
His most recent monthly exam results placed him in the bottom third of the entire grade, with a blank in English, an unwritten essay in Chinese, barely passing in math with just over ten points to spare, and an unexpected ninety in chemistry among the three sciences.
But looking at his biology score, he scored only twenty points out of one hundred.
Lu Xi : “…” It all makes sense now; there’s a reason he lacks basic biological knowledge.
If it were any other parent seeing such glorious achievements from their child, they’d likely be infuriated to no end and give him a good scolding. However, Lu Xi remained surprisingly calm, even somewhat pleasantly surprised.
The mischievous child wasn’t as mischievous as she had thought, and she didn’t have the typical hopes of a mother wishing for her son to become a dragon.
Seeing his dismal end in that dream, dying lonely and in pain at such a splendid age, Lu Xi’s expectations for him were simple: she’d rather he stay as he was now, immature and arrogantly lively, not needing to be outstanding, just living vividly and passionately.
Lu Xi refocused her thoughts and continued flipping through the pages.
The last few pages of the document were an album. She saw in the first photo a soft and cute baby laughing heartily in its swaddle, unable to help but stare.
These… are Xie Heng?
Right, these photos must have been specially organized by Xie Yizhao.
Apart from infancy, there were also toddler years. As the photos spanned different ages, the baby in them gradually grew up, watching the baby fat melt away, the smiles becoming fewer. From a chubby-faced elementary school student, he grew into the current 1.85-meter-tall arrogant school tyrant teenager.
There was a slight stir in Lu Xi’s heart; to say she felt nothing would be false.
She hadn’t seen Xie Heng grow up with her own eyes, so she could only witness his growth in this way. There was some regret and softness in her heart, unable to resist wanting to hug Xie Heng.
“I understand now, it’s fake,” Xie Heng suddenly spoke in a deep voice.
Lu Xi : ?
He had just searched online and found out he had made a fool of himself, feeling embarrassed to the core.
Was this organization playing a prank?
Why wasn’t the parent-child relationship a sure thing? Was it 99.9999% intentional mockery?
No, how could he possibly be this woman’s son? There must be something fishy!
Xie Heng snorted coldly, “This company is under my Dad’s name. He can fabricate anything, even saying you’re my ancestor!”
Lu Xi : …
This brat…
The bit of maternal love she had finally brewed up was all ruined by him.
Such bratty little troublemaker needed to be educated. She wanted to hug, but turned out he still lacked a beating from his real Mom!
Lu Xi took a deep breath and closed the file, then stood up.
When she didn’t smile, she had a cold demeanor that made her difficult to approach. Xie Heng was stunned for a moment, thinking she was going to hit him again. He quickly stood up, watching her warily.
Lu Xi, helpless and angry again.
Perhaps she had gotten up too suddenly; suddenly, her vision went black and she fainted. The maid hurried over to support her.
“Madam!”
Xie Heng watched, dumbfounded.
Was this woman so exasperated by his stupidity that she fainted?