100: Chapter 100 You really don't deserve her

After the family of three finished their meal, Su Lanxin cleared the dishes, while Lin Zhiyuan sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

This was an unspoken agreement they had developed over many years—whoever cooked didn't wash the dishes, and whoever washed the dishes didn't cook.

Ms. Su Lanxin had only made one dish that evening, so she went to wash the dishes quite proactively.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't decline either, though halfway through watching TV, he felt a bit restless, so he went to the fridge, took out some fruit, washed and cut it, and set it out.

Lin Chuyan tried to show his side as a filial son and wanted to help his mom wash the dishes, but he ended up getting kicked out of the kitchen.

"Go on, go on. You finally came back for a visit, so go do whatever you want."

So, he went back to his room to hang out for a while.

The boy's room was nothing special, especially after his parents had tidied it up; it looked clean and simple.

The only conspicuous things were the mottled patches on the wall where the paint had peeled off. It seemed to be caused by him sticking award certificates on the wall when he was a child, and then tearing them off when he grew up because he thought they were childish.

The green quilt on the bed was new. Lin Chuyan reached out to touch it and found it felt quite nice. There was a faint scent of laundry detergent pods on it; the duvet cover must have been washed just a few days ago.

It didn't look very thick, but winters in Guangdong Province had been getting warmer in recent years, so this thickness was just right.

He opened the closet.

It was basically all clothes he wore when he was in school. It wasn't that he couldn't wear them now, they just looked a bit childish.

Then, Lin Chuyan discovered some new clothes—a red sweater.

It was probably bought for him to wear during the Chinese New Year.

The desk had been removed because it hadn't been used for a long time, so the room looked much bigger than before.

Lin Chuyan suddenly remembered something: didn't his childhood photo album used to be in the desk drawer?

He didn't ask his mom; he looked for it himself and quickly found it in the small drawer of the nightstand.

He opened it.

Most of them were photos from when he was very, very young. When he grew older, there were none, as if they gradually disappeared once smartphones became popular.

Sometimes he wondered if this was a good thing or a bad thing, because old photos in a phone were actually easier to lose or misplace.

Either because of switching phones, or because the photos were too cluttered and messy.

Just as he was thinking this, his phone vibrated; Ruan Xingyu had suddenly sent a WeChat message.

He opened it to see a selfie she had taken backstage.

Lin Chuyan saved it immediately before starting to admire it slowly.

The makeup on Ruan Xingyu's face was very exquisite.

Even when he tapped to enlarge the photo, it was still so meticulous that he couldn't find a single flaw.

Her half-up hairstyle revealed her smooth forehead, leaving only a curved strand as an accent.

The thickness of her eyebrows was just right, drawn beautifully; one look and he could tell they had been carefully groomed, with every hair lying in the same direction.

The false eyelashes and colored contacts she never wore in daily life were also applied, making her eyes look big and bright.

And the lipstick, which even a straight guy could tell was lipstick, looked so moist and luscious that he wanted to kiss her.

Plus the tiny silver earring on her exposed earlobe, and the few unknown little flowers tucked into her hair.

His girlfriend looked ethereal.

It was just that the fairy was currently sipping a cup of milk tea, which gave him a feeling of her having descended to the mortal world.

This was also quite good; otherwise, he often felt a sense of unreality, not quite believing that he could have such a beautiful girlfriend.

Before Lin Chuyan's brain could even process it, his hands were already typing rapidly, and the words had flown out.

"So beautiful. Seeing this is like hitting the jackpot. Saved! Are there any more? Please, send a few more!"

If a girlfriend is too beautiful, it's very easy to constantly have the urge to grovel and fawn over her; this wasn't right.

Everyone, who understands this feeling?

No, he had to turn the situation around.

He wasn't that bad himself, right? Why did the words he said sound so humble, so much like a simp?

Lin Chuyan continued flipping through the photo album, avoiding some photos where he was bare-assed, selected a few, and took pictures of them with his phone.

He shared them with Ruan Xingyu immediately.

Lin: "[Image] [Image] [Image]"

Lin: "Although you're stunningly beautiful, I'm also very cute, thank you."

Xingxing: "!!!"

Xingxing: "It's little Lin Chuyan!!!"

Xingxing: "I saved them too! I really want to hug and kiss him, hahaha."

Very good, he had successfully turned the tables.

...

He hadn't chatted with Ruan Xingyu for long when he was called out by his mother to talk.

The content was nothing more than his work and life during this period.

Work was easy to talk about. In the past six months, Lin Chuyan had filmed internet movies, web dramas, and films, and had also recorded a mini-album.

Come to think of it, he had been quite busy, and there were many things he could share.

Except for the content about arguing with Haters on Weibo; there was no need for them to know about that...

Finally, he also talked about how much money he had actually earned in the past six months.

This point was very important.

Knowing this, even if his parents couldn't stay idle, their daily mindset would be different, and they would be able to live more comfortably regardless.

As for life...

"I heard from your dad that you were involved in some kind of scandal with someone..."

Su Lanxin looked at Lin Zhiyuan.

His father coughed. "A scandal."

"Right, a scandal. Is it a real scandal, or are you dating?"

Lin Chuyan wasn't in a rush. He laughed first, mainly to cover up, and then spoke slowly.

"Mom, do you know who I'm involved in a scandal with?"

"Your dad told me, but I didn't remember."

Lin Chuyan said seriously, "It's Ruan Xingyu! A queen of the Chinese Music Industry! Her Singing is amazing—I won't even go into that, she has too many fans. The key is she's also incredibly beautiful, has a great personality, and is gentle, considerate, and kind... Could someone like that look up to your son?"

Lin Zhiyuan nodded from the side to assist: "I know Ruan Xingyu. It was that show two years ago, that 'Singer' one. She's beautiful, sings well, and looks well-educated and polite... It's true, it's unlikely she'd look up to our Xiao Yan."

Lin Chuyan: "..."

Su Lanxin: "..."

Lin Chuyan's face darkened slightly, but he couldn't take back what he had said. He couldn't even refute it, and a thousand words could only be bottled up in his heart.

It was uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.

Ms. Su Lanxin wasn't convinced either.

She had listened to her son's songs; although they weren't to her taste, he sang quite well. So she said, "Don't boost others' morale and dampen your own spirit. Your son is also very excellent, okay? Xiao Yan is handsome and can sing too."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded: "By the way, Ruan Xingyu ended up winning the championship, I think. She was the Singer of the Year that year."

Su Lanxin: "..."

She glared fiercely at her husband. Why did this man have so much to say today?

Lin Zhiyuan seemed to have thought of something else and added another knife: "Oh right, she has also performed on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala."

Alright then, that completely ended the topic.

Ms. Su Lanxin glanced at Lin Chuyan. Her tone was very tactful, but what she said was very hurtful: "...Looking at it this way, you really are not good enough for her."

Lin Chuyan: "..."