Chapter 49

This was the condition the doctor had missed:
love can change a person.
Hands trembling, Su Wan posted to Moments:
From now on our Miaomiao won’t take private tutoring anymore—he’s going to be a teacher at a public-interest primary school.
Seeing that Dad and Mom weren’t opposing it, Jing Miao happily hugged Xi Siyan.
“Gege! Did Dad and Mom agree? Are you happy, gege?”
Xi Siyan smiled, took his hand, and kissed his palm.
“Mm. Are you happy, baby?”
“Happy!”
“Then gege is happy too.”
Ever since I had you, there hasn’t been a single day I wasn’t happy—
because an angel descended to my side.
Author’s note:
Our Miaomiao is a little angel—he was a little angel before, and he’s still a little angel after waking up.
“Siyan, help me out. I drank myself into the hospital,” Wang Song called weakly.
Xi Siyan and Aunt Jiang were making lunch boxes for Jing Miao’s autumn outing the next day. His school was taking students out for a fall excursion, and he wouldn’t be able to come home for lunch.
“How did you drink yourself into this? Your stomach acting up again?” Xi Siyan asked.
“Ah… tomorrow there’s a dinner I can’t miss. I’m the CEO—if I don’t show up it’s not appropriate. But I really can’t do it… You’re a major shareholder too. Just go show your face for me tomorrow?”
After thirty, Wang Song suddenly entered a delayed rebellious phase.
Without any warning, he left the family company and started his own internet venture. When he left, he had nothing but some technical shares and three million in his account.
Xi Siyan had long known Wang Song was building a livestream platform. He’d treated it like a hobby and poured money into it. When Wang Song suddenly wanted it as a full-time career, Xi Siyan had been shocked for a long time.
Wang Song came out to borrow money:
“Siyan, you basically know the situation. Lend me some.”
Xi Siyan pinched the bridge of his nose.
“So you won’t take a single cent of your parents’ help, and you’re going to eat off me instead, is that it?”
Wang Song snickered.
“Might need to borrow the ‘big leader’s son’ identity later too, to grease a few doors. So—lend or not?”
“How much do you need? Is 1.5 million enough?”
Wang Song yelped.
“One point five?! Are you kidding me? That doesn’t even cover computers! If I’m doing this, I need ads, I need to sign streamers! One point five—are you tipping me?”
Xi Siyan sighed, helpless.
“But that’s all I have. I have a job. How much salary do you think I make?”
Wang Song: “……I want twenty million. You lend me fifteen, you invest five. Silent partner. You don’t do anything.”
Xi Siyan sighed again.
“Why are you doing this dramatic runaway-from-home act… Fine. I’ll go borrow from our Miaomiao for you.”
Wang Song went feral. This guy had gotten so used to showing off his wife that it was a reflex now.
“…Xi Siyan, why don’t you just die?”
“I really don’t have money.” Xi Siyan said it earnestly. “This one point five is what I saved up to buy Miaomiao a gift. The kid watched a few idol dramas with Auntie and suddenly developed a bit of material desire.”
The official-second-gen, rich-second-gen Xi Siyan was now just a salaried worker who drew wages and project funding.
His “bottom” had long been pried open by his mom and handed cleanly to Jing Miao. With this salary he still had to support the household.
“Fine. Wait there. You write the IOU to our Miaomiao.”
“But before I lend you anything, explain it clearly—why are you suddenly starting over?”
Wang Song hesitated, then said, “I came out to my family.”
Xi Siyan: “What?”
He forced himself to calm down. “Your parents didn’t accept it and threw you out?”
“No…” Wang Song mumbled. “With your situation as precedent, their acceptance level is pretty high. It’s that they don’t accept my partner.”
Xi Siyan’s scalp tightened. “Who?”
“Y-you know him too…”
Xi Siyan’s head turned to mush. He knew Wang Song’s temperament best—he believed in momentary lust, but not in “I’ll throw everything away” without cause.
The men Wang Song was close with were only…
Lightning struck through his mind.
Xi Siyan tested cautiously:
“Z-Zisen?”
“…Yeah.” Wang Song’s voice went thin. “So my mom can’t stand me ‘poisoning’ her good friend’s good son. She said she has no face. So… I can only come out on my own. At least then Uncle Gan and the others might think I’m worthy.”
Xi Siyan didn’t react for a long time.
He wanted to ask more, then decided against it.
Some things were like drinking water—only the drinker knew.
And then Wang Song truly started a serious business.
He’d once been a spoiled rich kid, but once he worked for real, he worked hard.
Two years later, his company had become one of the country’s top platforms. Competition was fierce. They were negotiating exclusive rights to a very important program on an “upper-tier red” platform. This was a critical moment.
Xi Siyan hesitated and asked, “When is it? Daytime or nighttime?”
“Bro, what kind of dinner is held in the daytime? The only reason we used to hang out in the daytime was because your family’s baby didn’t go out at night…”
But tomorrow Xi Siyan still had to pick up Jing Miao.
Primary school teachers had to wait until every parent had picked their child up before they could leave. By then it would be dark.
Xi Siyan didn’t speak. Even through the receiver, Wang Song could feel the reluctance.
“Wuwuwu, Brother Xi, Siyan, gege!” Wang Song copied Jing Miao’s whiny crying voice. “Gege, save me too. That Boss Zheng is really important! He has a few streamers in his hands—I *have* to sign them! I need to raise the stakes! Gege, help me—just this one time!”
Xi Siyan spat, “Shut up. Don’t disgust me.”
Wang Song froze.
He hadn’t heard Xi Siyan curse in a long time. It felt like being back in their early twenties, back when that young man was vivid and alive.
“The hell… how am I disgusting but Jing Miao is okay?”
“Why do you think?” Xi Siyan sighed. “If I called you ‘baby,’ would you like it?”
Wang Song snapped back, “Would I!”
Xi Siyan: “……”
“Send me the time and place. I’ll say it upfront—I’m only showing my face for you. Once it’s about right, I’m leaving.”
Wang Song finally exhaled in relief.
“I’m willing! Very willing! Starting today I’m your baby! Thanks, gege! Just sit there for a bit—max three hours, no, two hours! Then you can go home and keep your baby company!”
Xi Siyan barked, “Get lost!” and hung up.
That night, Xi Siyan told Jing Miao about it. Jing Miao’s eyes rolled.
“Gege, go. Miaomiao can go home by himself.”
Xi Siyan rubbed his head.
“No need. Gege will have Mom pick you up. I’ll come home early and keep you company while you grade homework, okay?”