Chapter 1484 - 1486

Zhao Gang looked at the table full of people and sighed in his heart.

It’s really something to get used to, with two tables of people eating together every meal at home, always so lively.

Sometimes, if people start arguing, Zhao Gang really feels like kicking certain people out.

But now, looking at this cold and quiet New Year’s Eve dinner, Zhao Gang really couldn’t get used to it.

Others shared the same thought, "Next year when Rui Wen goes abroad..." Cai Meina really didn’t know what to say.

Wan Yihui looked up at the people present. Although it’s a major holiday, he really couldn’t hold back his words.

"Aunt, I’m going abroad next year too." Wan Yihui was really fed up with days like these.

Every day, he’s the only one going to and from school; the more lonely it could be, the more dull it is.

Even if he has friends to talk to at school, it’s nothing compared to going to and from school with Gong Ruzhi.

Especially when he occasionally calls Gong Ruzhi and hears about life in American high schools, Wan Yihui really wants to go.

Even knowing that high school in the United States isn’t that easy, knowing that getting into a good university requires all sorts of efforts, Wan Yihui still wants to study in the United States.

Cai Ming directly ignored Wan Yihui’s words. This topic, his son didn’t know how many times he’s brought up, but every time it gets vetoed by Wan Qiweng.

Because of this, his wife’s relationship with their son has been a bit strained lately. Cai Ming has tried to persuade them, but one is more insistent than the other, and he feels truly hopeless.

"Ah, Xiao Hui, you want to go abroad?" Mr. Wan knew that this great-grandson would eventually go overseas, but he didn’t expect him to plan on going to the United States after the next semester ends.

But thinking of Gong Ruzhi already in the United States, Mr. Wan wasn’t surprised.

"Wan Yihui." Wan Qiweng was really annoyed. This guy is so disobedient. It’s not like she hasn’t reasoned with him.

She really hasn’t spoken so painstakingly to reason with anyone for many years, yet she’s done so because Wan Yihui is her son, and she truly can’t let go.

But she didn’t expect her son not to listen to anything, actually trying to force her to agree by this trick.

Wan Qiweng is not one to be trifled with, especially after years of experience in the business world. She may not have become very hardened, but at least she’s not someone who would change her mind because of a little threat from Wan Yihui.

"Mom." Wan Yihui looked at Wan Qiweng pitifully, hoping to move her.

Wan Qiweng didn’t want to engage with this kid. Truly, his pampered nature from childhood has made his temper grow worse, and if it’s not slightly checked now, who knows how he plans to soar to the skies in the future.

"Mom, I just want to go out, you’re being too much."

"Clearly, Brother Xiao Zhi can go abroad, why can’t I?"

Seeing no sign of Wan Qiweng relenting, Wan Yihui got angry, "You clearly agreed back then that I could study abroad."

"How can you go back on your word?"

Cai Ming watched as his son’s words got more and more unreliable, hastily trying to push for it to stop.

Knowing this kid talks so freely now, he might turn around and regret it half to death.

Cai Ming’s movements were quick, but could he be quicker than Wan Yihui’s mouth?

"You’re just like Germany’s Adolf..." Wan Yihui thought for a long time, feeling that only this character could match his mother.

My goodness, things were getting more and more uncontrollable, or had entered a derailment track.

To actually compare her with that scumbag, Wan Qiweng was so angry; how hard has she worked to raise this son, who was no different from a betrayer?

The more Wan Qiweng thought, the angrier she got, while everyone else was dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.

"You child." Cai Meina couldn’t help but remember when in the United States, Gong Ruzhi also insisted on staying to study.

At the time, Cai Meina truly felt her son was too much, but now comparing Xiao Zhi and Xiao Hui, she really just wants to say her son is remarkably sensible.

"Alright, let’s eat." Mr. Wan was truly troubled. Clearly, this New Year’s Eve dinner meant to be good, how abruptly had the atmosphere turned like this?

"Finish your meal, then come to my study."

Seeing her grandfather speaking up, Wan Qiweng moved her mouth, not expressing her opinion, but knowing that her grandfather would undoubtedly stand by Wan Yihui.

"Shut up, it’s New Year’s Eve." Mr. Wan glared at Wan Qiweng fiercely, as if challenging her to trouble him, warning her with his stance.

What could Wan Qiweng do but glare at Wan Yihui fiercely, unable to say anything else?

This made Zhao Gang and his wife breathe a sigh of relief; they really hoped to get through New Year’s Eve smoothly, like wishing Ni Zi a smooth childbirth.

Although Gong Ruini’s smooth delivery, with mother and child safe and sound, had absolutely nothing to do with New Year’s Eve dinner, circumstances were quite special now, and Zhan Jing and the others had to resort to superstition a bit.

Originally thinking fewer people meant nothing would happen, unexpectedly being slapped right in the face, Zhan Jing could only feel the sting on his cheek.

Despite Mr. Wan suppressing the drama, despite everyone’s efforts to forget the unpleasant scenes just now, they couldn’t ignore Wan Qiweng’s frequent cold stares at Wan Yihui.

If only Wan Qiweng softened her attitude a bit, Wan Yihui wouldn’t be so angry, but she chose a different path, which naturally gave rise to his rebellious mentality.

Wan Yihui finished his New Year’s Eve dinner early, "I’m done."

Cai Ming watched his eldest son just get up and leave like that, sighing inside; a good New Year’s Eve dinner, prepared for so long, turned out like this, really exhausting.

To not wait for everyone and leave like this, is this the attitude a courteous child should have? Wan Qiweng really wanted to get up and properly educate her son.

"Sit down." Mr. Wan spoke up.

Who should sit down? Her? Wan Qiweng was in disbelief; could her grandfather be siding against her, thinking she’s at fault?

"What day is today?" Mr. Wan asked with a disappointed face, wondering what’s up with his granddaughter lately, feeling she’s like dynamite ready to explode.

What day is today, does she really need to be asked this? Wan Qiweng had a puzzled look.

"Today is New Year’s Eve." Wan Qiweng understood, quietly eating, no matter her inner anger.

Don’t overlook how the old man has become increasingly indifferent and hands-off these years, but when things truly happen, it requires serious treatment.

As Wan Qiweng quieted down, the atmosphere at the dining table, if not restored to its previous lively state, was at least no longer so awkward.

Everyone conveniently ignored the drama between mother and son earlier, with no one mentioning the early leaver, Wan Yihui.

Originally, everyone planned to chat about Gong Ruini and the others in the United States, wondering how these kids spend the New Year over there.

But now, no one dared to bring it up, fearing the risk of reigniting the fire that Wan Qiweng had barely suppressed, which would truly be a disaster.