I Became Super Rich After Resigning

Chapter 119: Chapter 119 First Appearance in City A

Inside the Fu Mansion, the lights were bright.

Ren Tian looked at the noble woman who appeared before her, and a layer of fear instantly welled up inside her. Qian Qingqing was different from any other wealthy person she had encountered before.

Although Qian Qingqing was already fifty years old, she looked after herself as if she were still in her thirties, dignified and unapproachable.

“Chairman Qian,” Ren Tian said softly.

Qian Qingqing had little regard for the young woman before her; if her son were not vegetative, such a woman wouldn’t even have the qualifications to meet her.

But since she had already chosen her, Qian Qingqing would no longer despise her timid, insecure, and weak self.

“The wedding preparations are all ready. You should prepare well these next few days. Once the wedding is over, we’ll retrieve the eggs and transplant the embryos.”

Ren Tian agreed, “Okay.”

Qian Yiren followed behind Qian Qingqing, frowning slightly, “Aunt, are you really going to let this woman marry Brother Yixian?”

Qian Qingqing looked at Fu Yixian lying in the room, fallen into a deep sleep, her most outstanding son whom she had painstakingly nurtured. If not for the accident, she would have never allowed her son to marry this kind of woman, but now she was helpless.

Qian Qingqing nodded, “The wedding invitations have already been sent out.”

Qian Yiren looked towards the neighboring Huo Mansion and saw that it was brightly lit. “Today it looked like the Huo Family was renovating the garden, even clearing out the rose garden.”

The rose garden next door was Old Mrs. Huo’s favorite; the roses there were carefully tended year-round.

Thus, even during the dog days of summer the roses were always in full bloom.

But today, the rose garden had been uprooted.

Qian Qingqing said, “I heard that Shiyan’s new wife is allergic to large patches of roses. Yixian’s wedding will bring Shiyan and his new wife back to City A to attend.”

“It also happens to be Shiyan’s first time introducing his new wife in City A after their marriage.”

Ren Tian actually breathed a sigh of relief. With Huo Shiyuan bringing his new wife, the guests at her wedding would surely focus on Huo Shiyuan and his new bride.

Qian Qingqing remarked, “I heard Shiyan’s new wife is quite impressive, a young CEO of a listed company.”

Qian Yiren replied softly, “Her CEO position is also dependent on Shiyan.”

Qian Qingqing chuckled lightly, “To be liked by Shiyan also just means she is very capable.”

…

Inside Ruohu Mansion.

Little Huohuo was playing the piano with his new piano teacher and was excitedly pulling Yuan Xi to perform a newly practiced piano piece.

He made two mistakes in the middle, stole a glance at Yuan Xi, and continued playing.

After Little Huohuo finished playing the piano piece, Yuan Xi sat on the piano bench, rubbing Little Huohuo’s cute little face, “Amazing! Little Huohuo did great.”

Little Huohuo smiled at Yuan Xi, “Then can I have an ice cream?”

Huo Shiyuan frowned and said coldly, “You played three wrong notes, still the same issues I’ve told you about several times. And you still have the nerve to ask for ice cream?”

Little Huohuo rushed into Yuan Xi’s arms, “Sister.”

Yuan Xi, protecting Little Huohuo, said, “Huohuo still has a few days before he turns five, and he hasn’t practiced this piece for long. To play this well is already amazing, and there’s no need for such high expectations; he’s still young.”

Huo Shiyuan frowned and said, “You can’t spoil him like this. He clearly knew he played wrong but didn’t correct it, sneaking looks at your face to see if you noticed the mistake before advancing further wanting to eat ice cream. Don’t be fooled by his age; he’s quite cunning.”

Hearing Huo Shiyuan’s words, Yuan Xi lowered her head to look at Xiao Shihuo.

Little Huohuo gazed eagerly at Yuan Xi, “Sister, I just want to eat one ice cream, even a tiny one.”

Yuan Xi, unable to resist Little Huohuo’s pitiful little eyes, relented, “Then you can have a tiny ice cream first, but if next time you notice a mistake, don’t try to sneak past it.”

Xiao Shihuo stepped down from the piano stool, “Then I’ll go get some ice cream!”

Huo Shiyuan blocked Xiao Shihuo’s path, “Finish the piece properly before you can have ice cream.”

Xiao Shihuo looked up and said, “Sister already promised me I could have ice cream.”

Huo Shiyuan responded, “Sister’s promise doesn’t count, you still have to listen to me.”

Xiao Shihuo stood there, tears filling his sad eyes, and he burst into loud crying.

Huo Shiyuan frowned and said, “Can crying solve the problem? Don’t expect to gain sympathy with your tears. If you want to eat ice cream, play the piece well first.”

Yuan Xi heard Xiao Shihuo’s loud sobs and went over to him, squatting down to wipe his tears, “Don’t cry.”

Huo Shiyuan frowned slightly and held Yuan Xi’s wrist, “Don’t comfort him, don’t foster his bad habit of thinking that crying can solve everything.”

Yuan Xi looked at Huo Shiyuan holding her wrist and said, “Huo Shiyuan, he’s only five, just the age to be in kindergarten. Do you need to be so demanding with him? You also said you were forced to learn the piano when you were young, so why force Little Huohuo like this?”

Huo Shiyuan said indifferently, “The children of the Huo family definitely have high expectations, you can’t spoil him so much, after all, ‘Too much doting leads to spoiled children.'”

Hearing this, Yuan Xi bit her lower lip, “Okay.”

Yuan Xi now understood the benefit of her in-laws sending Xiao Shihuo to them for practice.

Even though Huo Shiyuan used to come to Huxi Village every long vacation, their growing environments were utterly different; her childhood learning environment was certainly not as competitive as Huo Shiyuan’s.

Yuan Xi only started attending competition training classes organized by her school in junior high.

Meanwhile, Huo Shiyuan went to a top private high school in the United States, the kind where you could apply to Ivy League schools right after admission, where getting in required not only financial capability but also personal achievements and talents. He had been participating in various competitions since kindergarten.

The two of them had some disagreements about their educational philosophies for children.

Yuan Xi’s initial thought about having children was that she would have relatives again. All she hoped for her children was that they be born safe and sound and grow up healthy and happy, never thinking about how successful they needed to be.

But she forgot that her child would be an heir to the Huo family.

If Huo Shiyuan’s expectations for Xiao Shihuo were this high, then they would undoubtedly be even higher for his own children.

Yuan Xi wondered if, in the future, when her own children practiced piano, would she compromise if her children were lazy and pleaded, or would she be strict like Huo Shiyuan?

If both parents were strict, could it really not affect a child who isn’t even five years old yet?

Could a child brought up under constant high pressure truly be mentally healthy?

Yet, if she felt pity for the child and the child failed in life later, Yuan Xi couldn’t bear the weight of the phrase “Too much doting leads to spoiled children.”

For the first time, Yuan Xi felt anxious about raising children.

Back in her room, Yuan Xi was browsing posts about whether or not to be extremely pushy in raising children, with intense arguments on both sides.

Both the pushy and anti-pushy parenting styles had their own reasoning.

Only now did Yuan Xi realize that raising children was much harder than managing Mi Chen.

After finishing his meeting, Huo Shiyuan returned to the room and saw Yuan Xi still awake and browsing her phone; he glanced at the time, “It’s already half-past twelve, why aren’t you asleep?”

Yuan Xi put down her phone, still tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

When she finally drifted off, her leg cramped painfully, and she gasped awake.

Huo Shiyuan turned on the bedside lamp and looked at Yuan Xi, “What’s wrong?”

Yuan Xi remembered his earlier remark about spoiling children, she shook her head and said, “It’s nothing, let’s sleep.”

Huo Shiyuan asked, “You seem mad at me?”

“No.”

Yuan Xi said lightly, after all, he hadn’t been wrong saying “Too much doting leads to spoiled children,” so there was no need to be angry with him.