Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 211 - 209: It’s All True

Xue Yang suddenly understood. His parents thought he was making some grand, empty promise. They believed the housing purchase agreement he gave them was fake, something to aim for in the future.

Xue Yang lowered the foot he was about to put on the stairs and returned to the sofa. He sat down and joined them in watching the last few programs of the Spring Festival Gala.

"Dad, Mom, what if what I gave you... is real?"

"Your parents can tell the difference between real and fake. You’re still just a kid. Where would you get the money to buy a house?"

"Dad, Mom, the agreement is actually real."

"??????"

Xue Yuanqing, in disbelief, hastily took the red envelope out again.

"You’re saying this housing purchase agreement is real?"

His son’s repeated confirmations forced him to take another serious look at the document.

Xue Yang nodded and took a set of keys from his pocket. "It’s real. These are the keys. I was planning to give them to you after the New Year."

Holding the keys, Xue Yuanqing and Zhong Hailan were both stunned. "Lao Xue," Zhong Hailan breathed, "this is real."

"It seems to be."

Xue Yuanqing inspected the document several times. The official seal, the signature—everything looked genuine.

"Xiao Yang..."

"I haven’t broken any laws. I earned all the money through my own abilities. As for how... Mom, Dad, you have to believe in your son."

Getting so much money in such a short time really did sound fake. Forget his parents—even he felt like it was all a dream. But in reality, everything that was happening to him was real.

"Xiao Yang, be honest with Mom and Dad. What are you doing at school?"

Xue Yang answered honestly, "I’m a boss. Would you believe that?"

Xue Yuanqing and Zhong Hailan shook their heads in unison.

"I knew you wouldn’t believe me. I found a part-time job at school, modeling clothes for photoshoots. Basically, I’m a part-time model. These clothes I’m wearing? They were given to me for helping them take pictures."

"A model can make this much money?" Zhong Hailan still found it hard to believe.

She knew some industries were lucrative, but she had no idea they were *this* lucrative.

500,000 yuan. The two of them hadn’t saved that much in all their years of working. Right now, even including the prize money Xue Yang received for getting into university, their savings had only just surpassed 500,000 yuan. And they were planning to save that money for Xue Yang’s future wedding.

"I’m a brand model, a spokesperson, so the salary isn’t low. Do you believe what I’m saying is true now?"

"We believe you. We believe you. Lao Xue, pinch me, see if I’m dreaming."

"You pinch me instead. I feel like I’m dreaming, too."

Zhong Hailan pinched the back of Xue Yuanqing’s hand.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"Dad, Mom, there’s something else I need to tell you."

"Go on."

"I’ve already discussed it with my cousin. I’ll put up the money, and he’ll provide the technical expertise. We’re going to start a car repair shop. I have an appointment to go discuss the price tomorrow."

I won’t mention that I also started a gaming studio. Better not to bring that up for now.

"Alright, good. Whatever you want to do, go for it. However, Dad has to warn you about something. Doing business with relatives can be much safer than with outsiders, but if a problem comes up, you could lose that relative completely."

Xue Yang nodded. "I know, Dad. I’ve got it handled."

Xue Yuanqing said no more.

Zhong Hailan, not having much formal education herself, had even less to say.

Seeing that it was almost midnight, Xue Yang stood up, grabbed the firecrackers from his room, and got ready to set them off.

After laying out the firecrackers, Xue Yang made a video call to Lin Xi.

"Want to watch me set off firecrackers?"

"Okay."

"It might get a bit loud, so brace yourself. Also, I might not be able to hear what you’re saying for a bit, so..."

"It’s okay, I’ll just watch."

Just as she finished speaking, the air suddenly erupted with the overlapping sounds of firecrackers and fireworks from all around. Xue Yang and Lin Xi could no longer communicate; they could only look at each other through the screen.

Xue Yang placed his phone to the side and went to light the firecrackers.

On the other end of the call, Lin Xi covered her ears. The way she looked both scared and eager to watch was incredibly cute.

It eventually got too noisy. Halfway through setting off the fireworks, Xue Yang handed the task to Xue Xing and went upstairs himself. Closing the window tightly finally blocked out most of the din.

"I was hoping to set off fireworks for you at midnight, but it’s so noisy out there, it feels like it makes no difference whether I set them off or not."

"Not at all! I can see them, and they’re beautiful."

"Xiao Xi."

"Hmm?"

"Are you home alone?"

"Not exactly. Auntie Shen is home too, but everyone else went back to their own homes for the New Year."

"..."

Her family isn’t even home for the New Year’s reunion? A pang of sympathy struck Xue Yang.

"Are you sleepy?"

Lin Xi shook her head. "Not sleepy!"

Then, right on cue, she yawned.

"It seems your body is more honest than your mouth."

"I’m not going to sleep yet."

"Alright. I’ll keep you company."

"I just registered for a Weibo account, too. What do you think my username should be?"

"How about ’Qing Yan’?"

"I like it."

Lin Xi quickly typed the name on the Weibo registration page. After thinking for a moment, she tweaked it to ’ItsQingYanYa’.

Meanwhile, Xue Yang logged into Weibo and made a post.

"A spray of fireworks, a spark of joy. May happiness blossom in the night sky, letting us feel the splendor of life!"

The post was accompanied by a picture of fireworks.

Soon after he posted, comments started pouring in.

[Is this the Weibo of the author of "My Precious Boy"?]

[It’s really him.]

Lin Xi finished registering her account and immediately followed Xue Yang. She then reposted his update to her own feed.

Gossip-loving netizens immediately latched onto it.

[Is this... the female lead?]

[Could also be the male lead.]

[Ahhh, I’m shipping this! I’m so shipping this!]

[As expected, real-life CPs are the best to ship!]

[May your happiness last forever!]

[May your happiness last forever!]

[...]

The comments were a flood of "May your happiness last forever!"

"Xue Yang, look! Your Weibo followers are going up!"

Xue Yang opened Weibo and saw that she was right. His follower count was indeed climbing. It was increasing by the thousands, quickly hitting 10,000, then 20,000... In just a few minutes, he had nearly 100,000 followers.

The sight left Xue Yang floored. This rate of increase seemed a bit abnormal.

At that moment, someone tagged him in the Seven Fairies group chat: "Xue Yang, you can thank me later. I tagged you in my New Year’s post. Your follower count should be going up, right?"

"It is. Thank you."

He had to admit, Si Wen’s influence over her fans was incredibly strong.

"I also got the other girls to tag you, and we tagged the official King account too. Their follower count should be climbing as well."

Xue Yang checked the official King account page, and sure enough, its follower count was also skyrocketing.

"Hehehe, how’s that? Aren’t we the best?" the other Little Fairies in the Seven Fairies group chat chimed in one after another.

"Thank you all."

It seemed that besides saying "thank you," there wasn’t much else he could say.

"Just saying ’thank you’ isn’t enough, you know. We expect some action!"