Moreover, he has already obtained several Harvard degrees. Three years ago, he secretly founded a financial company. During these three years, he quietly acquired several large companies, and this is just something he did to kill time when he was bored.

These were all told to him by his master as motivational examples. Sheng Sheng doesn’t know if they’re true, but he just feels that Senior Brother is very impressive.

The key is that Senior Brother is only 17 years old. Sheng Sheng doesn’t know exactly what that means, but he remembers Jiajia is 15 this year, and Senior Brother is only two years older than Jiajia, yet he has left Jiajia far behind.

He used to think it was amazing that Jiajia could drive a car. Truly a frog at the bottom of a well.

Thinking this, Sheng Sheng’s mood improved again. One day, he would surpass Senior Brother and become a strong person.

...

After finishing the appetizer before breakfast, Sheng Sheng panted as he went back to eat.

In the morning, he has classes, learning primary school courses. His master says he only has one year to learn all the courses that should be completed in the entire primary school stage. However, he gets the night off because today is Christmas.

Sheng Sheng looks up at the sky and wonders why this restless weather hasn’t brought any snow?

Sheng Sheng remembers that it seemed to snow last Christmas. Indeed, Canada is better, he doesn’t quite like America.

............

In front of Chao Lu’s small house’s yard, Zun Zun and Wubai were looking forward eagerly, not noticing the Christmas tree next to them.

"Why hasn’t Sheng Sheng come yet?" Zun Zun rested his chin in his hands, desperately looking out.

Wubai suddenly jumped up, "He’s here, he’s here!"

In the distance, a car was approaching, and Wubai, with his keen eyes, saw an arm sticking out from the car window waving at them energetically.

Zun Zun immediately stood up, his mouth splitting in a big grin as he rushed forward, "Sheng Sheng! Sheng Sheng! Haha, it’s Sheng Sheng, it’s Sheng Sheng!"

"Zun Zun, Wubai, Zun Zun, Wubai!" Sheng Sheng shouted, straining his voice.

Chenxing heard the noise outside from inside the house, immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks, and ran out. As she stepped out of the house, she saw Sheng Sheng jumping out of the car, and soon, he was hugging Wubai and Zun Zun in a tight embrace.

"Sheng Sheng." Chenxing hurried, and stumbled as she descended the steps.

"Careful." Gu Shaocheng reached out from behind to grab her arm and steady her. Chenxing’s eyes and brows were filled with a warm smile, "Shaocheng, look, Sheng Sheng is here. It’s Sheng Sheng."

"Mommy, Daddy."

Sheng Sheng let go of Zun Zun and Wubai and rushed to Chenxing’s side, to be scooped up by Gu Shaocheng.

"Mwah..."

Sheng Sheng leaned over and gave Chenxing a kiss, "Mommy, I missed you so much."

"Shaocheng, let me hold him, let me hold him." Chenxing took Sheng Sheng from Gu Shaocheng’s arms, once again feeling the tender touch of her son’s lips on her face, her eyes uncontrollably reddening: "You’ve lost weight, my Sheng Sheng has lost weight."

"He looks spirited." Gu Shaocheng patted Sheng Sheng’s hair and noticed his hairstyle had changed. His once-brown curls were now short, spiky black hair.

"Sheng Sheng hasn’t gone hungry." Sheng Sheng quickly explained.

"You say you haven’t, but look how thin you’ve become, you don’t even have baby fat anymore." Chenxing felt heartbroken. Her son had not only lost weight but was also sunburned a little. She secretly guessed, "They must have mistreated you. Tell Mommy, and Mommy will avenge you, I won’t let them off easily."