This person really knows how to be reborn!

Chapter 31 Courage I've Never Had Before

Zeng Cheng wasn't stupid, so he immediately guessed the woman's identity: Yu Baiwei's mother, Ms. Chen Danqing.

Even though he was a second-time player, he was still a little uneasy at this moment—especially since he had just messed up someone's precious daughter's hair into a bird's nest.

I just hope Chen Danqing didn't see this, otherwise it's really hard to explain.

"Mother--"

Yu Baiwei tensed up instantly, her oval face turning deathly pale.

Chen Danqing didn't get out of the car or say anything. After giving Zeng Cheng the same aloof and indifferent look as Yu Baiwei, the car window slowly rolled up.

"cough--"

As the large black car slowly drove into the villa, Zeng Cheng looked at Yu Baiwei beside him: "Is that your mother...? She seems to have misunderstood something. Should I go and explain to her?"

Yu Baiwei quickly shook her head: "No need, Zeng Cheng, you should go back first."

"Really not going to?"

"Um."

Yu Baiwei nodded and waved goodbye to Zeng Cheng, clearly wanting him to leave quickly.

Half an hour later, in the elegantly decorated living room, the mother and daughter sat facing each other.

In the tense and somewhat awkward atmosphere, Chen Danqing spoke first: "Weiwei, that boy—"

His name is Zeng Cheng.

"you……"

"Zeng Cheng is my friend. I met him a little over a month ago. He's a really, really good person."

"Just friends?"

"Mom, I don't understand your question. Zeng Cheng and I... what else could we be but friends?"

"Ahem... So, this boy named Zeng Cheng is the reason you abandoned your mother and insisted on returning to China early?"

"Yes."

"???"

Chen Danqing instantly furrowed his willow-leaf eyebrows, just like his daughter's.

If Zeng Cheng were here, he would definitely be laughing—you're truly worthy of your name, Yu Baiwei.

"Not entirely," Yu Baiwei continued, "Mom, England is really boring, and Imperial College is really boring too."

Chen Danqing continued to frown: "Imperial College is one of the best universities in the world. Weiwei, you're still a child, so you can't tell what's the best. I don't blame you for that, but..."

Before her mother could finish speaking, Yu Baiwei said, "Mom, is it possible that you were once a child too, but you've forgotten? I know Imperial College is a good school, but I really don't like it, and I just don't like it!"

At this point, she took a deep breath and looked at Chen Danqing with a courage she had never had before.

"Mom, I want to stay in the country to study!"

Chen Danqing immediately raised his voice: "No, absolutely not!"

Tears welled up in Yu Baiwei's eyes: "Why?"

"There's no reason why, it just means it's not possible!"

By this point in the conversation, Chen Danqing's expression had become extremely gloomy.

I noticed that my daughter had been a bit rebellious lately, but I never expected her to be this rebellious!

Is it because of that boy named Zeng Cheng?

But this guy and his daughter have only known each other for a little over a month, right?

After feeling angry, I felt guilty.

I blame myself for being too busy lately.

She's busy getting a divorce from her husband and dividing their assets.

They were busy shifting the focus of the Chen family business from domestic to overseas markets.

He was constantly on the go, flying back and forth between London and Shanghai, both domestically and internationally, thus neglecting his daughter, which gave that brat an opportunity to take advantage of her!

"Mother--"

Yu Baiwei bit her lip.

Because of the force, both lips turned slightly pale.

"Mom, you're always so forceful, is that how you drove Dad away?"

Chen Danqing was immediately taken aback: "You...you knew all along? Dad told you?"

Yu Baiwei shook her head: "It's not Dad, and it's not anyone else. Mom, I'm eighteen years old this year, not eight. And thanks to your excellent genes, I'm very smart."

A rare hint of panic flickered in Chen Danqing's eyes: "Weiwei, let Mom explain, your father and I—"

Yu Baiwei interrupted her mother again: "Mom, that's between you and Dad. I don't want to hear it. I'll repeat myself: I want to stay in China to study."

"Sigh—" Chen Danqing suddenly let out a long sigh, a rare look of vulnerability appearing between her brows. "Weiwei, you've really changed. You never used to talk to your mother like this. Your mother is very sad now."

"Mom, have you forgotten what I just told you? Thanks to your excellent genes, I am really smart, so I can tell whether you are genuinely sad or just emotionally manipulating me," Yu Baiwei said, her oval face completely expressionless. "I would never have spoken to you like that before, because I always gave in to you. This time, I don't want to give in to you anymore."

"..."

Looking at his daughter's determined eyes, Chen Danqing remained silent for a long time before sighing again.

This time, I truly sighed, realizing the gravity of the problem.

"Is it because of that boy named Zeng Cheng?"

"Yes."

"Heh," Chen Danqing couldn't help but sneer, "Call him over here, Mom will have a talk with him!"

"No." Yu Baiwei shook her head firmly. "Mom, I've only ever had this one friend in my life. Are you going to drive him away too?"

Chen Danqing fell silent again.

She got up and went to the balcony, looking up at the sky.

Tonight's night sky is deep and vast, with exceptionally bright stars.

Below, a large artificial pond stretched out, where fireflies shone faintly, their glow reflecting off the stars in the sky.

Chen Danqing lit a cigarette, and in the billowing smoke, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, finally understanding the helplessness that all middle-aged parents face.

Once a child has their own ideas, parents really don't have many good options—even if she's the head of a multi-billion dollar conglomerate, or even if she's the "Iron Lady of the East" hailed by London's financial circles.

With a wry smile, Chen Danqing stubbed out his cigarette and let the smoke dissipate for a while before returning to the living room.

She certainly wouldn't compromise so easily—she needed to test her daughter's attitude further to see if she was truly that determined.

"Weiwei, Mom knows you're very smart, so you must know very well that Mom has enough power to make sure that boy named Zeng Cheng never sees you again!"

Yu Baiwei bit her lip again, her eyes filled with a heartbreaking stubbornness: "Mom, actually I have enough ways to prevent you from seeing me either."

"you--"

Chen Danqing's face turned ashen again.

I know my own daughter well. If she can say these words, she can do them.

"Mom, I remember you told me that the accumulated wealth of the Yu and Chen families over three generations means I don't need to prove anything anymore. So, does it really matter where I go to university?"

"Yu Baiwei, you're using a fallacy of semantics; these are completely different things!"

"Mom, I know you're angry right now, but have you analyzed why you're so angry? Is it really just because I didn't go to Imperial College? Or is it because this is the first time in my life I've disobeyed your arrangements and had my own ideas?"

Yu Baiwei looked at her mother, and every word she uttered seemed to be piercing her heart.

"Mom, is it possible that I am first and foremost myself, and then your daughter?"

"Weiwei, you've really grown up."

"I've already grown up, you just haven't noticed."

"..."

Looking at her daughter, who suddenly seemed so unfamiliar to her, Chen Danqing realized that she had to compromise for the time being.

Otherwise, the conflict between mother and daughter will definitely develop into an irreparable rift.

Why "for the time being"? — This noblewoman was quite confident in her abilities.

Give her some time, and she has a thousand ways to break up the couple.

"Weiwei, Mom agrees in principle that you should go to university in the country."

"real?"

"I'm your mother, not something you should hate!"

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

"However, before you graduate from university, Mom will absolutely not allow you to date. If Mom finds out even a hint of that, even if you hate me for the rest of your life, I will immediately send you abroad!"

"fall in love?"

Yu Baiwei's expression turned bewildered.

Aren't she and Zeng Cheng good friends? Why are they dating?

With courage she had never shown before, Yu Baiwei finally convinced her mother, and then she thought about sharing the news with Zeng Cheng immediately.

However, she held back.

Because Zeng Cheng once told her this: "Life is generally mundane, so we need some artificially created surprises."

Unbeknownst to Yu Baiwei, after she returned to her room, Chen Danqing secretly made a phone call.

The next morning, all of the information about a certain "young blond guy" appeared on her desk.