RMM -Chapter 352 The Grand Finale

Two and a half years later, our little Xi Zi had grown robustly into a five-year-old.

Naturally, the little one was becoming more and more remarkable and refined. Not only was he good-looking, but he also gradually exuded a certain aristocratic aura tinged with aloofness. On top of that, both the Xi and Su families doted on him as if he were the world’s treasure, providing him with only the best of everything. As a result, it was only natural that the little one stood out among his peers and was remarkably eye-catching among all the children.

Of course, following his father, the child was extraordinarily intelligent but had a reserved and introverted temperament.

Even so, such an outstanding and delicate child was still very likable. Not to mention the teachers at his kindergarten, even the little girls who seemed like princesses adored him. They would bring him treats and toys from home and always wanted to play with him, asking if he wanted to join in any fun activities.

However, for the precocious Xi Zi, those pretty little girls were nothing more than spoiled little brats, just like the boys—always noisy, constantly arguing, and only interested in childish games. If he weren’t forced, he wouldn’t even want to come to kindergarten.

So, from the very first day at kindergarten, he never joined their groups. Even if the little girls eagerly invited him, he remained indifferent—if he didn’t want to play, he didn’t. He wouldn’t even look up, quietly reading his own books.

By age five, Xi Zi had already mastered a large number of characters and could basically understand them. He had begun exploring books without Pinyin on his own, figuring things out step by step. He even kept a small dictionary in his little backpack to look up unfamiliar characters. Though this made his reading slow at first, the results were excellent—both his literacy and comprehension skills were growing at an astonishing pace.

Even his teachers secretly marveled at him. This child’s intelligence was phenomenal; they couldn’t imagine how his family had nurtured him to be so remarkable.

A kind-hearted teacher, with a tendency to overthink, even wondered whether Xi Zi had been forced at home. Perhaps—after all, many modern parents would go to great lengths to make their children smarter. Xi Zi’s personality seemed so restrained; she had never seen him play with other children. Maybe it was all due to pressure from his family.

Once, when Su Ruo came to pick up Xi Zi after school, the teacher asked to speak with her about her child.

At first, Su Ruo was confused. “My child? What problem could there be? Usually when teachers call parents, it’s because the child got into trouble, has poor grades, or is behaving unusually.”

But her Xi Zi? He had never caused her any trouble since birth. Could he possibly be problematic now? Of course not.

Su Ruo quickly dismissed these worries. Could her son get into trouble? She’d almost be hoping he would! And with his intelligence, could he perform poorly in studies? He was already self-studying elementary school textbooks! Besides, kindergarten isn’t even about academics…

Still puzzled, Su Ruo followed Xi Zi into the office and saw the young teacher smiling kindly, gently inviting Xi Zi to play with toys in another corner.

Su Ruo sensed something off—why did it feel like the teacher was defending Xi Zi?

Later, she found out she was exactly right, which left her half amused, half exasperated.

Forcing a child to study? Suppressing childhood?

Su Ruo felt a sudden rush of incredulous amusement but had to restrain herself out of courtesy to the teacher, wearing a slightly awkward expression.

The young teacher, seeing Su Ruo’s stiff face, sighed, thinking: this mother looks so young and refined, yet how could she be so extreme about education? Forcing a child like this? It’s irresponsible.

Suddenly, she recalled the rare times Xi Zi’s father had come to pick him up. He seemed so stern and intimidating that even she felt uneasy. Perhaps Xi Zi’s calm and reserved demeanor was because of his father.

As a teacher in this kindergarten, she didn’t know every child’s family background, but one thing was clear: any child admitted here came from an exceptional family.

Though Xi Zi was quiet and low-profile in class, his natural elegance made him stand out—not just in appearance, but in the innate aristocratic aura he carried, unmatched even in the entire kindergarten.

She knew she had no right to pry into these children’s private lives; her job was to take care of them well during the day. But she couldn’t deny that Xi Zi was her favorite in class: quiet, obedient, intelligent, and well-behaved, never causing concern. Seeing him self-studying elementary school materials left her astounded.

Luckily, the teacher hadn’t seen the books he studied at home. Otherwise, her shock would have been even greater.

Initially, she thought perhaps some negative factors contributed—parents’ high expectations, the pressures of a large family… But Su Ruo patiently explained that Xi Zi’s brilliance was natural. His father was smart, he inherited that intelligence, and there was no coercion at all.

She even wished that Xi Zi were a bit more outgoing—at just five, he was already as composed as his father, hardly showing any childlike traits. At home, he was practically royalty; no one dared to force him to do anything.

Understanding the situation, the young teacher felt deeply embarrassed, wishing she could vanish on the spot. She had overthought it entirely! Sheepishly, she apologized repeatedly to Su Ruo.

Su Ruo shook her head, laughing. She assured the teacher she wasn’t upset at all and even joked about how pleased she was to see the teacher care so much for her child.

Xi Zi, listening to their conversation, was surprised. How could the teacher have thought that way?

After leaving kindergarten, Su Ruo chuckled as she remembered the incident, crouching to lightly tap Xi Zi’s nose and teasing him:

“Son, did you hear that? Your teacher said I was ruining your childhood! Poor me! Do you think you should play with other kids more?”

“Going to kindergarten was already my compromise,” Xi Zi replied, looking troubled and frowning at his mother’s suggestion.

Su Ruo was defeated again by her little grown-up son.

“Alright, alright. Xi Zi, you decide. I respect you. You’re already smarter than me anyway, my dear.”

Seeing her son’s troubled expression, Su Ruo sighed. She was telling the truth: the little guy’s intelligence surpassed hers, sometimes painfully so.

Xi Zi relaxed slightly, trusting his mother’s sincerity. He really didn’t want to play with childish games. He’d rather go to the training grounds with his father to “exercise.”

Indeed, father and son often went together, claiming it was physical training whenever Su Ruo asked.

True to his lineage, Xi Zi shared his father’s natural enthusiasm for the military, even at such a young age.

Su Ruo drove Xi Zi home but stopped briefly at a pharmacy along the way.

When Xi Yuechen returned home, Su Ruo was lounging like royalty on the sofa, leisurely eating an apple, soft music playing in the background, while Xi Zi quietly read on her other side.

The atmosphere was peaceful, but Xi Yuechen sensed something amiss—and he was right.

Hearing the door open, Su Ruo looked up with a serene smile.

“Commander, come here. I have something to tell you.”

Xi Yuechen joined her, gesturing for her to sit up, then sat beside her.

“What is it?” he asked, sipping his sour plum drink, thinking fondly that she hadn’t forgotten to make it.

“I… can’t tell you so easily,” Su Ruo said, lifting her head arrogantly, not even looking at him.

Xi Yuechen was silent, perplexed by her unusual behavior. Something had clearly provoked her…

“What happened?” he asked.

Su Ruo glared at him, clenching her teeth.

“Xi Zi, what’s going on with your mom?” Xi Yuechen asked, realizing he wouldn’t get an immediate answer from Su Ruo. He turned to Xi Zi instead.

Before Su Ruo could react, Xi Zi replied decisively: “She’s pregnant.”

Crash… Su Ruo felt like something inside her had shattered. She glared at Xi Zi, exasperated.

“Son, whose side are you on?!”

This was her long-awaited child with Xi Yuechen! How could he reveal it so casually? Su Ruo lamented inwardly.

Yet Xi Yuechen’s reaction was unexpectedly calm, serene, as if nothing had happened.

“This… your reaction?” Su Ruo exclaimed, pointing at him, then quickly added, “Don’t you want this child?”

Xi Yuechen finally changed expression, frowning at Su Ruo. “What nonsense are you talking? I knew you were pregnant all along.”

Poof…

Su Ruo choked on her own saliva, coughing furiously, while Xi Yuechen gently patted her back.

“How careless,” he scolded softly.

Su Ruo barely noticed his words, panicking. “How did you know?”

Xi Yuechen glanced at their son, who remained unaffected and continued reading, then leaned close to whisper in Su Ruo’s ear:

“You haven’t… come for a long time.”

Su Ruo didn’t immediately catch on, but soon turned red with embarrassment and anger. She could only glare at Xi Yuechen, too flustered to respond properly.

She wanted to shout, “You despicable, shameless scoundrel!” But their son was right there!

Then she realized why he hadn’t done any nighttime exercise recently… it was premeditated!

Flushed with emotion, she playfully swung her fists at Xi Yuechen, yelling, “This is too much! How can you… bully me like this…”

Hearing the commotion, Xi Zi glanced up, saw his mighty father being “attacked” by his mother, but remained unmoved, returning to his book—after all, his father was allowing it.

“I was waiting for you to realize it, but I’m very happy, very excited,” Xi Yuechen whispered softly, his voice tender as if speaking words of love.

Su Ruo felt her heart stir, but still found it insufficiently satisfying, tilting her head to glare.

Unexpectedly, she was met with Xi Yuechen’s rare smile, filled with deep affection. His handsome face radiated warmth, utterly captivating.

Su Ruo felt enchanted, her cheeks burning, heartbeat racing.

Awww, so unfair! Using your looks to intimidate! I want to go back to my parents’ house!

Yet an uncontrollable sweetness surged through her, filling her entire body with joy.

She and Xi Yuechen were expecting another child—Xi Zi would soon have a younger sibling. How could she not be happy?

Seeing Su Ruo calm down, Xi Yuechen wrapped his arm around her waist, his smile never fading, his presence gentle and soothing.

“Xi Zi, call your grandparents and tell them the good news.”

Xi Yuechen didn’t forget to share the joyous news. The happiest person was him—his little woman was carrying his child. The happiness overwhelmed him.

He had known all along but waited for Su Ruo to discover it herself, quietly savoring the joy.

“Commander, I have one more thing to tell you,” he whispered.

Su Ruo, leaning against him, drowsy, murmured softly:

“I love you… more and more.”

She smiled mischievously, then drifted completely to sleep, unaware of the overwhelming tenderness on Xi Yuechen’s face.

“I love you too,” he whispered back, his words faint but filled with warmth, drifting through the quiet room.

[The End]