Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Song Chengyue slowly put down the phone, a pleased smile on his face, and said: "With your current grades, you should be able to enter the best universities in the country."

Just after Song Chengyue finished speaking, Song Yian gently put down the chopsticks in his hand. His eyes were firm and he said in a steady tone: "I want to apply to a university abroad."

Song Chengyue was shocked when he heard this. "Overseas?" He frowned slightly. "Hasn't your dream always been to study at Q University? Why do you suddenly want to go abroad?"

Song Yian's mind flashed back to Shen Xi's grades. He knew very well that with Shen Xi's current grades, it would be impossible for him to go to a slightly better university in China. Song Chengyue's limit for raising him in poverty was only before college. After college, he would have enough money to allow Shen Xi to go to a better university abroad. And he didn't want to leave Shen Xi, so he simply told his family in advance that he wanted to go to college abroad.

"I think the Finance Department of H University would be better for me. So I want to give it a try to see if I can pass the exam." Song Yian explained seriously.

"It's up to you. You have to know that you have never thought about applying to a foreign university before, and you haven't made the corresponding preparations. Now there are only the last six months before the college entrance examination. Do you think there is enough time?" Song Chengyue asked with some concern.

"That's about right." Song Yian's tone was full of confidence.

Song Chengyue looked at him with a confident look and said nothing more. "Then it's up to you."

At night, after the two returned to their rooms, they began to talk on the phone.

"Xixi, I miss you." Song Yian's tone was as sticky as a puppy, completely different from the coldness when he just talked to his father.

"Me too, we can see each other after the New Year."

"But I can't wait to see you now. We've only been apart for a short while, why does it feel like we've been apart for years?"

Song Yian's tone was full of tenderness and his voice sounded aggrieved, which made Shen Xi's heart melt.

"Then I'll come back earlier."

"it is good."

When Song Yian heard him say this, he immediately agreed, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

At this moment, the grievance in his tone disappeared, as if he was waiting for Shen Xi to say this.

Shen Xi originally wanted to chat for a while, but Jiang Jiayue asked the nanny to bring up a cup of hot milk.

His door was closed, so the nanny knocked on it with her hand.

"Master, Madam asked me to bring you some hot milk."

Shen Xi's body stiffened, and after he came to his senses, he immediately hung up the phone.

He opened the door and took the milk.

"Thank you for your hard work. I need to rest now. Please don't come up to disturb me anymore."

"Okay, Master."

On the other side, Song Yian, who was hung up on, was a little confused. "Why did Xixi hang up the phone?"

He didn't care about the word "Young Master" at all, he was just curious why Shen Xi suddenly hung up the phone.

After a minute or two, Shen Xi felt very nervous.

He was worried that Song Yian had noticed something, but he also felt that he might be overthinking.

He stood in the room, still holding the cup of hot milk in his hand. The temperature was transferred through the cup to his hand, calming him down a little.

Shen Xi took a deep breath and called Song Yian again. Song Yian had been waiting by the phone, and he picked up the phone as soon as it rang.

"Xixi, why did you hang up on me all of a sudden?"

Song Yian asked anxiously.

"The signal here is not good. I can't hear your voice, so I hung up."

"Oh, that's good. I was worried about what happened to you."

"What could possibly happen to me?"

Shen Xi listened to his normal tone and thought that he probably didn't find anything, so he stopped worrying.