Loâ and behold, Yan Shuyu actually did look it up. Seemingly well-prepared, she replied, âYes, I looked into it after I got home and plan to take my examination at the musical institution. They were more authoritative and their certifications are generally well accepted. But, all of these institutions only hold their examinations during summer and winter, itâs still a few months away.â
Yang Zifeng nodded and asked again, âHave you put in your application yet?â
âNo, not yet,â Yan Shuyu was openly broke, she made a fist and said, âI will as soon as I get paid.â
Yang Zifeng didnât believe that she was so broke she couldnât afford the application fees, so he just assumed that she was kidding. He busted out laughing and said to her, âMy nieceâs piano teacher also graduated from a musical institution. She should have more information on that. Iâll find out more from her on the preparation for the piano examination or any reference books etc.â
Yan Shuyu accepted his kind offer, âThank you so much, Manager Yang! I will take you to lunch when I get my pay!â
She was just being polite, but Manager Yang nodded seriously, âOkay, I am looking forward to that.â
Yan Shuyu paused for a second, then quickly relaxed. Thatâs alright, she would have money soon; she could afford to take him out.
As pleasantly surprised from money falling from the sky, Yan Shuyu happily left for home while holding her sonâs hand in hers. She didnât even sleep in the next morning, but woke up early in the morning to shower and put on her makeup. Donning the new dress that she bought, she headed ebulliently to the hotel with her son in toll.
Yan Shuyu only decided to bring her son with her because her colleagues were fighting over him; she didnât think too much about it. When the long-waiting Manager Chen saw that, she was dumbfounded, âXiao Yan, you⦠your brought your son with you?â
âItâs the weekend, and thereâs no kindergarten today! I didnât want to leave him home by himself, so I thought Iâd just bring him with me.â All Yan Shuyu could think of was her paycheck so she hadnât noticed the look on Manager Chenâs face. She did, however, looked at her hands and noticed that they were empty.
It almost looked like Manager Chen was waiting for her at the lobby. Instead of feeling honored, Yan Shuyu was more concerned about where she had left the paperwork. Anxiously, she asked, âManager, am I signing the paperwork now?â
Manager Chen gave her a complex look. With a little hesitation, she decided to follow her original plan. Smiling, she said, âI didnât know you will get here so fast. I left your paperwork upstairs.â
Oh, so she wasnât here waiting for her specifically. Yan Shuyu wasnât disappointed, quite the contrary, she was very understanding, âNo problem, we can head upstairs with you.â
Zhang Yuanjia had never been to Hotel Dorsett before and it was also the very first time he has been to a fancy hotel. He couldnât help but to look around in the lobby, curiosity filled his big eyes. Once they stepped into the elevator, he further couldnât help himself but reached out his little hand and touched the bright and smooth interior walls.
Chen Jing was originally stunned by Yan Shuyuâs move of bringing her son with her, but now that she saw the cute and well-behaved little boy, she couldnât help but grew fond of him and praised, âYour son is so pretty. Even if he looks half like you, thatâs pretty cute already. Cuter than any kids I have seen before.â
Yan Shuyu didnât even need to say anything, the little boy looked up by himself, blinked his large eyes and gave Chen Jing the sweetest smile, âThank you, aunty.â
Chen Jing couldnât help but rubbed him on his head and said gently, âYou are welcome. Aunty meant what she said.â
The four-year old might have been very polite, but Yan Shuyu was not so much. Shamelessly she smiled, âIf he looks more like me, he will really be the cutest kid in the world.â
Chen Jing chuckled a little politely, she wasnât sure how to respond to that. On the other hand, the little kiddo got curious, turned his head and asked, âHow come Yuanbao doesnât look more like mom?â
âI dunno,â replied Yan Shuyu casually. âPerhaps you look more like your dad.â
Hearing that Zhang Yuanjaiâs eye lit up suddenly, his little face brimming with anticipation as he looked up at his mother.