When Wang Ye saw that his parents had not reacted for a long while, he had no choice but to cough lightly, finally bringing them back to their senses.
The two of them stopped staring at the computer screen and began staring at Wang Ye instead.
Their gazes made Wang Ye feel uncomfortable all over. He gave an awkward laugh. "What's wrong with you two? Why are you staring at me? Don't you recognize me anymore?"
His father shook his head and sighed. "You know, looking at you now, I really do feel like I don't recognize you anymore!"
His mother hurriedly nodded in agreement.
It was not that Wang Ye's appearance had changed much. Rather, after suddenly gaining so many identities and honors, his parents began to find him unfamiliar.
Was this still the son from five years ago, before he had gone abroad?
Obviously not!
They had not noticed without looking closely, but now Wang Ye exuded a kind of confidence from his very bones—perhaps it could even be called authority—that he absolutely had not possessed five years ago!
Perhaps this was what people meant by "position nurtures one's bearing, and environment shapes one's body"!
Status and surroundings really could change a person's temperament. People in high positions were always different from others!
It was only because Wang Ye was their son, and deliberately restrained himself in front of them, that they had not sensed it at first.
But now that they knew about Wang Ye's identities, looking at him again felt entirely different...
Wang Ye's mother was a little better off. She did not have a clear concept of things like "Speaker of the Duma" or "director." She was only thinking about Wang Ye's fiancée, who seemed quite lovely!
But Wang Ye's father was far more deeply