Jiang Wang had been handsome since he was little.
Starting in fourth grade, girls began writing him love letters. Whenever that happened, he would take the letters home to show Jiang Yang and Jiang Niya, making the couple roar with laughter.
Despite maintaining the aloof air of a top student at school, he was no different from any other child once he returned home.
Because his grades had always been good, whenever Jiang Yang and Jiang Niya attended parent-teacher meetings, the teachers praised them as examples for the other parents to learn from.
Some parents of very high standing sometimes thought the teachers lacked discernment. However outstanding someone else's child might be, could he ever become someone with power and connections like theirs?
But once they saw Jiang Yang and Jiang Niya, they would abandon that thought.
Their bearing was far too noble, especially Jiang Yang's. The imperial air he had developed from spending so long high above others made it clear at a glance that he held a lofty position.
When Jiang Wang was eleven, he graduated from elementary school.
At that point.
When Jiang Wang returned home in high spirits and announced that he had graduated with the best grades in his elementary school, Jiang Yang instead asked him a question.
"Wang'er, have you made any good friends over the years?"
That silenced Jiang Wang.
Because he was so outstanding academically and handsome as well, everyone at school put him on a pedestal. Why would he concern himself with what anyone else thought?
There were people who admired and idolized him, but he genuinely had few friends.
He was proud.
Although Jiang Niya had spoken to him about this before, he had never taken it seriously.
So Jiang Yang said with a smile.
"Your dad knows the pride