Niu Hulu Ting

Shen Ting looked at the comments, nodded in satisfaction, then held his phone out to his mommy.

Mother Shen took a curious look. Oh wow, how amazing. They really had stopped insulting him.

"Little Treasure, you're incredible!" Mother Shen gazed at her darling youngest son with stars in her eyes.

"Oh, nothing special. Just the best in the world." Shen Ting couldn't help laughing as he waved a hand.

"Is this some mysterious power from the East?" Mother Shen kept scrolling through the comments.

"No, no, no. This is the power of money." Shen Ting shook his head inscrutably, holding both hands earnestly to his chest.

Mother Shen nodded, only half understanding. In any case, this meant she wouldn't have to argue with people online tonight and could finally get a proper night's beauty sleep.

"Oh, Little Treasure, aren't you going on that dating show or whatever tomorrow?" Mother Shen suddenly remembered with a yawn.

"Yeah." Shen Ting searched his memories and nodded. The show did indeed start tomorrow.

"Will they start filming you here at home, then? I think they're starting with your big brother at his private villa."

The question caught Shen Ting off guard. He opened the show's work group chat on his phone. The address the original owner of his body had sent seemed to be this one, so what was there to agonize over?

"They'll start filming me here at home."

"All right, all right. Don't worry. Mommy and Daddy definitely won't hold you back." A fighting spirit suddenly blazed from Mother Shen.

Shen Ting clutched his aching shoulder, his face contorted. My dear mother, isn't that grip of yours a little too strong? Can my dad take it?

Sure enough, speak of the devil and he would appear. The front door opened again.

A handsome middle-aged man in an immaculate suit, exuding an imposing air, walked in while adjusting his cuffs.

An assistant followed behind him.

"Honey~ You're home! Here, let me take your jacket." An elegant voice suddenly sounded beside Shen Ting's ear.

Shen Ting stared blankly at the gentle, refined lady beside him. Wait, you weren't like this just now.

"All right, I already told you everything on the way here. Just pass those instructions along." After handing his jacket to Mother Shen, the domineering CEO-like man waved at the person behind him.

"Yes, Mr. Shen." Wearing a grave expression and standing ramrod straight, the assistant nodded solemnly, then turned and left with a flourish.

Father Shen nodded in satisfaction, sat on the sofa, and took a sip of the coffee the butler had set on the table earlier.

"Honey~~~" Seeing that a sip of her coffee was missing, Mother Shen's voice suddenly took eighteen twists and turns as both her hands reached for the neck of the man on the sofa.

"Hello, darling. Have a seat, darling. Let me help you drink your coffee." Father Shen shuddered at her touch and quickly stood up, patted the spot where he had been sitting, then added milk and sugar to the coffee in front of him and offered it to his beloved wife.

Mother Shen sat on the sofa in satisfaction and lowered her head slightly.

Father Shen held the coffee cup in both hands and brought it to Mother Shen's lips. After she drank, he even remembered to take a tissue and wipe her mouth.

Watching this, Shen Ting's eye and mouth twitched at the same time. So you two are the real actors here, seamlessly switching between how you act around outsiders and at home?

"Little Treasure, what are you standing there for? Come sit!" Mother Shen beckoned to Shen Ting.

Shen Ting sat down on the sofa without hesitation. By then, Father Shen had resumed his serious expression.

"I told you not to go into showbiz, but you insisted. Now you're getting attacked, aren't you? You should have joined the company sooner and learned properly from your brother. Then I could hand the company over to you two and retire with honors." Father Shen looked at his youngest son in exasperation.

"Don't! Please don't!!!" Shen Ting sprang to his feet in agitation, holding out a hand to stop his father.

"Hmm?" Father Shen looked utterly puzzled.

"You absolutely can't retire that early. If you retire early, this company will be finished!"

"You don't trust your big brother?" Father Shen was even more puzzled. His two sons had been close since childhood, and their relationship had only grown better as they grew up.

"I do. Of course I do. I trust that he's a hopeless romantic. I trust that he'll sacrifice the whole company for a man. If I trust him, I'll end up living on air." Thinking of what that lovesick doormat of an older brother had done in the novel, Shen Ting had an endless stream of complaints in his head. Absolutely endless.

"Aren't you the hopeless romantic?" Father Shen and Mother Shen exchanged a look at his words and spoke in unison.

"Not anymore, obviously. The me of today is no longer the me of the past. Today, I am Niu Hulu Ting, brimming with wisdom." Shen Ting rose from the sofa and spread his arms to embrace the sky. Behind him, the elderly butler happened to switch on the living room chandelier because it was getting dark.

Father Shen blinked. It's over. It's over. This boy really has gone mad, and it looks pretty serious.

Shen Ting had no idea what his father was thinking. He clasped his father's hand tightly in both of his.

"Daddy, promise me you'll take care of your health and fight alongside the company to the very end, okay?"

Father Shen nodded. He had learned that one must never contradict someone mentally unstable like this. He could only agree for now and see how things went later.

After receiving a definite answer from his father, Shen Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief. He waved to them both with lively enthusiasm and returned to his room upstairs.

As soon as Father Shen saw him leave, he wrapped both arms tightly around his beloved wife.

"Darling, has that boy really gone mad?"

"Nonsense. Our Little Treasure has finally wised up." Mother Shen yawned.