WBSGVS Chapter 138 V1

Qingli’s words were truly infuriating!

Yang Qing was fuming.

But before she could even curse her out, Qingli had already hung up, leaving her with no outlet for her frustration.

The worst part was that Yang Qing couldn’t even complain. As soon as she stepped outside, her precious son’s big, pitiful eyes were staring up at her. No matter how much it pained her, she had to force a smile and say, “Your dad agreed. We’ll go check it out tomorrow. You can try a class first, and if it works out, you’ll study there long-term!”

Xia Zhihao was overjoyed. Finally, he could learn a talent and no longer feel envious of others!

But that happiness only lasted a month.

He soon realized that learning the piano was incredibly dull and complicated.

Even the simplest pieces required endless practice. The constant sound of the piano was grating on his ears, and he couldn’t sit still. The longer he sat, the more restless he became. And the moment he moved, the teacher would scold him.

To make matters worse, there were both standard sheet music and simplified notation. The latter was easier, but of course, the teacher insisted they practice with the more difficult version.

Xia Zhihao was not a patient person. The only reason he did well in school now was because of the advantage of being reborn. In his past life, he had been a total slacker—one who was utterly obsessed with video games!

Now, even though he wanted to learn, his natural tendencies as a former academic failure made it impossible to concentrate.

After much internal struggle, Xia Zhihao decided that maybe the piano just wasn’t for him. He started pestering Yang Qing to let him switch to street dance instead—at least that wouldn’t require sitting still.

At first, Yang Qing refused. But when her son threw a tantrum and refused to attend classes, she had no choice but to go and ask if they could get a refund.

Unfortunately, since the tuition had already been paid, getting the money back wasn’t so easy. After a lot of back and forth, she managed to get a partial refund—but they still lost over a thousand yuan.

That was more than a month’s worth of groceries for their family!

But before long, Xia Zhihao grew tired of street dance too. He lost interest even faster than he had with the piano—because street dance was exhausting!

Throwing a tantrum once was one thing, but twice? That wasn’t going to fly.

Yang Qing told Xia Yong about it, and he immediately scolded their son over a video call, forbidding him from switching again.

Xia Zhihao had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it.

And so, street dance became his “special skill.” But to say he was particularly good at it? Not really. It was too tiring, and he hated hard work. He slacked off in class and never practiced in private.

Meanwhile, Qingli was busy working her way up, steadily becoming the most outstanding newcomer at her law firm.

Xia Zhihao, on the other hand, was miserably forcing himself to learn an art he didn’t enjoy—regretting it so much that he could practically feel his intestines twisting with regret.

That said, learning a skill did have its benefits. At the very least, he no longer looked like the chubby, greasy mess he had been in his past life.

By the time his grand tenth birthday celebration rolled around, he had even performed, earning praise from everyone in attendance. He was already smart enough to rank at the top of his class without much studying, and now he could dance too.

Many people complimented Xia Yong and Yang Qing, saying they were truly blessed parents.

The two of them were so happy that their smiles never left their faces. No matter how exhausting or painful life had been, at that moment, it all seemed to disappear.

Then, Xia Zhihao’s second aunt’s husband asked, “By the way, where’s A’Li? Feels like I haven’t seen her in ages.”

Yang Qing’s smile stiffened slightly as she replied, “She’s busy with work. No time to come back.”

Xia Zhihao’s second aunt frowned. “No matter how busy she is, she should make time for her little brother’s tenth birthday!”

Yang Qing wasn’t happy about it either. She had told her daughter about the celebration months ago, but Qingli had simply said she was too busy. Losing a day of work would cost her hundreds of yuan. If it were for her parents, she could take a leave of absence, but for her younger brother? That wasn’t her responsibility.

How heartless!

But since she refused to come, no one could force her.

Xia Yong had tried calling her to scold her, but Qingli had simply blocked them again. She still hadn’t unblocked them to this day.

With a sarcastic tone, Yang Qing sneered, “Oh, she’s got a mind of her own now. Doesn’t even listen to her parents. Whether she comes back or not—who cares! It’s not like we can rely on her anyway!”

“You shouldn’t say that,” Xia Zhihao’s second aunt chided, shaking her head in disapproval. “She’s still your daughter! Give me her number—I’ll call her.”

By now, Xia Zhihao was ten years old. He was old enough to understand things.

This sister of his was completely different from his past life. She was tough and never gave him any special treatment. But he had heard that she was already working as a lawyer at a prestigious law firm, and deep down, he still wanted to have a good relationship with her.

So, without hesitation, he chirped, “I know it! I know it! It’s 134—”

His second aunt immediately dialed the number.

A moment later, the call connected.

“Hello?”

“A’Li! It’s your second aunt!” she said cheerfully, putting the call on speaker so everyone around could chime in.

Qingli greeted them all with a polite smile.

After exchanging pleasantries, her second aunt sighed and said in a half-joking tone, “You know, work is important, but skipping your little brother’s tenth birthday? Really?”

This was typical family chit-chat. But Qingli had little patience for relatives who made these kinds of remarks while knowing nothing of the situation.

So, she simply responded with a bright laugh, “Oh, second aunt, of course work is important! My parents stopped giving me money when I was a sophomore in college—no tuition, no living expenses. If I hadn’t started working, I would have had to drop out. So why would I waste money on a birthday banquet for my brother? If I attend, I’d just end up losing money.”

Her crisp, clear voice rang out from the speakerphone.

Since the call had drawn everyone’s attention, the surrounding relatives had already quieted down to listen. Now, after hearing this, they all turned to stare at Yang Qing and Xia Yong with strange expressions.