After Marrying the Top Alpha of a Wealthy Family, I Am Spoiled Rotten Chapter 83

On the first day of school, Lin Chuanwu got up early, put on his brand-new school uniform, said goodbye to his grandpa, and got into the car that would take him to school.

The car didn't head straight to the school but stopped in front of an old residential building.

Lin Chuanwu jumped out of the car, backpack on his shoulders, and rushed up to the third floor, knocking on Wen Yan's door, "Yan Yan! Wifey! Wifey!"

Wen Yan, who was slowly having breakfast, heard Lin Chuanwu's voice, gulped down his milk, and quickly changed his shoes while biting a piece of bread.

Wen's mother chased after him with a plate of fried eggs, "Yan Yan, you haven't eaten your eggs yet."

"Mom, I don't want them."

"Be careful at school, and get along well with your classmates and teachers," Wen's mother advised at the door.

"Okay, I know."

Wen Yan and Lin Chuanwu hurried downstairs together.

Wen's mother saw the two of them holding hands and couldn't help but sigh, these two little kids have such a good relationship!

In the car, Lin Chuanwu had prepared dinner for Wen Yan, who hadn't eaten enough earlier, so he continued eating in the car.

Lin Chuanwu hadn't had breakfast either, but when Wen Yan offered to share, he refused and just kept watching Wen Yan.

Wen Yan's hair was neatly combed by his mom, his little face was clean and fair, and he looked both handsome and cute in his school uniform. The best part was that their clothes were the same, even their shoes matched.

Lin Chuanwu was overjoyed.

In half an hour, the driver smoothly dropped them off at the school gate.

They attended a prestigious school, and the entrance was particularly grand, with many luxury cars parked outside.

Lin Chuanwu held Wen Yan's hand as they got out of the car and walked into the school gate, but Wen Yan wouldn't let him hold it any longer.

Lin Chuanwu frowned, just about to question him, when he caught sight of someone out of the corner of his eye—it was Zhao Yuzhi.

Zhao Yuzhi saw him too.

"Bro, where have you been these three years? Every time I went to your house to find you, your grandpa said you weren't there!"

Zhao Yuzhi, still sleepy, spoke while sniffling.

Lin Chuanwu was quite disgusted; he didn't remember Zhao Yuzhi having a runny nose as a kid!

He pulled Wen Yan away, keeping him at a distance.

"Whoa! Who's this? So cute! Did your grandpa also find you a child bride like Cheng Xiangyu?"

Zhao Yuzhi saw Wen Yan and forgot to wipe his nose, letting a long string of snot dangle near his mouth.

Wen Yan couldn't stand it, found a tissue in his backpack, and handed it to him, "Um, your nose..."

Zhao Yuzhi sniffed hard, and the snot was instantly sucked back in.

Lin Chuanwu was dumbfounded.

He couldn't understand how he used to play with him as a kid, and he dragged Wen Yan away as if escaping.

The school's teaching building was also very grand, and Lin Chuanwu led Wen Yan to find their classroom.

The seats in the classroom were already arranged, with names on the desks, and Lin Chuanwu and Wen Yan's names were next to each other.

As soon as Lin Chuanwu and Wen Yan sat down, Zhao Yuzhi came over.

Sniffling, he asked, "Why did you guys run so fast?"

"Go sit in your own seat!" Lin Chuanwu said.

Zhao Yuzhi sat behind Lin Chuanwu, put his backpack down, and chuckled, "I originally asked my dad to choose you as my desk mate, but someone else was there, so I had to sit behind you."

"Lin Chuanwu, we'll still be good friends, right~~"

"And Wen Yan, it's Wen Yan, right," Zhao Yuzhi glanced at the name on Wen Yan's desk, "the three of us will be good friends."

Lin Chuanwu didn't want to say a word to him!

Two more classmates entered the class, and Lin Chuanwu was slightly surprised.

It was a mini version of Cheng Xiangyu and Xie Yan.

Cheng Xiangyu was carrying two backpacks, following closely behind Xie Yan, and after finding their seats, he even pulled out a chair for Xie Yan, not letting him sit until he wiped it clean.

He was so attentive, completely different from his arrogant self when he grew up. It was true that people don't cherish what they have once they get it.

Lin Chuanwu watched with amusement, taking a picture with his smartwatch, planning to show it to Cheng Xiangyu when Xie Yan wanted a divorce.

The day passed, and the driver came to pick up Lin Chuanwu and Wen Yan.

In the car, Lin Chuanwu asked Wen Yan, "How do you feel? Can you adapt?"

Wen Yan nodded, "Everyone is pretty nice."

Lin Chuanwu wasn't happy to hear that. Wen Yan was more popular than he imagined, and on the first day of school, several boys with runny noses, like Zhao Yuzhi, came to talk to Wen Yan.

"You can only think I'm nice."

Sometimes Wen Yan didn't know what he said to make Lin Chuanwu angry, but he had learned how to appease him.

"Yeah, others are just okay, but Chuanwu is the best in my heart," Wen Yan said softly.

Lin Chuanwu's expression softened.

"Then come home with me."

"I want to sleep with you, or I can't sleep."

Wen Yan hesitated.

"Grandpa's not home, I'm the only one at my place," Lin Chuanwu continued.

"Then I'll ask my mom."

"Call your mom now."

"Okay."

Wen's mother didn't agree.

"Chuanwu, I'm sorry, my mom won't let me go to your house," Wen Yan was a bit sad too.

"Then I'll stay at your house tonight."

Wen Yan's eyes lit up, "Then I'll ask my mom."

Wen's mother agreed.

Lin Chuanwu also called his grandpa, who was busy lately, and let Lin Chuanwu stay at Wen Yan's house.

After dinner, the two of them lay in bed early, playing games on the iPad.

Wen's mother brought them fruit, seeing them with their heads together, engrossed in the game, she warned them, "Only two hours."

"Okay, mom."

Wen's mother closed the door and left.

Two hours later, Wen's mother came to take the iPad away, and Wen Yan and Lin Chuanwu were reluctant.

"Mom..."

Wen's mother wasn't soft-hearted at all, "Play again tomorrow."

Wen Yan and Lin Chuanwu lay in bed, unable to sleep.

Lin Chuanwu squirmed a bit and hugged Wen Yan. Summer had passed, but it was still a bit hot, and Wen Yan pushed him away.

Lin Chuanwu bit his face, "You're pushing me again."

"In the morning, I held your hand, and you wouldn't let me."

"We're grown up now, people will think it's weird if they see us," Wen Yan explained.

"What's so weird about it?" Lin Chuanwu buried his head in Wen Yan's soft, fragrant neck, "When we're ten, fifteen, twenty, eighty, I want to hold your hand."

"You're my wife."

Wen Yan was six years old and knew about shame, his ears turning slightly red, "Why do you keep saying things like that?"

"Because it's true."

Lin Chuanwu planned to tell Wen Yan every day that he was his wife, so he'd gradually believe he was his wife and could only marry him.

Wen Yan couldn't argue with him and closed his eyes to sleep.

Half-asleep, he could still hear Lin Chuanwu's mantra-like words, 'You can only marry me, you're my wife.'

In the blink of an eye, six years passed, and Wen Yan and Lin Chuanwu's elementary school days ended happily.

On graduation day, the school hired a photographer to take their graduation photos.

Their classmates gathered on the playground, and the teacher arranged their positions.

The shorter ones stood in front, the taller ones in the back.

At twelve, Wen Yan wasn't the shortest in the class, but not the tallest either, so the teacher placed him in the middle.

But Lin Chuanwu had grown like crazy over the six years, shooting up to 1.6 meters, a head taller than Wen Yan, and stood out in the class, so he had to stand at the back.

Separated by two rows from Wen Yan.

Lin Chuanwu looked at the back of Zhao Yuzhi and Cheng Xiangyu's heads, very displeased, "You two, move aside."

Zhao Yuzhi and Cheng Xiangyu immediately understood, and when the photographer was about to take the picture, they made way for Lin Chuanwu to stand behind Wen Yan.

Lin Chuanwu made a peace sign over Wen Yan's head and smiled arrogantly at the camera.

With a click, the photo was taken.

By the time they got the photos, it was already summer vacation.

Wen Yan then noticed Lin Chuanwu standing behind him, making peace signs over his head like ears, and Lin Chuanwu was smiling so happily and boldly.

Meanwhile, Cheng Xiangyu and Zhao Yuzhi looked particularly awkward, their bodies tilted as if they were about to fall.

Wen Yan looked at it again and again, finally hiding the graduation photo in his little box.

The little box held all his cherished things.

Wen Yan noticed something was off with his mom just before middle school started.

His mom started wearing brightly colored dresses, putting on lipstick, and going out on weekends, coming back very happy.

"I think my mom is dating someone," Wen Yan said to Lin Chuanwu when he came over.

Lin Chuanwu immediately cupped his face, observing his expression.

At twelve, Wen Yan had grown a bit, with delicate features, red lips, and white teeth, very handsome.

But at that moment, he wasn't as carefree as before, looking a bit dejected.

"Do you not want your mom to date?" Lin Chuanwu asked.

Wen Yan shook his head immediately, "As long as mom is happy."

"It's okay, you can tell me the truth," Lin Chuanwu said.

Wen Yan looked at him, and the little bit of abandonment he felt disappeared instantly. No matter what, Chuanwu would always be with him.

"I do feel a bit sad, just a little," Wen Yan confessed.

Compared to selfishly wanting his mom to stay single for him, he hoped she could find her own happiness.

And his mom had been single for years, raising him alone, which was tough. He hoped someone could share the burden with her.

*

A few days later, Wen's mother called Wen Yan, who was reviewing middle school knowledge, to the living room.

Wen's mother said nervously, "Yan Yan, mom has something to tell you."

"Mom has a boyfriend."

"Really?" Wen Yan pretended to be happy.

Wen's mother relaxed a bit at his reaction.

"Yes, in a few days, mom wants to have a meal with you and him. He also has a child, about your age."

"Okay."

Lin Chuanwu immediately guessed who the other person was when he heard they had a child too.

"I'll go with you."

"That's not appropriate. The other person is bringing their child, and my mom is bringing hers. We can't say you're also my mom's child, right?"

Wen Yan lay in bed, talking to Lin Chuanwu on the phone.

"Why not?" Lin Chuanwu retorted.

"When you marry me, won't I be your mom's daughter..."

Realizing what Lin Chuanwu was about to say, Wen Yan quickly interrupted him.

"Okay, I'll take you with me."

On the day of the meal, Lin Chuanwu wore a tailored suit, his hair slicked back. His grandpa saw his still youthful face dressed so maturely and asked, "Why are you dressed like that?"

Lin Chuanwu put on sunglasses, of course, to meet the rival!

Lin Chuanwu arrived at the mall where they were eating first, and Wen Yan and his mom arrived shortly after.

After Lin Chuanwu told Wen Yan where he was, he watched as Wen Yan walked right past him, saying, "Didn't you say you were here? Where are you?"

Lin Chuanwu didn't expect that he wouldn't recognize him dressed so handsomely, so he immediately took off his sunglasses, "Wen Yan!"

Wen Yan turned around, looked at him, and asked uncertainly, "Chuanwu?"

"I dressed so handsomely, and you didn't recognize me?" Lin Chuanwu was angry.

Wen Yan felt guilty, "Sorry, you do look a bit unfamiliar dressed like that."

"Am I handsome?" Lin Chuanwu asked.

Actually, Wen Yan thought he looked cuter and more handsome in his school uniform, but he still said, "Very handsome."

"It's because you're too handsome that I didn't dare to recognize you."

Lin Chuanwu was pleased, circling Wen Yan to take a look. Wen Yan was also wearing new clothes, looking even more handsome and delicate.

Lin Chuanwu was slightly on guard, thinking that guy might have fallen for Wen Yan at first sight, just like him.

After a while, Wen's mother got off work too. Seeing Lin Chuanwu, she was also surprised, then couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you dressed so handsomely?"

Then Wen's mother took the two of them to the restaurant the other party had reserved. It was a private room, and the three of them sat waiting. After a while, a man with a gentle appearance opened the door.

Behind him was a boy, and with just one look, Lin Chuanwu recognized him as Wen Shichuan.