His expression was no longer anxious. Things had finally reached this point. Now that the moment was here, Chen Yuan felt a strange sense of relief.
From now on, he wouldn't have to bear this guilt alone anymore.
This novel feeling arose within him, like a cat that had been secretly raiding the pantry, finally discovered by its owner next to the nearly empty bag of treats. He no longer had to feign perfect obedience. Instead, under his family's shocked gazes, he was about to just flop down in surrender.
It was as if to say: 'See? I'm not the person you imagine me to be.'
Ever since Mr. and Mrs. Chen sent Chen Yuan to Lanjing University, their phone calls had been filled with endless advice that put immense pressure on him.
For example, they'd tell him to prioritize his studies and grow into a fine young man.
These earnest hopes were merely their fantasies. In their eyes, their child was walking a glorious path through life.
In reality, life wasn't like that.
