The Lin family's little boy returns to being eight years old, taking his family to new heights.

Just as I hung up the phone, Gu Zheng called again.

If we're talking about which bookstore is doing the best business recently, it's definitely Gu Zheng's chain bookstore.

He bought the most stock to support his junior sister, which unexpectedly made him a fortune. While other stores were out of stock, he was still selling it.

Customers flocked to the store every day, making a fortune.

"Hey, junior sister, not bad, the book is good, you didn't embarrass your second senior brother."

Hearing this, Lin Xi could almost see Gu Zheng's smug expression. "Likewise, likewise. Second Senior Brother didn't let me down either. He must have made a lot of money!"

"Hey, it's all thanks to my foresight! Hurry up and urge that author with the same name who's been piggybacking on your work, I'm out of stock."

Gu Zheng had a lot of opinions about this at the time. Why should his junior sister's writings have her name on them? It's not like they have to publish it under her name.

He has the ability, okay? In the end, all the money will be his junior sister's own.

Because of this, he almost went to confront Zhou Chao directly. It took Lin Xi a lot of persuasion and a good beating from Fu Wenyuan to calm him down.

To be honest, although this guy has a sharp tongue, you can tell he's serious when it comes to getting things done!

Gu Zheng hung up the phone after urging the delivery, and Lin Xi shook her head helplessly.

From then on, the phone never stopped ringing. Several senior brothers, the master, and Chengzi all called to congratulate him.

Lin Xi's name is quite well-known, and people only feel envy, not jealousy.

If you're so capable, you should also write a book at the age of nine that breaks first-print records and become an instant hit.

This incident did not affect Lin Xi's mindset, and she quickly threw herself into her studies.

After all, all her thoughts are now focused on what gift Xiao Yi will give her after the exams.

During the midterm exams on the second day, all the students felt the overwhelming power of Lin Xi.

Regardless of the subject, I would finish all the questions within half an hour and hand them in early, and then I would look at the junior high school textbooks.

Everyone glanced at it and immediately looked away, not wanting to look directly at the great master, otherwise their Daoist heart would become unstable.

When she finished the last subject and handed in her paper, Su Youcai gave her a wink, signaling her to come out.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Go to Teacher Yang's office, someone is looking for you."

"okay."

Just as I was about to leave, I immediately realized that something was wrong. It wasn't that Teacher Yang was looking for me, but that someone was looking for me in Teacher Yang's office.

"Wait a minute, teacher, who is it?"

Su Youcai hesitated, then said, "You'll find out when you get there."

Lin Xi looked completely bewildered. What was there to hide? Who was it?

As we approached, we noticed that the door to Teacher Yang's office was not fully closed; it was slightly ajar.

Out of politeness, she knocked on the door.

The door opened, and the person in front of her made her pause for a moment. It was a tall man in a black suit and sunglasses, with a cold expression, looking like a bodyguard.

Teacher Yang's voice came from inside, "Xiao Xi, come in."

The man gestured for them to enter, then walked out the door and closed it behind him.

The situation inside left Lin Xi completely puzzled. Who was this person?

Standing next to Yang Qingning was a woman completely covered up, wearing a black coat that reached her ankles, sunglasses, and a black veil that completely concealed her appearance.

Could it be some important person who is unable to show their face?

Before Lin Xi could think further, Yang Qingning said helplessly, "Xiao Xi, this is my mother. She came here specifically to thank you because she knows you helped me clarify the rumors."

Lin Xi bowed slightly. "Auntie, hello. It was nothing, no need to thank me. Besides, Teacher Yang has helped me a lot too. Compared to that, what I did is nothing."

I thought this aunt would be as aloof as Teacher Yang, but to my surprise, she warmly shook my hand.

"Of course I'm grateful. I've heard what happened. You silenced those unscrupulous reporters and even introduced Xiao Ning to a good policeman, which is why things were resolved so quickly."

"As her mother, I am very grateful."

As she spoke, she took out a palm-sized brocade box from her bag, "Here, this is a gift from your aunt."

Lin Xi was about to refuse, but then said, "Take it. It's nothing valuable, just a hair clip."

Hearing this, Lin Xi swallowed her words, reached out and took the gift, saying, "Thank you, Auntie."

She patted Lin Xi's head. "Oh, good girl."

It seemed the movement was too forceful, and the light veil slipped off her face, revealing the woman's delicate lower half.

Lin Xi was stunned to see that Teacher Yang's mother was so young.

Seeing this, Yang Qingning ripped off the veil, saying, "Mom, take it all off, nobody here knows you."

The woman didn't mince words; she simply took off her sunglasses, revealing her delicate eyebrows and captivating eyes, with a beaming smile on her face.

Lin Xi's eyes widened in surprise, and she covered her mouth in astonishment. She finally understood why this person was fully armed.

She was a famous diplomat in China, Xia Lanzhi, known as the "gentle but ruthless" one. She seemed gentle and easy-going, but in reality, she was cunning and often made foreign journalists furious, yet they were helpless to do anything about it.

In this life, she hasn't started to become active yet. In about two years, she will frequently appear on television and become a household name in China.

Xia Lanzhi looked at the little girl's expression and understood. "You know me?"

Lin Xi said shyly, "I don't know you. I just didn't expect you to be so beautiful and so young. You and Teacher Yang look like sisters."

"Haha, I wish my daughter had a sweet tongue like you."

Xia Lanzhi was a shrewd person. As a diplomat, her ability to read people was exceptional. Although she didn't know where the young girl knew her from, her answer certainly pleased her.

Lin Xi knew that the mother and daughter must have a lot to talk about, so after exchanging a few pleasantries, she used studying as an excuse to return to her class.

After Lin Xi left, Yang Qingning's expression darkened slightly. "Mom, if you're here to call me back, there's no need to say anything more."

"Xiao Ning, it's been two years, can't you let it go? That mission failure wasn't your fault, your dad..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Qingning's eyes reddened, and she immediately interrupted, "Mom! Don't say anymore!"

Seeing that her daughter was still so emotional, Xia Lanzhi knew that she hadn't gotten over this hurdle in her heart, and she felt extremely distressed, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Show me around here, is there anything good to eat? Take me to try some..."

When Lin Xi got home from school and opened the brocade box, she was immediately startled.

"My goodness! Diamonds! They're all real diamonds!"

Even in the dim light, the butterfly hair clip still sparkled and shone brightly.

She held up the hair clip and carefully twirled it a few times under the light, almost blinding herself.

If I take this thing out, I probably won't be able to walk anymore. I need to return it to Teacher Yang tomorrow.

As a result, Yang Qingning refused no matter what. "Xiaoxi, I'm not bragging, but my family is quite wealthy. This gift is really not valuable to us. Besides, my reputation isn't even worth a hair clip..."

Since that's what they've said, Lin Xi had no choice but to accept it.

That evening, the family sat at the table, staring at the diamond hair clip as they turned it over and over.

Lin Guiying rubbed her eyes. "What exactly does Xiao Ning's family do? Tell me, how are we going to repay such an expensive gift?"

Lin Guojun was carefree. "Give Xiao Ning some pickled vegetables and sausages?"

Lin Guiying slapped Lin Guojun across the face, "You old geezer, how dare you?"