could be cultivated in three generations, but Qin Guan was absorbing manners that should have been fostered in childhood.

He had become a gentleman by then. His movements had become as elegant as paintings, and there was a lingering charm in his gestures and expressions.

Cong Nianwei’s reflection was the best encouragement for him. When they stayed alone, she would get lost in thought as she looked at her educated boyfriend.

The memory of how he used to be was vague. He was getting more and more s.h.i.+ning in time, and she was drowning in his spoiling love. A smile was on her face. She hoped those days would never end.

By the time Qin Guan was done with all his private affairs, 2000 had nearly ended. The new year would begin soon.

The decorations for his new house in the capital had been finished, but there would be a model gala soon, so Qin Guan could not return to his hometown for the Spring Festival. His parents decided to celebrate the Spring Festival with their son in Beijing instead and see the new house.

Qin Guan picked them up in his car, which surprised them even more.

They were both conservative people, and they saw their son on TV and the fortune his modelling jobs had earned him.

They were worried that Qin Guan would be lured by the entertainment circle and abandon his profession.

For people their age, flowers blooming in the entertainment circle were like pa.s.sing clouds. Their son might be handsome for some years, but that kind of success was like rootless duckweed. It had no solid foundation.

Getting a steady job was more important, even if the salary was not as high as it was in the entertainment circle. That kind of career choice would rea.s.sure them.

They felt relieved when Qin Guan told them about the certificates and his part-time job as an accountant. Our son is a dependable young man. He really is our child.

Their mentality was not quite the same though.