The Most Random System

Here they come.

Lin Li had met Chen Yu Ying’s mom, Song Xin, before. Thanks to his near-photographic memory and excellent eyesight, the moment Song Xin arrived in her car, Lin Li noticed her immediately.

Straightening his already upright back, he subconsciously straightened it a bit more.

Chen Yu Ying was sitting in the passenger seat and she turned her gaze towards him too.

Since they returned to school right after the competition, she naturally wore her school uniform today.

A few seconds later, the car stopped smoothly in front of Lin Li. The window rolled down to reveal Song Xin’s well-maintained face, with a natural smile as she looked at Lin Li and called his name, "Lin Li."

"Hello, Auntie."

Lin Li bent slightly, greeting her politely.

Lin Li’s first impression on Middle Man wasn’t great due to some mishaps. Therefore, making a good impression on Song Xin was all the more important.

This was Lin Li’s biggest support in his future plan to drive Middle Man out of the Chen family!

What? You say Middle Man is originally surnamed Chen?

Father-in-law, my child is born, so why don’t you take the child’s surname?

Heh heh heh.

"You’re early here. I thought you were still upstairs. Come on, get in the car, it’s cold outside," Song Xin said with concern.

The car door handle was already extended, so Lin Li opened the door and got in.

The car heater was on, warming the interior. After closing the door, Lin Li took off his jacket and put it aside.

Song Xin didn’t rush to start the car. Instead, she looked smilingly at her daughter in the passenger seat and said, "Yingying, do you still want to sit in the front, or shouldn’t you sit in the back with your boyfriend?"

"No," Chen Yu Ying hummed and shook her head, "if I really sit in the back, you’ll tease me all the way there. No way."

"When have I ever been so annoying?"

"When haven’t you been!"

"..."

Lin Li didn’t join in their conversation, just listened with amusement.

Sitting front and back was actually something they had agreed on before.

Don’t be fooled that Song Xin now wants Chen Yu Ying and Lin Li to sit together. Yesterday, Chen Yu Ying was worried that if she started off sitting in the back, Song Xin might directly invite Lin Li to sit in the front passenger seat, resulting in the most talked-about seating arrangement.

"Tsk, if Yingying doesn’t want to move, Lin Li, why don’t you drive, and I’ll take the back seat?"

Seeing that Chen Yu Ying wouldn’t budge, Song Xin turned her direction to Lin Li, smiled, and asked.

"I wouldn’t mind," Lin Li nodded openly, but then laughed, "but if I drive, Auntie, you’ll need to sit in the passenger seat. Otherwise, I can’t even get on the highway."

Heading to Pingjiang City District naturally required taking the highway. If not, they’d have to take a much longer route, likely leaving earlier than the school bus but arriving later.

"Would Yingying agree to that?"

"Come on, mom, let’s just get going," Chen Yu Ying didn’t answer but looked at her mom helplessly, "maybe the right choice was having dad take me there and letting Lin Li ride the school bus instead."

"It genuinely breaks my heart that you think mom isn’t as good as dad in this matter."

Song Xin laughed, then nodded and started the car.

Through the rearview mirror, she continued to glance at Lin Li with a slightly approving look:

"Yingying’s taste is really quite good. Besides looking at you from a distance during the parent-teacher meeting and knowing you from the pictures and photos Yingying shared with me, seeing you up close today, Lin Li, you’re even more handsome than I ’thought’ you’d be."

"Not that outstanding," Lin Li blinked.

"What, are you going to say you’re actually quite ordinary-looking?"

"I’m not that modest," Lin Li waved his hand with a smile, "Auntie, to be fair, I must admit I’m a bit on the handsome side."

Standing next to Yu Ying, people might think I barely deserve to be close to her and not just a frog beneath the swan, which is great."

Listening to Lin Li’s small compliment to himself and bigger praise for her daughter, Song Xin felt a bit amused and asked with a more pronounced smile:

"You’re already like this and still just a bit handsome? Then what would count as very handsome?"

Lin Li: "Zhang Zuolin."

"Zhang—" Song Xin’s lips, which had just curved up, froze after she spoke the first word, and a moment later, a sound of confusion slipped out: "—eh?"

"Pfft—"

Now it was Chen Yu Ying’s turn to laugh.