I am a Big Player
Chapter 485 - 479, Have a child before going all out? (First update)_1

Chapter 485: 479, Have a child before going all out? (First update)_1

Ren He was well aware...

what Mrs. Ren had been talking about were all trivial matters to her, whether it was playing the piano or painting, they were just Mrs. Ren’s preliminaries.

Now they had just got to the main issue, the one Ren He wished to avoid most: extreme sports.

This had always been an irreconcilable contradiction between him, Ren, and Mrs. Ren because there is only one life, and that’s why his parents valued it so greatly.

In his parents’ eyes, what were extreme sports? Practically no different from seeking death.

Now, in Mrs. Ren’s view, her son already had the means to make a living in society; even if the Qinghe Faction didn’t rise as Ren He had imagined, it wouldn’t be too bad.

Talking about dreams with the older generation is difficult because they have lived through times of revolution and inherently lack a sense of security in this era. We often see that even rich families want their children to have stable jobs.

However, Ren He couldn’t compromise in this regard; what he was experiencing was not a simple life, but a precious opportunity to start over.

He could do without money or fame, but he couldn’t allow himself to live with regrets.

Mrs. Ren said coldly, "You are not allowed to take risks anymore. Your father and I have only one son, and we don’t want to bury our child."

At that moment, Ren He really wanted to discuss his aspirations with Mrs. Ren, but he understood very well that there was no middle ground on this matter with his parents.

"Since you’ve returned to the country and experienced this huge crisis, your heart should have settled down," Mrs. Ren continued, "Whether you want to continue studying is up to you, but I suggest you keep at it. Live and learn; your journey of life is still very long. I only have one requirement; you cannot take risks anymore."

Mrs. Ren knew exactly what status her son held in the field of extreme sports, and to be honest, she felt somewhat proud that her son could achieve such success in extreme sports. However, no matter how successful Ren He became in this field, she didn’t want him to continue.

Everyone expresses love in different ways. Mrs. Ren’s way of showing maternal love was to hope Ren He would be healthy and happy, not necessarily rich and famous.

Honestly, Mrs. Ren also understood that her son might already be one of the best among his peers, regardless of whether she wanted to see it or not, she had to admit her son was already quite outstanding.

And to be honest, her son had completely slipped out of her control, and she hadn’t planned on controlling anything. She was just worried about her son being in danger.

After pondering for a moment, Ren He still gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Actually, money has become like mere numbers in my eyes. Earning more money can’t make my heart richer. I want to pursue my dreams. Maybe you won’t understand why I have such dreams, but if I can’t complete them, or if I retreat, I feel I would spend the rest of my life regretting it."

Dreams... Mrs. Ren sat in the Courtyard House somewhat dazed. What was her dream? Her dream was to be a dancer. However, at the age of 17, her dream was crushed when Ren He’s maternal grandfather sent her into the military, where she became a female soldier, got accepted into a military academy, and then met Ren.

In the end, both transitioned to civilian life.

Both had successful careers, and the wealth and fame everyone yearned for were never scarce for her. Yet, her initial dream of being a dancer had long since shattered.

She always thought that once she could retire and live in leisure, it would be nice to learn piano or traditional Chinese painting, certainly better than endlessly chasing money.

Now, her son had suddenly brought up the word "dreams," just like when she was 17 and begged her father not to send her to the military but to let her study dance instead.

Dreams were probably those persistent obsessions that lingered throughout one’s life. Some people achieved them while others took them to the grave.

When history repeated itself with her son, how was Mrs. Ren to choose? Respect or smother?

Up until today, Mrs. Ren had thought long and hard, because she was well aware that she no longer had the power to influence Ren He’s will. Who hadn’t seen a few rebellious children? Ren He was already considered one of the good ones.

So, it was not just Ren He who was thinking of countermeasures; Mrs. Ren herself was also looking for a compromise. But after much thought, she couldn’t find a satisfactory answer... It was truly a headache!

The word "dreams" seemed too beautiful.

Mrs. Ren stood up and said with calm reason, "I’ve watched you grow up little by little, and you’ve always been obedient. But I don’t know why you’ve suddenly become so opinionated and have done so many things. I didn’t even know when you came into contact with guns. I’m surprised, and also very proud of you."

"If you weren’t my son, I would think you are a legend of contemporary society. But you are my son, and I can’t just watch you walk down a dangerous path. However, I also understand that I probably can’t stop what you have decided. So I have just one request, you two give me a grandchild, and before you bring the grandchild into this world, no more dangerous actions, consider this a token of filial piety."

Mrs. Ren spoke particularly calmly, yet Ren He could detect a trace of hidden sadness in her words, as if Mrs. Ren had already prepared herself for the possibility of losing him.

Her son had grown up, and she was powerless to stop him and had no desire to crush his dreams. What she could do was to have Ren He leave something behind for her, so she and Ren wouldn’t die alone.

In her heart, Ren He had already died once before, and the grief from that time was almost unbearable. Now, she had to tacitly allow her son to risk his life again, a decision excruciatingly hard for Mrs. Ren.

There Ren He and Yang Xi were, looking at each other, completely dumbfounded... Have a grandson...

Yang Xi’s face flushed red in an instant. Fang and Mrs. Wang, watching the young couple’s response, couldn’t help but be amused. In their village, people Ren He’s age were indeed old enough to have children.

However, for Ren He and Yang Xi, the idea of having children had never crossed their minds; it was too frightening...

Half a year ago, they were still being cautioned not to fall in love too early, and now they were being urged to hurry up and have a child...

They were completely unprepared!

Actually, Ren He found the situation quite amusing; the two of them had gone from secretly dating to being accepted by both families.

What were their peers doing? Still in school, playing games, enjoying a carefree but also reckless life. While his contemporaries were still in their second year of high school, he was being rushed to have a child. It felt absurd, yet also somehow amazing...