CHAPTER 445: 127. BAI YI? BRING IT ON!! _3

"Does that mean, many times when I call mom, it’s her sleeping time over there!? So that’s why she doesn’t pick up?"

"...That’s a possibility."

Yan Huan spoke rather cautiously.

Due to the time difference, it objectively can be difficult for two people far apart to communicate, but, in a day which has 24 hours, the average human sleeps only about one-third of that time.

Regardless of how different their daily routines are, there should still be some overlap.

In other words, no matter what, making a call should definitely be possible.

However, Spencer’s situation seems rather delicate...

Multiple sources indicate that she is the only daughter of the CEO of Golden Lion Group, and Yan Huan saw an unprecedented level of importance placed on her by the Golden Lion Group.

Spencer might be too naive to understand time differences.

But how could her mother, who has achieved such a high position, not understand?

If she does understand, it should be easy for her to figure out the hours Spencer is active at Lin Gate.

Even if she just made a proactive call, that shouldn’t make Spencer show such a desperate desire to get through to her mom.

So Yan Huan thinks: there might be more to this issue than just the time difference.

Fortunately, Yan Huan is cautious; the promise made to Spencer at that time was "to increase the probability of getting through to her mother." Otherwise, it would be hard to explain not getting through when it’s time for follow-up.

Spencer showed an excited smile, picked up her phone, lay on the bed, and started calculating,

"Let me think, my mom usually gets up around seven or eight in the morning. Lin Gate is 12 hours ahead of there, so seven or eight in the morning there would be..."

As she calculated, the smile on her face gradually faded,

"In the evening... seven or eight..."

...

Yan Huan sat in the chair, watching her slowly lock the phone and place it against her chest without speaking.

What surprised Yan Huan the most was that, after realizing this, Spencer’s face did not show more confusion, but rather sadness.

Yan Huan faintly sensed: Spencer probably knows why her mother doesn’t call her.

Could it be the typical storyline, her mom is too busy with work to care about her?

And thus lacking discipline from a young age, she became who she is today?

But that doesn’t make sense.

From the way Hermes’s expression turns into one mirroring Agni’s whenever he talks about anything related to Spencer, it’s clear he’s under immense pressure.

Hermes, though money-minded, is a highly adaptable person, very good at gauging the critical nature of issues from mere hints.

If Spencer were a child neglected by her mother, with her capabilities, even if she were to leave Yuan Yue, she could easily transfer to any other school at Lin Gate; Hermes would have many reasons to put off Golden Lion Group.

But instead, he has displayed a "If Spencer perishes, I perish" level of fear...

This scenario only leads to one possibility: the boss of Golden Lion Group, Spencer’s mother, has personally spoken to him over the phone.

This made Hermes realize how crucial Spencer was to her mother, foreseeing severe consequences if he was negligent.

...

Contradiction...

It really is too contradictory.

Are all of you rich families this complicated?

Or is it just me that’s simple...

One full stomach feeds the whole family.

Yan Huan watched her staring blankly at the ceiling holding her phone, hesitated for a moment, about to ask, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

Spencer snapped back to reality, looking incredulously towards the door and exclaimed,

"No way? They’ve been beaten back so soon?!"

She thought it was a member of Hentai Club who had been badly defeated.

Yan Huan spoke, allowing the person to enter,

"Please come in."

The door opened, revealing the Taekwondo Club President with regained brightness in his eyes,

"President! I’m here!"

"Okay, hold on."

Yan Huan looked down, reaching for a bag at his feet, while Spencer looked puzzled, watching him and said,

"No, what did you bring this sorry loser here for? To laugh at me?"

...

Yan Huan ignored her, just pulling out the black belt that Spencer had stolen and handed it to him.

"Awesome, my Black Belt! Thank you! Thank you, President!!"

"No worries, off you go."

The Taekwondo Club President, hardly having time to rejoice while holding the Black Belt, was startled by Spencer’s widening eyes and increasingly menacing expression.

He quickly thanked Yan Huan again, then promptly turned to escape.

"What are you doing? That’s my trophy!!"

Yan Huan glanced at Spencer on the bed, frantic from her plundered possession being returned, assessing whether she became weaker due to the object being taken away.

But upon closer inspection, she seemed even more energized from the anger.

...

On his shoulder, the black cat Miao ghostly appeared and told Yan Huan,

"Your guess was wrong meow~"

"Indeed it was."

Yan Huan rubbed his black bangs, his expression under the mask seeming a bit downcast.

He initially planned to give back the object stolen in the morning to test how her modifier works as Niuniu is ill.

This person managed to throw the shot put with a world record for men, definitely linked to her modifier’s enhancement.

Although he didn’t hold much hope, usually in stories the male protagonists don’t treasure, protect and treat the female leads like princesses once reclaimed.

Oh, wait...

If returning the stolen item doesn’t weaken the victim, would stealing it again still be profitable?