"He certainly has some talent in him. Once he reaches A-level, he will surely surpass me."
Song Jinmin shrugged indifferently, not taking this matter too seriously.
"But there's one thing I need to remind you of," Song Jinmin said:
"Lin Yi is much smarter than us. Even the slightest hint could lead him to figure something out."
"Haha, after all, he's my son. Smart just like me."
"You better think of how to cover it up. He's not so easy to deceive."
Lin Jingzhan pondered for a moment and said, "Block all his contact methods. Don't let him get in touch with us."
Song Jinmin: ...
What a ridiculous method.
"I'm leaving first, I'll be back later."
"Be careful."
"Haha, I've been wanting to test him for a while."
"Go ahead."
Song Jinmin returned to the car.
Lin Jingzhan went to the trunk.
He took out a toolbox and two fishing rods.
He muttered to himself.
"Damn it, today I definitely won't leave empty-handed."
Carrying his tools, Lin Jingzhan stood by the waterfront.
