113: Crossing the bottom line, Jiang Xian's charming blush

Li Zhiyan held Jiang Xian's fair hand; Aunt Jiang's hand was truly smooth and soft as if boneless.

He gently kissed Jiang Xian's hand again.

Li Zhiyan whispered, "Aunt Jiang, how about it?"

Jiang Xian's face grew redder and redder. This child always had some ideas.

And this time, it wasn't just about kissing like before.

"The doctor said that if a young man always holds back, he'll be prone to getting sick."

Li Zhiyan embraced Jiang Xian and then gently kissed her lips.

Jiang Xian instinctively responded. She had already grown accustomed to kissing Li Zhiyan.

"Aunt Jiang, how about it…"

After a long while, Jiang Xian gently wiped a slight curve from the corner of her lips.

"Okay…"

"But Auntie is doing this for your health, so don't overthink it."

"Understand?"

The moment Jiang Xian agreed, Li Zhiyan felt his hormones surging.

He then kissed Jiang Xian again.

"Aunt Jiang, you're so good…"

"Ugh… Li Zhiyan, we said, just this once."

…

Much later, Li Zhiyan walked out of the clothing store.

And the rolling shutter was pulled down again.

Seeing how late it was, Li Zhiyan hailed a taxi to go home…

At this moment, he felt extremely happy, but recalling what had just happened, a mature woman truly had experience.

He had never dared to imagine he could see Aunt Jiang in such a scene before.

Aunt Jiang's other side, the blush and charm of a mature woman on her pretty face, truly made one's blood boil.

On the way, Li Zhiyan remembered the disciplinary action Yin Qiang had mentioned.

It was clear that Yin Xueyang intended to make a move against him. Li Zhiyan felt that this woman's name had a meaning.

If she dared to target him, then as a person with backbone, he had to truly defeat the villain.

So that she couldn't bully others anymore.

At eleven o'clock, Li Zhiyan arrived home.

As soon as he got home, he saw Zhou Rongrong already sitting on the sofa, waiting for him.

"Son, you're back."

"Mom, it's so late, and you're still awake."

Walking forward to gently hug his mother, Li Zhiyan then went to take a shower.

With her son back, Zhou Rongrong felt relieved and returned to the master bedroom to sleep.

As soon as she lay down, she remembered if she had smelled a woman's scent just now—this scent wasn't hers.

Could it be that her son had hugged some woman?

Was it Su Mengchen…

Thinking about it, Zhou Rongrong felt a little sour. Her son had finally grown up and become a true man.

He was starting to date. Although dating a girl with a limp was a bit unfortunate.

However, in Zhou Rongrong's heart, it was better than her son bringing a woman over forty home and calling her Mom.

Previously, when Li Zhiyan asked if she could accept a relationship with a twenty-plus-year age difference, although she loved her son dearly, she couldn't help but be startled. After all, this was probably something any mother would find difficult to accept.

However, she was relatively tolerant in her heart.

…

After finishing his shower, Li Zhiyan lay down in his bedroom and turned on the night light.

Although he had just been busy for a long time, he was now full of energy.

One reason was that he was only 18 years old.

And the other was because of the title. After he obtained the title from the system, he truly had endless energy.

"In the future, during my lunch break, I can go visit Aunt Jiang…"

Thinking this, Li Zhiyan felt an uncontrollable sense of anticipation.

After all, Aunt Jiang's small room was very cozy.

He checked the 100,000 yuan reward that had already arrived in his account.

At this moment, Li Zhiyan's savings had returned to 360,000 yuan. Without having to do tasks worth tens of thousands, the earning speed had clearly increased.

"New task released."

"Because the counselor will accidentally twist her ankle at home tomorrow evening."

"As a good neighbor, please go help Han Xueying with a massage."

"Task reward: 40,000 yuan in cash."

Li Zhiyan paused. Was this to help him round up his savings?

400,000 in savings wasn't bad. It was just a simple massage, and he could earn 40,000 yuan, so he had to do this task no matter what.

Thinking about it, Li Zhiyan's heart was filled with anticipation.

However, this time the system was clearly much more generous.

It released another task with a 100,000 reward.

"Because Yan Zhengjin lost another 50,000 yuan at the arcade."

"So he was extremely upset, and soon after, he returned to a gambling website and won 300,000 yuan."

"Completely consumed by greed, he kept going all-in."

"Finally, he lost 400,000 yuan."

"In his pain, he got completely drunk."

"He started making harassing calls and went to Jiang Xian's shop to threaten her."

"Please stop him."

"Task reward: 100,000 yuan in cash."

Looking at the task reward, Li Zhiyan fell into a deep sleep. While he was sleeping,

Jiang Xian, however, couldn't sleep at all.

She gently sniffed the scent on her hand and at the tip of her nose.

Jiang Xian kept replaying what had happened earlier.

She was truly a shameless woman, being so intimate with an 18-year-old boy.

And she was already 41 years old.

Before her divorce, she was even his teacher's wife. Although now she had no relation to him.

Just a man and a woman, even if she got pregnant, it wouldn't matter.

But…

Jiang Xian still couldn't get over it.

She and Li Zhiyan were, after all, so far apart in age, yet she and he…

After a long while, Jiang Xian turned on the warm yellow night light.

Then she opened that storybook and savored the stories within.

"What will happen to Li Zhiyan and me in the future…"

Jiang Xian's pair of snow-white beautiful legs were curled up together, her mind constantly thinking of Li Zhiyan's appearance.

This child was truly someone she could never be without in her life.

Their relationship had already developed to this point, so could things stop now?

At the same time, Su Mengchen was also awake. She used to go to bed promptly around nine o'clock.

But today, Li Zhiyan's words kept echoing in her mind…

Were her legs really that beautiful?

For so many years, what she hated most was her slightly limping leg.

"If I were to date Li Zhiyan, would he truly not despise me?"

Su Mengchen's inferiority complex was deeply rooted and could not be eliminated for a while.

However, she had truly started to like Li Zhiyan in her heart.

It was just that asking her to be with Li Zhiyan all at once was still difficult for her.

Her acceptance of things was, after all, very slow.

…

That night, many people couldn't sleep.

Also awake was Yin Qiang's mother, Yin Xueyang.

Li Zhiyan always felt her ID had a meaning.

At this moment, she was constantly thinking about her son being bullied. The disciplinary action against Li Zhiyan had already been sent out.

Now, she was just waiting for the school's notification.

For Yin Xueyang, her son was the sustenance of her life.

So she doted on Yin Qiang even when he did excessive things at school.

Thinking of Li Zhiyan, her heart still ached with hatred. It was late at night, and suddenly Yin Xueyang smelled something.

It turned out she had accidentally wet her pants again.

Yin Xueyang had always had an unmentionable illness: urinary incontinence when experiencing huge emotional fluctuations. She had been to many hospitals for treatment, but nothing worked.

Fortunately, this was in her own bedroom.

After changing into a new set of clothes, she wished there was a living Hua Tuo who could cure her illness. As a patient, this was truly unbearable.

"Does that kind of powerful Chinese medicine doctor who can treat difficult and complicated diseases exist in this world?"

Yin Xueyang looked at her three fingers and thought, then she slowly lay down. It was time to relax and rest; she had some business matters to attend to tomorrow.

…

And at this moment, Zhou Rongrong's best friend, Wu Qingxian, was squatting in her room, taking a bath.

The apartment she rented was also in an old residential building.

There was no water heater in the room; usually, she needed to boil water with a hanging pot.

Then pour the water into a basin…

Bathing with a towel was very inconvenient, but even though life was tough like this,

Wu Qingxian still had a lot of hope in her heart…

Her son was already a sophomore in college. After two more years, when he graduated, he could find a job and be filial to her.

And now, she had already saved nearly 300,000 yuan for her son.

She was thinking of finding a place to pay a down payment after a while, preparing for Zhang Honglei's future wedding home.

Wu Qingxian's income was very low; this nearly 300,000 yuan in savings was accumulated bit by bit over many years, after deducting living expenses.

After finishing her bath, she went to the old wardrobe.

Looking at the few old cheongsams inside the closet, she chose one to wear.

Although the clothes were old, they could still perfectly highlight her figure and fair skin.

Having just bathed, she looked like a prime mature woman, full of charm.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door.

Wu Qingxian felt a pleasant surprise. Her son was back?

Usually, even on Sundays, Zhang Honglei was unwilling to come home.

What happened today? He actually came back on his own initiative. Did he miss her?

It seemed her son still cared about her, his mother.

After opening the door…

Indeed, her much-missed son appeared in her sight.

"Son, why are you thinner again? Is the food at school not good?

Otherwise, you can just come home to eat every day."

Zhang Honglei didn't speak. Wu Qingxian had specially come here to work and rented a house to take care of his life.

According to normal circumstances, this was a very touching thing.

But Zhang Honglei didn't appreciate it.

If he ate at home, his living expenses would drop from over a thousand yuan a month to 400 yuan for pocket money.

What could he do with 400 yuan in pocket money?

So Zhang Honglei firmly refused to come home.

"Mom, I want to buy a pair of shoes. Give me money."

Hearing her son ask for money, Wu Qingxian's beautiful eyes filled with heartache.

Asking for money, if it was for studying or doing something proper,

Then she would definitely agree.

After all, as long as it could make her son happy, she didn't care what she did.

But her son always wanted money to buy clothes, often four or five hundred yuan for one item. For her, with a monthly salary of over four thousand, this was truly unbearable.

She had no other support.

Nor did she have an excellent son like Zhou Rongrong. Wanting her son to marry and have children was already an extremely difficult task.

"How much?"

Although it pained her, this was her only son, after all. If it was a pair of shoes worth a few hundred yuan,

Then she could give it to him.

"Five thousand."

Zhang Honglei originally wanted four thousand yuan, but after remembering his mother had accidentally mentioned having 300,000 yuan in savings, he decided to ask for five thousand yuan.

The extra thousand could allow him to buy some brand-name shirts and so on.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Five thousand!"

Wu Qingxian somewhat doubted what her ears had heard.

Five thousand yuan, that much money wasn't even enough for her one month's salary…

How could she possibly take it out to buy a pair of shoes?

"No, Mom can't agree to you. Mom told you before, you should play less with those wealthy classmates. Their families are all in business.

Mom is just an ordinary white-collar worker and can't afford such expenses.

Don't you know how long four thousand yuan is enough for us two to live on?

And we haven't bought a house yet; we have to look for one during this time.

We can't waste money like this now.

You are Mom's everything, but money can't be spent like this."

Zhang Honglei didn't speak. He didn't listen to a single word of his mother's earnest advice.

All he thought about was one thing: getting money. As long as he got the money, he could buy the latest Nike shoes and make all his classmates envious.

If possible, he even wanted his mother to buy him a BMW 3 Series.

However, he also knew that this request was unlikely.

If there was a chance, he could bring it up.

"If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. Why so much nonsense?"

He turned and left. Wu Qingxian, wearing slippers, wanted to catch up and properly educate her son.

But what greeted her was the heavily slammed iron door. Zhang Honglei scurried away down the stairs.

It was so late, and it wasn't safe outside.

Although she was already 40 years old,

Wu Qingxian never lacked suitors. She knew it would definitely not be safe for her to go out.

Returning to the bedroom, she sat on the bed and began to call Zhang Honglei to have a good talk.

However, Zhang Honglei wasn't answering the phone at this moment…

All he thought about was getting five thousand yuan from Wu Qingxian to satisfy his need to socialize.

As for the rest, it didn't matter at all.

After a while, Wu Qingxian started sending messages to Zhang Honglei.

However, when Zhang Honglei saw those warm texts, he directly hit the delete button.

Unless she gave him five thousand yuan to buy shoes, he wouldn't talk to her.

…

The next day, after Li Zhiyan finished washing up, he smelled the aroma drifting from the kitchen.

Thinking that his mother would be going to work soon, Li Zhiyan's heart was filled with reluctance.

He wished he could stay with his mother forever.

"Mom, I really hope you can stop working and just stay home with me."

Listening to Li Zhiyan, Zhou Rongrong, who had just placed the fried egg in front of him, smiled gently and said, "You're 18, you're looking for a girlfriend, aren't you ashamed?"

"Who's that old and still needs their mom to accompany them every day?"

"If Aunt Wu knows, she'll mock you for being a mama's boy again."

Li Zhiyan, however, didn't care at all.

"Mama's boy it is, I like being a mama's boy."

"Just consider it, don't go to work anymore, okay?"

Zhou Rongrong brought over the other fried egg before sitting down to eat with Li Zhiyan.

"When your Internet Cafe and milk tea shop are stable, Mom will stay with you, okay, son?"

Actually, Zhou Rongrong also wished she could spend every day with her son.

After all, he was her only flesh and blood and family in this world; how could she not love her son?

For her son, she was willing to do anything.

"I understand, Mom."

"I'll wait for you to come back and cook dinner for me tonight."

"Okay."

After breakfast, Li Zhiyan held his mother's hand all the way downstairs to the community, and only after watching Zhou Rongrong ride her electric bike to work did he reluctantly take a taxi to Brothers Internet Cafe.

Only by losing it once does one realize how precious this most selfless family affection in the world is.

His mother was definitely the person who loved him the most in this world, without a doubt.

After arriving at Brothers Internet Cafe, Li Zhiyan was still thinking about the counselor's task.

Although the 40,000 yuan reward wasn't much, getting 40,000 yuan just for helping the counselor alleviate some pain was purely like finding money, and thinking about it made Li Zhiyan feel a surge of anticipation.

"Brother Yan, you're here, let's play."

This severely addicted internet user only had one thing to say whenever he saw him: let's play.

Li Zhiyan had long been used to this...

"Alright, let's play a couple of good rounds today."

"I'll leave after 4 PM."

Li Shiyu's eyes were filled with envy; he knew very well that his best friend had now become a male god and was so rich, his life was definitely colorful.

His life probably wouldn't be lacking in beautiful women.

"Brother Yan, did any of your university classmates offend you?"

Li Shiyu asked as Li Zhiyan logged into his account.

"Probably."

Li Shiyu said with emotion, "I think anyone who offends you should first check if their mother is pretty."

"Being your enemy, having a mother is a fatal weakness."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

His best friend was really getting more and more flamboyant now...

The most flamboyant person he had encountered since his rebirth was Li Meifeng.

And the other person with a flamboyant aura was Yin Xueyang.

"Alright, let's play the game."

"Don't you like calling out locations and wall-banging people? Today I'll let you have your fill."

...

After 9 AM, Yin Xueyang, dressed in stockings and a short skirt, had finished making breakfast in the kitchen.

She still had some business engagements to attend to later.

At this moment, Yin Qiang walked out.

"Son, come eat something."

Yin Qiang asked, "Mom, how's the matter of dealing with Li Zhiyan? Just thinking about him makes my teeth itch with hatred."

If Li Zhiyan hadn't appeared, Su Mengchen would be his now.

Although he certainly couldn't marry her.

But she had a D-cup bust, fair and well-proportioned beautiful legs, and an exquisite face.

She could definitely make him feel ecstatic, but it was because of Li Zhiyan's appearance that his plan completely fell through, and now it was even impossible for him to be friends with Su Mengchen.

"Don't worry, the disciplinary action will be issued tomorrow, and he'll receive a major demerit."

"If he doesn't come to apologize to my son, he definitely won't be able to graduate."

For an ordinary child with no background, Yin Xueyang was very confident that she could easily control Li Zhiyan.

He would definitely come begging her to let him go.

"Okay, thank you, Mom, I won't eat breakfast."

"I have something to do outside."

Taking the BMW key, Yin Qiang left the house.

He was going to buy those Nike sneakers, and a freshman junior who was average-looking but very flirtatious had also presented herself.

Yin Qiang was very interested in such women.

"Okay."

After her son left.

Yin Xueyang received a call from her best friend.

"Hello, have you left yet?"

"I'm eating, I'll be there right away."

"Yin Dabeauty, last night I had my little boyfriend completely subdued."

"Nothing else, just good waist strength."

"You're so beautiful."

"When are you going to give your Yin Qiang a younger brother or sister?"

Listening to her best friend's boasting, Yin Xueyang was not to be outdone.

"What's that? Can you compare to me in waist strength?"

"I can do seven or eight half-squats in a second; you didn't know how good I was at the gym before."

The other end immediately fell silent.

This woman was indeed incredibly strong when she exercised at the gym.

"Alright, I know you're amazing, Yin Dabeauty, hurry up and come, I'm waiting for you."

...

While playing the game.

Li Zhiyan was also chatting with Su Mengchen and the aunts through a window.

This made Li Shiyu, who was beside him, incredibly envious.

Brother Yan was Brother Yan, his popularity with women was undeniable.

Li Zhiyan played until after 3 PM before exiting the chat.

"I'm leaving first."

"You can play here."

"Okay."

Li Shiyu also knew that his best friend was not simple; he had opened a milk tea shop at the university, and perhaps he was doing other businesses, maybe even working part-time repairing range hoods, or delivering express packages and unclogging drains, so naturally, he couldn't just think about playing games all day like himself.

After saying goodbye to his best friend, Li Zhiyan calculated the time and took a taxi back to Zuò'àn Gardens.

Just as he arrived at the entrance of Zuò'àn Gardens, he unexpectedly ran into Han Xueying, dressed in professional attire, returning from grocery shopping.

"Aunt Han."

"Li Zhiyan."

Looking at Li Zhiyan in front of her, Han Xueying felt a bit complicated; this child was truly excellent.

It was just his preference for mature women that wasn't good; his psychology wasn't healthy.

What kind of forty-something woman would like an 18-year-old boy?

She certainly wouldn't.

"Aunt Han, you got a perm."

Han Xueying's hair today was newly permed, and this hairstyle added a touch of charming femininity to her.

"Yes, I just got it permed today."

Han Xueying was very satisfied with her hairstyle.

"It looks really good."

Looking at the counselor's beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings, Li Zhiyan also felt 20 points of respect.

The counselor was truly a respectable woman.

He would have to properly show her his filial piety when he had the chance.

"Aunt Han, can I take a few days off in a few days?"

Because Yan Zhengjin's task was during his class time, he still needed Han Xueying's approval to take leave.

"No, Li Zhiyan, although you are very capable..."

When she said this, Han Xueying couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

This child was truly very capable.

Her son was indeed far, far behind him.

Even those rich second-generation individuals couldn't compare to him.

"However, a student's main job is still to study."

"The teacher cannot casually approve your leave."

Li Zhiyan didn't ask any further; he could ask for leave after the task was completed.

Later, when he had shown Teacher Han enough filial piety and let her feel his full devotion, then taking leave would be no problem at all.

"I understand, Aunt Han."

"Mm, good boy."

Han Xueying extended her fair, jade-like hand and stroked Li Zhiyan's head.

...

Back home, Li Zhiyan, lounging leisurely on the sofa, received a very unexpected call.

The call was from his Mother-in-law, Shen Rongfei.

"Mom."

By now, Shen Rongfei had completely gotten used to Li Zhiyan calling her Mom.

She even had an urge to call Li Zhiyan her son.

However, her daughter and Li Zhiyan were not officially together yet.

If she called him son, it wouldn't be appropriate; he was a child and could be mischievous, but she was over forty and couldn't follow his antics.

"Li Zhiyan."

"Chenchen called Auntie."

"We talked about a lot of things, and Auntie feels that Chenchen has really changed a lot..."

"Li Zhiyan, thank you so much."

Shen Rongfei truly felt immense gratitude towards Li Zhiyan.

The appearance of this young man had injected a ray of light into her daughter's life, and now she clearly felt that her daughter was showing signs of emerging from that tendency towards reclusiveness.

If her daughter could one day become a normal girl, how happy would she be?

"Mom, I truly like Chenchen, and I will definitely work hard to help her come out of it."

"In the future, I will also be very filial to you."

Li Zhiyan said earnestly, and on the other end of the phone, Shen Rongfei couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

This child was truly too good...

"Okay, Li Zhiyan, Auntie will also do her best to help you in the future."

...

Time passed quickly, and by evening, Han Xueying also got up from her bedroom bed.

She planned to make dinner.

As she stepped out, the distant setting sun cast a pale yellow glow.

This made Han Xueying feel an inexplicable sense of loss and sadness; after her husband passed away, her son also went to university in Modu, and now she was the only one left in this home.

Normally, if it wasn't Sunday, she didn't even want to go home, because everything here would make her feel pain.

Just as she entered the kitchen, not noticing a rolling corn, she stepped on it.

Twisting her ankle, she sat on the floor, letting out a somewhat painful sound.

When she was in pain, her voice was completely different from usual, very much like Yang Mi's voice, particularly coquettish.

Looking down, her ankle was already swollen high, clearly this sprain was not a minor injury, but very serious.

She tried to stand up, but as soon as her ankle moved even slightly, cold sweat broke out on her forehead from the pain.

For a moment, Han Xueying sat there, not daring to move.

Her sweet, pretty face was now filled with pain.

Subconsciously, she dialed her husband's number on her phone.

The empty number tone sounded, and only then did she realize that her husband had been gone for a long time.

And her son was currently in Modu; it would take ten hours by train to come back.

He couldn't help her at all.

She felt like she was calling out to heaven but no one was answering.

Despair gradually surged into her heart, Han Xueying lowered her head, closed her eyes, and the pain in her ankle kept coming.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Aunt Han, are you home?"

"I'm..."

Han Xueying didn't expect Li Zhiyan to come at this time; in her despair, Han Xueying suddenly saw a glimmer of hope, at least Li Zhiyan could take her to the hospital.

Li Zhiyan was also a bit stunned... Why was Aunt Han's voice so coquettish when she was in pain? He even thought it might be Yang Mi inside.

If... Li Zhiyan's hormones slowly started to flow.

"Your voice doesn't sound right! Is something wrong?"

"Li Zhiyan, Auntie twisted her ankle, please enter the password, it's 33456741."

Li Zhiyan unlocked the door as Han Xueying instructed and entered.

Han Xueying's voice in her painful state was completely different from usual, especially like she was acting coquettish with Li Zhiyan.

After opening the door and entering, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

Aunt Han's forehead was covered in sweat, clearly she was in great discomfort.

In his previous life, she had been so good to him, spending so much time comforting him after his mother's accidental death.

He couldn't just watch her suffer like this.

Closing the door casually, Li Zhiyan asked with concern, "Aunt Han, you twisted your ankle?"

"Mm... It hurts so much."

The fragile Han Xueying spoke to Li Zhiyan more and more like she was acting coquettish.

Her sweet, coquettish voice made Li Zhiyan feel twenty points of heartache.

"The floor is cold, Aunt Han, let me carry you to the sofa first."

Before, when he tried to hold Aunt Han's hand, she would always pull away, but this time he could carry Aunt Han.

Han Xueying knew that now was not the time for her to be strong.

So, after Li Zhiyan's hands went around her beautiful legs and waist.

She also actively wrapped her arms around Li Zhiyan's neck, making it easier for Li Zhiyan to lift her up.

Aunt Han's figure is really good, that was Li Zhiyan's feeling.

And Han Xueying, even though she was in pain at this moment, felt incredibly shocked.

Li Zhiyan was truly gifted.

Smelling the fragrance on Aunt Han, Li Zhiyan carried her to the sofa, then gently picked up Han Xueying's stockinged jade foot.

"Li Zhiyan, what are you doing? It hurts..."

"Aunt Han, I've studied some traditional Chinese medicine, let me examine you."

Li Zhiyan also knew that as a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, it was time for him to heal and save lives, and the patient's safety was the top priority.

Some brothers are asking about the update in March? It's not even 20 updates, what's the big deal?