41: Gu Wanzhou is more important than me? The Lost Rao Shiyun

Li Zhiyan took the 10,000 yuan.

He waved his hand, signaling him to hurry up and leave.

Being able to do this was already good enough; after all, he and Liu Jingfeng were just friends despite the age gap, and Zhang Si was ultimately Liu Jingfeng's person.

Therefore, Li Zhiyan didn't go too far.

"Thank you."

"Then I'll be going now, I'm sorry, Miss Fang."

Zhang Si felt a sense of relief. Before leaving, he secretly glanced at Fang Zhiya. What a pity, this woman was too strong-willed. Even when she was at her wit's end, she refused to bow her head to him.

From now on, he and this stunning mature woman would have no relationship whatsoever.

...

Holding the heavy 10,000 yuan, Li Zhiyan understood what it meant for beauty to be a source of trouble.

Many women of the previous generation were indeed traditional.

For example, Gu Wanzhou, Rao Shiyun, and the Fang Zhiya before him.

But there were also many things that were far more morally corrupt than in 2024.

He had heard of things like a father-in-law and... in a cornfield.

There was also a middle-aged woman in his hometown village who, because other people's husbands were having affairs and hers wasn't, felt she was losing face. So, she called over a woman and watched her husband sleep with her.

Such incidents were endless.

There were even things like the one in the picture!

Some legends truly broadened Li Zhiyan's horizons.

Many born in the 70s played more games than the younger generation; many men's minds were empty except for that one thing.

So, it's not hard to understand why Rao Shiyun and the others had so many admirers.

With their looks, plus the many people they usually interacted with, if no one was thinking about them, that would truly be strange. What these uncles thought of was only one thing: sleeping.

"Aunt Fang, please take your salary."

Fang Zhiya didn't know whether to accept it for a moment. Under normal circumstances, she would never have gotten her money back.

But now, this child had not only gotten her salary back but also an extra five thousand.

"Li Zhiyan."

After Fang Zhiya took the 10,000 yuan, she handed half of it to Li Zhiyan.

"Auntie thanks you. Auntie will keep this five thousand yuan salary."

"This half is to thank you."

Li Zhiyan didn't take it. If he took this five thousand yuan, then he and Aunt Fang would truly have little to do with each other.

"Aunt Fang, please keep it. You are my elder, and it's my duty to help you. How could I take your money?"

"Moreover, my uncle is in, and you have no source of income. This is when you need money the most."

"If you really want to thank me, how about you make me a meal sometime?"

"I'm quite a glutton; I love eating food made by others the most."

Fang Zhiya's eyes were red, and she nodded, humming in agreement.

She felt like throwing herself into this child's arms and crying her heart out. She had never felt so helpless before.

In the darkness, Li Zhiyan was the only one who had extended a helping hand to her.

"Auntie, I see you're completely soaked."

"In this weather, I should take you home first to change your clothes."

"Otherwise, it's quite uncomfortable to be sticky all over."

"Oh, right, I think you should get another bank card and deposit this money."

Fang Zhiya felt utterly helpless. At this moment, Li Zhiyan became her only lifeline.

"Mmm..."

She took Li Zhiyan home and saw the red paint splashed on the wall.

Fang Zhiya was a little worried that Li Zhiyan would be scared.

However, after seeing that Li Zhiyan seemed completely unfazed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This house has also been auctioned off by the court. It's probably going to be sealed in the next few days."

"We'll have to rent a place to live later. I'm sorry, Li Zhiyan, Auntie made a fool of herself in front of you."

After Fang Zhiya opened the door, Li Zhiyan saw that the living room had been mostly emptied. The debt collection methods of this era were just that wild.

It seemed that the class monitor's father had indeed borrowed a lot of money when he started his business.

"There's nowhere to sit. Just sit wherever you like."

"Auntie is going to take a shower first."

After being exposed to the sun earlier, Fang Zhiya indeed felt unwell, especially her chest binder, which was already soaked with sweat.

"Auntie, you go first. I'll just sit here casually."

"Okay."

Fang Zhiya went to the master bedroom, and soon, the sound of trickling water began, making Li Zhiyan's mind a little restless.

Not long after, Fang Zhiya came out.

She had changed into a pair of black trousers and a white shirt, wrapping herself up tightly.

Li Zhiyan suddenly realized that this woman seemed to have never shown her legs.

She was indeed very traditional.

"Li Zhiyan, did you wait long?"

"Mmm..."

Li Zhiyan glanced. Sure enough, now that Fang Zhiya was unbound, her true bust was fully displayed in his line of sight.

A petite woman of 160 cm, with such abundant assets, was truly remarkable.

"Li Zhiyan, you are truly amazing. At 18, you can help Auntie solve such a big problem."

"Otherwise, Auntie wouldn't even know where the money for rent would come from."

"If only Auntie had such a good son like you."

Fang Zhiya wanted to reach for Li Zhiyan's hand.

However, after thinking about her own physical constitution, she gave up.

And besides, men and women should not touch each other intimately.

Just looking at this child was also quite good.

Li Zhiyan was silent for a moment. What, was he now the dream son in the hearts of many aunts?

They all wanted to have a son like him.

"Li Zhiyan, what are you doing now?"

Fang Zhiya felt that Li Zhiyan must be doing some business or working to be able to solve her problem.

And she also remembered that her son seemed to have mentioned Li Zhiyan when he was home, and her husband had even instructed their son to make things difficult for Li Zhiyan so as to curry favor with the homeroom teacher.

Thinking of Li Zhiyan as her son's enemy, she felt even more ashamed.

Someone from a poor family like Li Zhiyan, to reach this point, must have his own talent.

"Auntie, after I graduated, I started my own Internet Cafe, so I know a few people."

"It just so happened that I could solve your problem."

"I didn't expect such a coincidence to meet you there."

A hint of surprise also flashed in Fang Zhiya's beautiful eyes.

"You opened an Internet Cafe?"

"Did your family give you the money?"

"Aunt Fang, no, it's the money I earned from doing french translation."

Li Zhiyan realized that the skills the system gave him were truly too useful. When others asked about his source of income,

He could explain it very reasonably. After all, doing french translation or programming could indeed earn that much money, and after the Internet Cafe opened, his income would be even easier to explain.

"You can even speak french!"

Fang Zhiya looked at Li Zhiyan, maternal love almost overflowing from her eyes.

Looking at Li Zhiyan, then looking at her own son...

"Li Zhiyan, Auntie truly envies your mother for having such a good son."

"Yesterday, I asked Liu Yaolong to get ready to go out and rent a place with me."

"Unexpectedly, he didn't want to go to a rental house and ran off to stay at a friend's place."

"And today, he even complained that I embarrassed him."

As she spoke, Fang Zhiya's tears started to well up again.

"Aunt Fang, don't cry. Life still has to go on, doesn't it?"

"If he doesn't want to follow you, just pretend you don't have this son. From now on, you can treat me as your son."

Li Zhiyan's joke brightened Fang Zhiya's mood considerably.

The more she looked at Li Zhiyan, the more she liked him.

"Aunt Fang, do you use QQ?"

"Auntie doesn't have QQ."

Li Zhiyan was silent for a moment. This woman was indeed quite traditional; she didn't even have a QQ account. She probably belonged to the batch of people who would only register after WeChat went online.

"Then let's exchange phone numbers. When you're free, come to my Internet Cafe to play, and I'll help you register a QQ account. That way, it'll be more convenient for us to chat in the future."

"Okay."

Chatting with Li Zhiyan, Fang Zhiya's emotions stabilized quite a bit. After they exchanged phone numbers, they chatted for a while longer before Li Zhiyan left.

Leaving the class monitor's house, Li Zhiyan constantly thought about the difference between Fang Zhiya with a chest binder and Fang Zhiya without a chest binder.

The moment he saw the contrast, Li Zhiyan truly felt his mind go blank.

That visual impact was truly astonishing.

Putting away his strange thoughts, Li Zhiyan opened the system.

The system mission had been completed, and 50,000 yuan had already arrived in his account. The source of the funds was 50,000 yuan paid by a company for a programming system he developed for them online.

Every transaction was clear.

However, no new missions had been released yet, and with 50,000 yuan in hand, Li Zhiyan was no longer anxious.

He went to Brothers Internet Cafe and, seeing that there were still not many people, Li Zhiyan knew that the system's marketing also needed time. Anyway, with a fixed net profit of 30,000 yuan every month, he didn't need to think so much.

...

In the evening, Li Meifeng called Rao Shiyun.

"Rao, my beautiful lady."

"What's up? You finally remembered to call me?"

At this moment, Rao Shiyun was applying a face mask. Her fair skin was largely due to her usual attention to skincare.

In this era, most women in their forties were no longer attractive.

Aside from a few women with naturally excellent skin, only families with good financial conditions could look young and beautiful at 40.

"I'm calling to ask if you're breastfeeding Li Zhiyan!"

Rao Shiyun's face also flushed slightly. Her tolerance was a bit stronger than Gu Wanzhou's.

But it was still limited.

"Get out of here."

"Don't tell me I hit the nail on the head. That kid is probably lying on you eating right now, isn't he? Your voice even sounds a bit off."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you have something to say, say it quickly. I'm going to sleep!"

"It's about Li Zhiyan."

"About that kid?"

Rao Shiyun's curiosity was also piqued.

"Yes, it's about that kid. I want to ask you, if you had to choose between your husband and that kid, who would you choose?"

"I think that kid definitely wants you to feed him."

"Oh, stop talking nonsense, or I'll hang up."

Some images involuntarily flashed through Rao Shiyun's mind.

"Alright, alright. Do you know that kid bought an Internet Cafe?"

"I didn't know that."

"You probably don't know either. Gu Wanzhou told me about this! This means your status in that kid's heart has widened the gap with Miss Gu!"

"Look at you, D+ and still acting reserved all day, not even offering the kid a couple of bites."

"Now it's good, Gu Wanzhou is feeding him."

"Although 36D is a bit smaller than yours, and not like yours that can really stuff that kid, he can still eat his fill, right?"

Rao Shiyun didn't respond to Li Meifeng's suggestive remarks, but she felt a little disappointed in her heart.

How did Gu Wanzhou know about this? Why didn't that kid mention it to her?

"I called you to discuss something."

"Sometime, let's go to that kid's Internet Cafe, congratulate him, and give him a big red envelope."