"Besides, he hasn’t said he likes ."
He Yanrong felt a headache brewing. Ever since she’d begun thinking of Li Zhiyan as a junior, she worried he might stray onto the wrong path.
"Are you stupid? He obviously likes one of you."
"The three of you are so attractive. Is there a normal man who wouldn’t be moved? He hasn’t ntioned liking Shen Hongi or Lai Feifei."
"So it must be you he likes."
"I think you should be a bit more proactive."
"Stop talking nonsense! Xiao Yan is so young. If I really... if I really got involved with him sohow, wouldn’t that ruin his whole life?"
"Besides, don’t you always say that in our line of work, we shouldn’t develop feelings for n?"
"You and I aren’t even in the sa profession."
Aunt Rong: "..."
"If you’re serious about wanting a long-term relationship with soone, to spend your life together, then I’d absolutely be against it."
"But if it’s just for fun, I think you can totally be with Li Zhiyan. He’s such an outstanding young man."
"Dating him, enjoying a sweet nightlife together—I think that’s perfectly fine for you."
"You’ve been single for over forty years now. If this keeps going, it’s simply a waste of beauty and charm. I feel pity just watching you."
"Li Zhiyan absolutely needs to make good use of you."
"Catch the last bit of youthful energy now."
"Later when you’re without water or electricity, even regretting it won’t help you."
Liu Li’s words made He Yanrong blush more and more.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
" being with Xiao Yan would definitely ruin him."
"Besides, I only see Xiao Yan as a child."
"You think it would harm him, but he likes mature won! Rongrong, what do you think? If you don’t date him, then won’t Shen Hongi or Lai Feifei end up with him later?"
"I don’t have many skills, but I’m pretty good at reading people."
"I can tell."
"Those two won also have considerable feelings for him. What he likes is attractive older won of this age."
"If you don’t end up with him, then Shen Hongi or Lai Feifei might very well end up with him."
"He’s going to find a mature girlfriend anyway, so why shouldn’t that person be you?"
"I think you should be a little more proactive."
"Stop it."
"I just see Li Zhiyan as a child."
"Actually, there’s another option—you could adopt him as your godson. With that status as cover, things will be more convenient for you two."
"And even if there’s no romance later, you’ll still have family ties, wouldn’t you?"
"I’d like to adopt Xiao Yan as my godson, but he refuses."
Saying this, He Yanrong clamped her hand over her mouth, realizing she’d already said too much.
"Oh! I knew it! Godson, godmother—your real plan is to have a pretend family relationship with him!"
Liu Li seed like she’d discovered a new continent, making He Yanrong’s face turn even redder while her heart grew more chaotic.
This woman’s words did have so sense to them. One way or another, Xiao Yan would end up finding a mature woman as a girlfriend.
Why shouldn’t that person be her? Without realizing it, He Yanrong’s thoughts were being led astray. It took a long mont before she finally pulled herself back to her original thinking: Xiao Yan might be making a mistake, and it was her responsibility to correct him.
...
That afternoon, feeling restless, He Yanrong decided to go out for a walk to clear her mind.
She wore sunglasses, carried an umbrella, and dressed in a qipao paired with black stockings.
He Yanrong felt a little irritable inside.
Concerning whether Li Zhiyan liked Shen Hongi or Lai Feifei, she’d already asked him once before—in the driving school when he’d helped her deal with a man harassing her.
At the ti, Li Zhiyan had jokingly remarked that he liked all of them.
He Yanrong hadn’t taken it seriously. After all, it was normal for a young boy to crack jokes. But his silence yesterday had truly left her feeling unsettled.
As she walked, He Yanrong began to feel physically weak. Truthfully, her sleep quality wasn’t great.
The lack of rest over long nights had left her body not as robust as Lai Feifei’s or Shen Hongi’s. The faint wrinkles at the corners of her alluring peach blossom eyes were a testant to this.
Yet, in Li Zhiyan’s view, those incredibly subtle wrinkles only enhanced Aunt Rong’s charm, making her even more womanly.
From his vantage point at the designated location, Li Zhiyan also spotted the elegant silhouette of He Yanrong moving gracefully in her qipao.
"Aunt Rong is simply too seductive—the perfect companion one dreams of having in the bedroom."
Li Zhiyan followed her. He knew there was no point in trying to stop Aunt Rong; the last ti he’d tried to stop Shen Hongi from twisting her ankle, the result was that his shout actually caused it to happen.
In no ti, He Yanrong, teetering on high heels, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness hit her.
Walking near the guardrail, her body unexpectedly tilted, and she toppled into the water.
The coldness of the water struck her head sharply, jolting her back into consciousness.
Gazing at the surrounding water and feeling her body sink, an unprecedented sense of panic surged within He Yanrong’s heart.
She couldn’t swim. As a woman, He Yanrong could only be described as utterly terrified inside.
Was she really going to die here?
In the next second, she saw a figure quickly stripping off his clothes and shoes, jumping into the water without hesitation.
In her dazed state, she thought she caught sight of Li Zhiyan’s shadow, causing her to wonder if this was so sort of end-of-life hallucination. Was she truly about to leave this world?
It wasn’t until Li Zhiyan’s voice rang in her ears that He Yanrong finally saw clearly who was in front of her. It was Li Zhiyan.
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