"That’s good, you really scared ."
"What happened to you falling into the water?"
"Yesterday, when I was strolling by the water, I felt a little dizzy and fell in."
"Luckily, Xiao Yan saved ."
"Xiao Yan again? Xiao Yan can swim? Is he okay?"
"Of course, Xiao Yan is a great swimr."
In He Yanrong’s peach blossom eyes, there was an extre softness. That look made Shen Hongi feel a burst of unease.
This woman—could she have taken a liking to Xiao Yan? It seems possible. The thing I was worried about... it seems to be happening.
If I let things continue to develop, sooner or later Xiao Yan will go down the wrong path with either Lai Feifei or He Yanrong!
When that happens, will my efforts to help Xiao Yan correct his mistakes still hold any aning?
"Good thing he saved , or else I would’ve been finished right there."
"I’ve told you to stop staying up late; it’s bad for your health. Now, will you dare to stay up late again?"
"I won’t anymore. I need to take care of my body so I can properly repay Xiao Yan."
"The way you’re saying this feels kind of... off to ."
While lying down, Shen Hongi looked at her own model-like long legs and couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing was off about He Yanrong.
"What’s off about that? Xiao Yan saved my life—he’s my lifesaver. He’s even helped with other things before. I must thank him properly."
"Oh, by the way, did you know? Today I kissed Xiao Yan."
He Yanrong said softly.
Hearing that, Shen Hongi imdiately pursued, "Xiao Yan kissed you first?"
She felt her heart skip a beat!
No wonder Xiao Yan had stopped talking about being with in our earlier conversations. Did he shift his attention to He Yanrong instead?
It almost made sense. After all, I can’t keep stringing along Li Zhiyan. But then again, He Yanrong is old enough to be his mother. How could this be?
"No, I kissed him first."
Shen Hongi relaxed a little, but still, sothing didn’t feel quite right.
"Was it just on the face, or...?"
"It was a real kiss. Tongues and all."
"I think I might really like Li Zhiyan. I want to be with him, to be his girlfriend, to let him experience the happiest things in this world."
He Yanrong’s emotions surged, and she even felt an urge to imdiately hold Li Zhiyan close and savor the mont.
In comparison to Shen Hongi’s rationality, He Yanrong was completely overtaken by her emotions.
"How could you think that way?"
"Xiao Yan is only 20 years old. If you’re with him, won’t that ruin him? How is he supposed to face his family and society afterward?"
Shen Hongi was utterly panicked. If He Yanrong confessed to Li Zhiyan, could he resist? Shen Hongi wasn’t sure he could.
He Yanrong’s beauty was too sultry, making her the perfect partner in bed. Any normal man would probably find her impossible to resist.
This woman was being so brazen, actively seducing Xiao Yan. At his young and passionate age, how could he withstand it?
"You seem awfully nervous, Hongi..."
"Do you care so much because you like Xiao Yan too?"
"No, I just think that as his elders, we need to be responsible. Before having these kinds of thoughts, we should think it through—for his sake. A romance with such a big age gap isn’t fair to him."
"I won’t ask him to take responsibility for . I just want to be with him. Even if it’s just for one day, I want it to be a happy day."
"I want to let him experience ultimate bliss in this world. When he eventually finds soone he loves, I’ll set him free."
"If he never finds soone, then I’ll stay with him, cling to him. When I’m old and unattractive, I’ll leave him."
"I just want him to be happy."
"That doesn’t count as being irresponsible, does it? He can leave anyti he finds soone he loves."
"Anyway, I’ve decided to confess to him tomorrow."
"He saved my life, and I like him. As long as he likes too..."
"I’ll give him all of myself."
"At this age, he must have lots of hormones. I want to make sure he spends this most energetic phase of his life happily."
"Before, I thought it was wrong to indulge my daughter too much."
"Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn’t entirely a bad thing."
"If my baby wants sothing to eat, I’ll make sure he’s fed."
"You..."
Shen Hongi’s complexion turned pale. This woman was just a pure, reckless romantic. Calling him "baby" at every turn without feeling cheesy—now she was even planning to make the first move on Xiao Yan. What on earth was she supposed to do now?
"What’s wrong, Hongi?"
"Nothing..."
Shen Hongi took a deep breath, lying there without saying anything else.
Noticing Shen Hongi’s subtle shift, He Yanrong realized sothing too.
It wasn’t just that madwoman who harbored feelings for Li Zhiyan—this woman did too. Her instincts had been right. After all, the incidents at Bamboo Inn were still vivid in her mory.
Clearly, there was a story between Shen Hongi and Li Zhiyan. If that was the case, she had even more reason to strike first.
He Yanrong’s emotionally driven, romantic mind beca even more resolute.
Baby could only be hers. Everything about baby could only belong to her.
...
That evening, after dinner, Li Zhiyan looked at Zhao Shumin, dressed in a white blouse, short skirt, stockings, and high heels. He still felt like it was all a dream.
"Aunt Zhao, your cooking is amazing!"
Li Zhiyan complinted her.
"You, with that sweet tongue of yours, always flattering like you’ve eaten honey."
Reviews
All reviews (0)