Heartthrob, Your Ima Chapter 278: Return to Jinling

Jiang Xinyi lay on her mother's lap. Being stared at like that made her feel a little guilty for a mont.

Liu Jing stared at Jiang Xinyi for a while before finally speaking up. "In the past, whenever I brought you chicken soup, you would only take two sips and return the rest untouched. How co there isn't a single drop left today?"

"Oh." Jiang Xinyi felt a bit speechless. 'And here I thought it was sothing serious,' she thought, curling her lips. "That's because I wasn't the one who drank it."

"You weren't the one who drank it?" Upon hearing this, Liu Jing furrowed her brows in displeasure. She assud Jiang Xinyi had poured the chicken soup away, which would be a waste. Although their family was not lacking money, she couldn't just waste food like that. She had always taught her daughter that every grain of rice and drop of soup was hard-earned.

Just as Liu Jing put on her motherly airs and prepared to lecture her, Jiang Xinyi added, "I gave it to your lifesaver, Boss Zhou."

Liu Jing, who had been ready to preach, changed her expression faster than flipping a page in a book. She imdiately asked, "Oh, you gave it to Yuwen?"

"Did he like it? Did he say anything?"

Heh.

Seeing her mother's rapid change in attitude, Jiang Xinyi was truly at a loss for words. What was so great about Zhou Yuwen anyway? Look how excited her mother got.

"What else could he say? Didn't you see it yourself? He drank every last drop, and he even had the audacity to say that I should keep him in mind the next ti sothing this good cos around!" This was the first ti Jiang Xinyi had ever described soone as having such audacity, yet sohow, it did not seem annoying coming from him.

In truth, Jiang Xinyi did not have to tell her mother any of this at all.

But she did anyway.

She clearly knew that her mother would be happy to hear it.

Her mother gently chided her with a glance. "You child, he rely drank a little of your chicken soup, why must you use such unpleasant words? I liked Yuwen the mont I laid eyes on him, and he helped

out imnsely. What does it matter if he drinks a little soup? If he likes it, I will deliver it to him every single day."

"Please don't, Mom. I am begging you, don't go adding to the trouble, okay?" Jiang Xinyi abruptly sat up from her mother's lap. She knew her mother was entirely capable of doing exactly that.

But what would that look like?

After all, I used to date his counselor.

And then my own mother goes to his university every day to deliver soup to him?

How would others view ?

Liu Jing, however, felt completely justified. "What does my delivering soup to Yuwen have to do with you?"

"You just focus on being his employee. As for Yuwen and , our relationship is entirely separate!"

"Mom..." Jiang Xinyi felt her head big with a headache.

How could she not know what her mother was scheming in her heart?

But it really wasn't possible. Oh, Mom.

Setting aside the matter of his counselor.

Just look at our ages.

"I am a full six years older than him!"

"As long as there is true affection, what does age matter?" Liu Jing blinked. It was obvious that her fondness for Zhou Yuwen was anything but ordinary.

He had the looks, and he had the talent.

Most importantly, he ca from a clean background, making him a perfect match for her daughter.

Liu Jing felt that her daughter really ought to put in so effort.

"The ancients said that a woman pursuing a man is easy, like piercing a layer of gauze. If you were to pursue Zhou Yuwen..."

"Mom will give you a romance fund of twenty thousand yuan every month."

"Hiss..."

Her mom was really to invest heavily. Honestly, it made her heart stir a little.

"This isn't a matter of money..." Jiang Xinyi's voice lacked conviction.

"Just tell

the truth. Do you have feelings for Yuwen or not?" Liu Jing hit the nail on the head.

"It's not a matter of feelings either..."

"Then what is it?"

Looking at her mother's curious gaze, Jiang Xinyi finally decided to lay her cards on the table.

"Sigh, he has a girlfriend."

"He has a girlfriend?" Liu Jing's eyes first showed surprise, which quickly shifted to feeling disappointed. Then, muttering to herself as if accepting her fate, she said, "I knew it. How could my luck be that good?"

"To just casually visit your place and get a perfect son-in-law for free, it sounds impossible even just thinking about it. Sigh, I am destined not to have a good son-in-law." Liu Jing started pitying herself.

The more Jiang Xinyi listened, the more wrong it sounded.

"No, Mom, the way you are saying that makes it sound like if I don't get with Zhou Yuwen, you will never get a good son-in-law."

Knowing that Zhou Yuwen had a girlfriend, Liu Jing lost all motivation to stay in Jiang Xinyi's room. She cast a glance at her daughter, her eyes carrying a trace of resignation, and finally sighed. "Forget it. With your taste, if I let you do as you please, I reckon I won't even get to hold a grandchild in this lifeti."

"Wait, Mom, where are you going? Are you just leaving like this?"

"It's rare for

to co back. Aren't you going to chat with

a bit more?"

Seeing her mother about to leave, Jiang Xinyi called out from the bed.

Liu Jing had already reached the door. She looked back at her daughter, making no effort to hide the disappointnt on her face.

"Who is in the mood to chat with you?" she replied.

"I need to go tell your grandmother that my good son-in-law is gone."

With that, Liu Jing walked out.

Jiang Xinyi could not help but laugh in exasperation. 'You only t Zhou Yuwen once, why on earth are you involving Grandma?' she thought.

Regarding this, so middle-aged won were just like that. Much like n and won walking down the street who catch a glimpse of an attractive person of the opposite sex and beco deeply infatuated. To call it love might be an exaggeration, but an unexpected encounter with soone appealing in everyday life was definitely enough to leave a lasting impression for at least three days.

Liu Jing's feelings toward Zhou Yuwen were exactly like this. She had already been worrying about her daughter's marriage prospects, and Zhou Yuwen's appearance instantly allowed the empty image of an ideal son-in-law in her mind to materialize.

How could she not be happy? As soon as she got back, she could not wait to share it with Jiang Xinyi's grandmother.

She said, "Mom, when I went to see Xinyi this ti, I saw a really wonderful boy."

"If Xinyi really manages to get together with him, I can finally put my mind at ease."

However, Jiang Xinyi and her mother ca from a prominent family, and their moral values were solid. The mont they learned Zhou Yuwen had a girlfriend, their first thought was that there could never be any outco between them.

This was true for both Liu Jing and Jiang Xinyi, who was lying in bed.

Truth be told, after her mother left, the room felt much emptier.

Jiang Xinyi did find herself thinking about Zhou Yuwen.

She recalled the mont her heart stirred tonight.

It was a pity.

Sothing that was impossible would forever remain impossible.

Resting her head on her arms, she lay in bed and pulled out her phone. She found Zhou Yuwen's avatar and hesitated for a mont, but ultimately turned the screen off and closed her eyes.

Zhou Yuwen was staying at Qu Jing's place again tonight.

It was close to nine o'clock when he returned ho. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, Qu Jing hurriedly got up.

She quickly got up from the sofa.

"Welco ho, Master~"

Qu Jing was wearing a tight gray hip-hugging skirt, and her jade-like legs were wrapped in thick nude stockings. Around her neck was the collar Zhou Yuwen had given her. She stood by the door with an eager, fawning expression to welco him.

Seeing her dressed up like this, Zhou Yuwen could not help but chuckle. "What are you doing? Is this a role-play?"

"I have been waiting for you, Brother! I made dinner for you!" Qu Jing said as she dropped, kneeling on the floor to offer him his slippers.

Honestly, the way she knelt really gave off a distinct Japanese style.

"Please put on your shoes, Brother," Qu Jing said with a playful smile.

Zhou Yuwen let out a light laugh and reached out to pat her head. He slipped on the slippers and followed her inside.

Zhou Yuwen and Jiang Xinyi had eaten quite a bit tonight, but looking at the table full of lavish dishes, he knew Qu Jing had put a lot of thought and effort into it.

"You really didn't have to make so many dishes," Zhou Yuwen noted.

"It's just the two of us eating, and you just got back too, so you must be quite tired." Zhou Yuwen sat at the dining table, scratching Qu Jing's chin as he spoke.

Every ti Zhou Yuwen scratched her chin, Qu Jing would display a look of pure enjoynt, softly humming in pleasure.

Qu Jing smiled and nuzzled against Zhou Yuwen's hand. "I am not tired," she murmured.

"Just thinking about eating with you fills

with energy. Co on, Brother, let

feed you."

Qu Jing smiled brightly as she picked up food for him.

Zhou Yuwen cleared his throat and pulled her into his embrace. "I don't usually eat much at night, so you should have more. I will take a bite of everything, and we can save the rest for tomorrow."

Hearing this, a look of visible disappointnt flashed across Qu Jing's face.

Zhou Yuwen patted her thigh beneath the tight skirt and coaxed, "Alright, eat up. I don't eat much food at night, but I am waiting to eat you. You stay here and eat, I am going to go take a shower."

After saying that, Zhou Yuwen quickly sampled two of the dishes before getting up to take a shower.

Qu Jing was slightly disappointed, but the thought of Zhou Yuwen saying he would enjoy her sexually in a little while made her happy in the end. She hurriedly finished her dinner, eager to go serve him.

Actually, the best part about being with Qu Jing was that he never had to lift a finger to do anything; all he had to do was lie in bed playing on his phone.

Qu Jing's gray skirt was a slip dress style that clung tightly to her curves, looking quite fantastic. She had already showered, so she rely brushed her teeth again after dinner before entering the bedroom with a bashful deanor.

By this ti, Zhou Yuwen had finished taking a shower.

The average future property price in the Zhonghai Garden residential area would hover around thirty to fifty thousand yuan per square ter, but it was ultimately just an ordinary neighborhood. The apartnt layout felt too generic, and Zhou Yuwen had only bought the place as a dormitory for his employees anyway.

Now that he considered Qu Jing to be his woman, Zhou Yuwen thought he really needed to buy a house for them to live in. He recalled that there were a few nice villa developnts near the university. He would have to go check them out when he had the chance.

Lying on the bed, he let Qu Jing arch her buttocks and busy herself with her tasks.

Zhou Yuwen pulled out his phone to check his ssages. The people who texted him the most were always the sa few girls: Zheng Yanyan, Lu Lin, and Su Qing.

They basically ssaged him every single day.

As for Zheng Yanyan, Zhou Yuwen had explicitly told her that they needed so ti apart to cool off.

But Zheng Yanyan was smart.

Zhou Yuwen had told her not to talk to him.

So she resorted to constantly nudging him on the app:

"Yanyan" patted herself and said, "Lu Lin and I went out to have fun!"

"Yanyan" patted herself and said, "I found a new shop."

"Yanyan" said, "The grilled squid at this place is so delicious!"

"Once we reconcile, I will bring you here to try it."

"I really want to send you so photos."

"Heading ho now!"

"I really want to chat with you..."

Seeing this continuous stream of 'pats', Zhou Yuwen felt completely helpless. Yet, he couldn't just ignore her completely, so he cooperatively tapped her avatar to send a 'pat' back.

Then he replied, "Get so rest early."

"Mm! (Cute face)" Who would have thought, Zheng Yanyan instantly replied.

anwhile, back in the big flat, Zheng Yanyan excitedly turned to Lu Lin, who was sharing the bed with her. "Linlin, Linlin! Zhou Yuwen texted !"

"Yeah, I know," Lu Lin replied, maintaining her usual indifferent deanor.

To be honest, ever since her breakup with Zhou Yuwen, Lu Lin felt that Zheng Yanyan had beco a bit obsessed.

It seed as though receiving a ssage from Zhou Yuwen was the only thing that could bring her any semblance of joy.

Besides Zheng Yanyan, Zhou Yuwen also sent separate ssages to Lu Lin and Su Qing.

As for the other people trying to reach him, Zhou Yuwen checked what they wanted before selectively replying.

At ten-thirty that night, Jiang Xinyi's mother ssaged him.

Liu Jing's avatar was a very dignified artistic photo of herself: "I heard from Xinyi that you drank the chicken soup?"

"I apologize, Auntie. The chicken soup was just too delicious, I couldn't resist."

"It's fine. If you like it, Auntie will make it for you again in the future (Snickering face)."

The way middle-aged people used emojis was sothing the younger generation could never quite comprehend.

So, Zhou Yuwen sent Liu Jing a simple (Smile) emoji, replying, "Thank you, Auntie."

A mont later, Liu Jing sent another ssage: "Xinyi tells

you have a girlfriend."

"Yes, that's right. We have been dating for almost half a year."

"Oh."

There was a clear hint of disappointnt in her tone. Liu Jing had hoped her daughter was lying to her.

It was so rare to find such a suitable 'prospective perfect son-in-law', and Liu Jing genuinely had not wanted to give up.

But now that she knew for sure Zhou Yuwen had a girlfriend, she decided not to badger him any further.

There was also a new friend request today.

He opened it and saw that it was from another middle-aged woman.

Damn, the avatar actually belonged to Teacher Yuan, the woman he had bumped into at the office.

In her avatar, Teacher Yuan was wearing glasses. She looked quite proper, but no matter how he looked at it, she gave off a sowhat secretly promiscuous vibe.

Sigh. Given her position, finding out his WeChat ID wouldn't have been difficult.

Zhou Yuwen pondered for a mont before deciding not to accept her request. It was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Putting down his phone, he noticed that Qu Jing's foreplay was just about done. He patted her head and told her to change positions.

He was indeed exhausted today. After a brief bout of intimacy with Qu Jing, he wrapped his arms around her and fell fast asleep. The gray skirt had been practically torn up by him during the process and was carelessly tossed onto the floor.

Zhou Yuwen had bought that skirt in Shanghai for over three thousand yuan. Qu Jing had originally just wanted to wear it to give him so eye candy, never expecting him to be so rough with it.

Qu Jing felt a genuine pang of heartache for the ruined garnt, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Zhou Yuwen had always preferred to sleep completely naked and honest with each other; holding her like this was simply more comfortable.

The night passed just like that.

Zhou Yuwen had officially returned to Jinling. It didn't feel much different from before, except that there were now more people who recognized him around the university.

Whenever he walked down a small alleyway on campus or sat down to eat, girls would approach him to strike up a conversation, abruptly asking, "Ah, are you Zhou Yuwen?"

"Yes," Zhou Yuwen would reply.

"Ah, I know you! You are the one writing novels, right?" the girl would say, her face lighting up with pleasant surprise.

Zhou Yuwen could only offer an awkward smile in response.

He encountered this kind of conversation starter an average of three tis a day.

During classes, the instructors would also recognize him and co over for a quick chat.

As for his classmates, the first ti they saw him return to the classroom, they naturally let out a chorus of sighs and exclamations of amazent, making it feel as if they were welcoming a celebrity.

Zhou Yuwen could only respond with a helpless smile.

The atmosphere in the class was much the sa as before. The majority of the students didn't actually feel any particular way about Zhou Yuwen, but the few who did were incredibly obvious about it.

For instance, a few of the boys were now fiercely devoted fans. Led by Jiang Chao, they would tail him, calling out, "Bro, I am your biggest fan!"

"Brother Zhou, why did you write about Tao Qianqian!"

"Brother Zhou, can you write more about Shen Xiaoyu?"

Jiang Chao and his entire dormitory buzzed around Zhou Yuwen like a swarm of annoying flies.

Whenever he had free ti, Li Qiang would also wander over to chat. "Hey, Old Zhou, do you have any secret adult chapters? Co on, we are classmates, write a few exclusive chapters just for us!"

Zhou Yuwen's status had elevated so much that the girls would blush just speaking a single sentence to him.

For example, when entering the classroom, he almost bumped straight into Li Jing.

Li Jing imdiately looked incredibly bashful. Upon returning to her dormitory, she secretly rushed to show off to her roommates. "Hey, I bumped into Zhou Yuwen just now!"

"He is so polite, he even apologized to !"

Liu Yue was one of the bolder ones in the class. In fact, out of all the girls in their grade, she was the only one who still dared to initiate a conversation with him.

She asked him, "Is writing novels difficult?"

"How about this? You teach

how to write novels. Once I start making money, I will pay your tuition fees," Liu Yue suggested whimsically.

Zhou Yuwen replied, "I don't know how to teach people to write novels."

"That's okay," Liu Yue insisted. "You just need to write an outline for , and I will follow it. When I finish, you can help

edit it!"

Hearing this from across the classroom, Li Qiang nearly died of laughter. "No way, Sister Yue, you are being very calculating. You are basically trying to make my Brother Zhou work for you!"

The other boys who had overheard Liu Yue's proposal also burst into laughter.

Liu Yue, however, didn't blush in the slightest and shot back, "He wouldn't be working for ! I am planning to formally acknowledge Zhou Yuwen as my master!"

"Zhou Yuwen, be my master, okay? Teach

how to write novels," Liu Yue said earnestly.

"Forget about it," Zhou Yuwen said.

"I really don't have the ti."

Liu Yue looked a bit disappointed but declared with unshakeable confidence, "I won't give up, Zhou Yuwen. I want to write novels too!"

"Oh, that's great," Zhou Yuwen replied.

"Work hard."

"Then..." Liu Yue tried to wring a little bit of help out of him.

But Zhou Yuwen cut her off. "Hey, class is starting. Alright, pay attention to the lecture."

Over the past few days of attending classes, Zhou Yuwen had not seen Chang Hao.

Zhou Yuwen hadn't purposely asked about him either.

Li Qiang, however, brought it up on his own, ntioning that Brother Hao was now cooped up in the dormitory playing gas every day.

"Old Zhou, did you hear about Brother Hao having to go to jail!" Li Qiang had a big mouth and told everyone he t about the incident, as if retelling the story brought him imnse joy.

Ti flew by, and soon it was December 24th, Christmas Eve.

It was a Friday, and that evening, the college departnt held a joint Christmas and New Year's Eve party.