He Xiaoxiao was on the verge of tears; she truly hadn’t expected Lin Xiaoguai to be Xu Ji’s aunt. She had been pursuing Xu Ji for two years, eting his cousins, his uncles and aunts, and even his sister, but she had never seen this "little aunt."
—Lin Xiaoguai had visited before, but it was her first ti coming to Xu Ji’s dorm. Normally when she brought him things, she would just make a phone call, asking him to et her at the campus gate to pick them up, exchange a few words, and leave. But this ti, she had so many things to bring him that she drove in.
He Xiaoxiao glanced down at her own outfit with a tangle of worry—a light green checkered shirt with sowhat worn jeans. And then she thought about the ponytail she had tied today, not to ntion she hadn’t put on any makeup!
Was there a worse way to et his elder for the first ti as Xu Ji’s girlfriend?
Lin Xiaoguai’s gaze settled on Xu Ji, the aning behind it very clear.
Xu Ji cleared his throat, "Xiaoxiao, go back first."
"Eh?" He Xiaoxiao thought he was angry and quickly whispered, "Didn’t we agree to go eat pan-fried dumplings together at Liu Ji? How about I wait outside for you?"
Xu Ji raised his hand to rub his forehead, already knowing she wouldn’t be easy to dismiss. After a mont, he nodded, "Alright." He feared that if the pestering went on, his aunt would scoff.
"Alright, spill it—what’s this girl’s deal?" After He Xiaoxiao had hesitantly left, Lin Xiaoguai rushed to ask.
"Isn’t it just like that?" Looking up and seeing the amusent in Lin Xiaoguai’s eyes, Xu Ji bashfully said, "She’s the one who pursued . Aunt, you know, I spend most of my ti in the lab, far from those girls... it’s only because of my appearance that they... uh, co forward. There’s no shortage of girls chasing , but honestly, not many can last over half a year because they realize how dull and boring it is to be with . But Xiaoxiao has been after for two years, and I... don’t exactly dislike her. Mom has been really pushing too, so I agreed to try dating her."
Lin Xiaoguai sensed Shen Chi cared more for the girl than he let on. If it had been an older girl, she would have been happy, but this girl...
"Is she of age?"
"...She just got her ID card last month," Xu Ji said sowhat uncomfortably, tugging at his collar.
"You’re not... just waiting for her to co of age, were you?" Lin Xiaoguai blurted out.
Her instinct was that her nephew wasn’t so passive. At first, he might be caught off guard by a girl’s relentless pursuit, but once he collected himself, he would surely co up with a way to deal with it. Besides, no matter how persistent a girl was, if the boy gave no response at all, she couldn’t keep it up, right?
"Cough, cough..." Xu Ji was drinking water and choked upon hearing her words. After a while, he said, sowhat irritated, "Aunt!"
"Did I hit the nail on the head?" Lin Xiaoguai teased.
Xu Ji truly had no recourse with Lin Xiaoguai. This aunt was very good to the children of relatives, and they were all very close to her. Sotis when they didn’t want to talk to their parents, they could speak to her without hesitation. In addition, he owed his life to her, so his respect and affection for her were even more special.
Moreover, compared to his mother, his aunt, who was always willing to communicate with him as an equal, really did understand him better.
Xu Ji covered his face, "Don’t you know the four words ’unspoken understanding,’ Aunt?"
"Got it, got it, won’t say another word." Lin Xiaoguai made a zipping motion across her lips.
She continued, "Hey, talk to about this girl."
"You won’t tell Mom?" Xu Ji asked doubtfully.
Lin Xiaoguai pondered, "If she doesn’t ask, I won’t say."
"Alright." Xu Ji’s face broke into a slight smile, "Aunt, don’t be fooled by Xiaoxiao’s seemingly clueless and clumsy deanor; in reality, she’s actually pretty smart. She never seems to study hard, yet always scores within the top ten in her grade. Plus, although it may not look like it, she actually studies science, especially excels in math—always landing perfect scores, a star student in their math teacher’s eyes."
"Hmm... is she still in high school today?"
"Junior year," Xu Ji said, scratching his face.
Lin Xiaoguai’s eyes widened, "She’s been chasing you for two years, aning she started when she was still in middle school?"
Xu Ji nodded, a mix of embarrassnt and pride on his face.
Lin Xiaoguai realized that Xu Ji truly did care for the girl.
But...
As Lin Xiaoguai steered her car into Zhi Xin Garden, she couldn’t help but worry: How stable could a romance be at seventeen or eighteen? What if He Xiaoxiao moved on, and yet Ping’an got deeply involved...
He had his worries, too, but Xu Ji was always decisive, not a fan of too much hesitation. Now that he had confird his feelings for her, there was no reason to retreat.
Even if it ended in failure, he would have no regrets.
"Xu Ji, does your aunt dislike ?" On the way back from Liu Ji, He Xiaoxiao asked with so unease.
"Why would she?" Xu Ji stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, "You can thank your face for that. You know, my aunt adores children, and with you being so child-like, it would be hard for her to dislike you."
"Really?" He Xiaoxiao’s eyes grew wide. After a pause and seeming uncertain, she said, "I was actually wondering if I should buy so mature clothes, maybe get so makeup too. But hearing you say this... no need to bother?"
"Forget about it," Xu Ji glanced at her, "Even if my aunt likes you, that doesn’t an she’d approve of you being my girlfriend."
"Ah, why do you always only say things halfway?" He Xiaoxiao glared at him annoyedly, pausing before hesitantly adding, "Should I go shopping this afternoon then?"
"You do need to buy clothes, but skip the makeup—my aunt doesn’t like wearing it herself," Xu Ji replied.
"Okay, I’ll listen to you."
Returning to Xu Ji’s dormitory and looking at the additional items, He Xiaoxiao curiously asked, "What did your aunt bring for you?"
"So food and clothes."
"Can I take a look?" He Xiaoxiao said eagerly.
"Be my guest."
He Xiaoxiao first ca across the items prepared by Han Shouzhen, and she exclaid in surprise, "Xu Ji, I had no idea you actually ate pickled vegetables."
Xu Ji was puzzled, "Why couldn’t I eat pickled vegetables?"
"Uh..." He Xiaoxiao smiled, "I just can’t picture it."
As she continued to rummage, she suddenly ca across so underwear, with two rolls of n’s briefs on top. Her face instantly turned red, and she put the items back in place before moving on to another bag.
Luckily, she had her back to Xu Ji; otherwise, she would have probably been even more embarrassed.
"Why is there a suit?" He Xiaoxiao asked, surprised.
"My aunt must have made it," Xu Ji answered after a pause, "I think I ntioned to her that I needed to wear a suit when attending events with the professor."
"She made it herself?" He Xiaoxiao asked out of curiosity, "Is your aunt in the clothing business?"
Xu Ji shook his head, "No, she just makes clothes for family and close friends."
"No way, that’s impressive! This suit looks just as good as the ones from boutique stores in the mall." He Xiaoxiao unfolded the suit and said, "Do you want to try it on? I think you’d look great in this suit."
Xu Ji hesitated at her words and then put down the book in his hand, "Alright."
He looked at He Xiaoxiao, "You go outside."
He Xiaoxiao pouted and muttered under her breath, "Who wanted to see you anyway?" Despite her words, her gaze couldn’t hide a touch of disappointnt.
After Xu Ji changed, he found that the suit really fitted him and, unlike store-bought suits, it wasn’t tight, but it was very comfortable and still looked tailored.
"You look really good in a suit, Xu Ji," He Xiaoxiao’s eyes widened.
"Enough with the fangirling," Xu Ji said helplessly as he playfully flicked her nose.
Lin Xiaoguai went to the store for a while before driving back ho. On arrival, she threw the car keys onto the coffee table and was about to go upstairs to change when she heard the landline ring.
"Hello, hi," she answered.
"Is this Ms. Lin speaking? This is Sun Changlin. The recent paynt for your manuscript has been processed. Shall we transfer it to the Si Yuan Charity Foundation’s account as before?"
"Yes, that would be great, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaoguai was about to go upstairs when the landline rang once again.
She frowned slightly and checked the caller ID—it was an unfamiliar number.
After a mont of hesitation, Lin Xiaoguai picked up the call. Before she could speak, a voice ca through from the other end.
"Is this Lin Xiaoguai? Don’t you try to trick by saying you’re the housekeeper; I recognize your voice, you can’t fool ."
She furrowed her brows—this voice sounded familiar, but who was it?
"Mom, don’t get worked up, perhaps it really isn’t your sister-in-law who picked up the phone," another weaker voice suggested from the side.
Mom? Was it soone from back ho?
"Get Min Cheng to answer the phone, tell Min Cheng to answer the phone!" demanded the previous voice.
Mrs. Zhang ca in from outside only to see Lin Xiaoguai holding the phone, lost in thought. She was wondering about the situation when she heard a shout from the phone—"Lin Xiaoguai, are you listening? Tell Min Cheng to answer the phone!"
Mrs. Zhang’s face changed color imdiately, "Why are they still calling here." Without hesitation, she snatched the phone from Lin Xiaoguai and hung up.
"What’s going on?" Lin Xiaoguai finally rembered whose voice was on the phone.
— Wang Zhaodi.
"It’s probably so crazy person," Mrs. Zhang put down the basket of groceries, frowning as she said, "They’ve called several tis today, spewing filthy language. It’s been particularly nasty. I told her I wasn’t the lady of the house, but she wouldn’t believe and kept calling back, demanding to speak to the old master. Eventually, I purposely snuck out to buy groceries, thinking if she couldn’t get through for a while, she might give up... But I have no idea how she found out the nas of the lady and the old master."
After finishing her explanation, Mrs. Zhang grumbled, "People are so weird these days, just the other day soone called trying to sell sothing... oh what was it, I forget."
"That’s okay, Mrs. Zhang, go ahead and start on the dinner," Lin Xiaoguai instructed.
"Alright," Mrs. Zhang replied.
Lin Xiaoguai sat on the sofa, pondering the previous call. The more she thought about it, the more troubling it seed—was Wang Zhaodi ntally unstable?
And how did she get the house’s phone number?
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