Chapter 44: 041 Is Gu Wanzhou more important than me? The lost Rao Shi Yun
 

Li Zhiyan received ten thousand yuan.

He waved his hand, signaling for him to scram quickly.

To be able to do this was enough; after all, he was only an old family friend of Liu Jingfeng, and this Zhang Si was, in the end, his man.

So, Li Zhiyan wasn’t too harsh.

“Thank you.”

“Then I’ll be leaving first, sorry about this, Miss Fang.”

Zhang Si felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. Before leaving, he stealthily took one last look at Fang Zhiya. What a pity, this woman was too fiery, still unwilling to bow her head even when pushed to a wall.

From now on, there was no longer any connection between him and this stunning, mature beauty.

…

Holding the hefty ten thousand yuan, Li Zhiyan felt what was meant by “a beauty brings trouble”.

The women of the older generation were indeed very traditional.

Such as Gu Wanzhou, Rao Shiyun, and Fang Zhiya before him.

But there were also many things that seemed far more morally bankrupt compared to 24 years ago.

He had heard of things happening in cornfields with fathers-in-law and…

And in his hometown village, a middle-aged woman, because other men were having affairs and her husband was not, feeling she had lost face, called another woman over and watched her sleep with her husband.

Such cases were endless.

Even shocking events like this image!

Some legends opened Li Zhiyan’s eyes wide.

Many born in the ’70s were more promiscuous than the young people, with some men thinking of nothing but that one thing.

Thus, it wasn’t hard to understand why Rao Shiyun and others had so many suitors.

With their kind of beauty, coupled with more frequent interactions with people, if no one were interested, that would be truly odd—those uncles thought of only one thing, sleep and nothing else.

“Aunt Fang, please take your salary.”

Fang Zhiya didn’t know whether or not to accept it; under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have been able to retrieve her own money.

But now, this kid had gotten her salary back for her, and even added an extra five thousand.

“Xiao Yan.”

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

“Auntie thanks you, keep this five thousand as your salary,” she said.

“This half is to thank you.”

Li Zhiyan didn’t accept it; if he took this five thousand yuan, there would barely be any connection left between him and Aunt Fang.

“Aunt Fang, please keep it. You are my elder, and it’s only right for me to help you. I can’t take your money,” he said.

“Besides, with my uncle locked up, you have no source of income; this is the time when you need money the most.”

“If you really want to thank me, how about making me a meal someday?”

“I am quite fond of tasting other people’s cooking.”

Fang Zhiya’s eyes got red, and she nodded, uttering a “Hmm.”

She felt an urge to throw herself into the child’s arms and cry her heart out; she had never before felt so helpless and alone.

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

“Auntie, you’re all wet.”

“With the weather like this, I should take you home to change into dry clothes first,” he said.

“Otherwise, feeling all sticky must be quite uncomfortable.”

“Right, you should open a new bank account for the money.”

Fang Zhiya felt utterly helpless in her heart; at this moment, Li Zhiyan became her only lifeline.

“Hmm…”

She returned home with Li Zhiyan and saw the red paint splattered on the wall.

Fang Zhiya worried that Li Zhiyan might be scared.

However, she relaxed after she saw that he didn’t seem bothered by it at all.

“The house has been auctioned off by the court, and I guess they’ll come to seal it up in a few days,” she said.

“We’ll have to rent a place to live after that. I’m sorry, Xiao Yan, for making you witness this disgrace.”

As Fang Zhiya opened the door, Li Zhiyan saw that the living room had been practically stripped bare; the way debts were collected these days was just that brutal.

It seemed that his class leader’s father did indeed owe quite a lot of money when he was in business.

“There’s nowhere to sit now, you can just find a spot,” she said.

“I’ll go take a shower first.”

After being exposed to the sun earlier, Fang Zhiya indeed felt uncomfortable, especially as her tube top was soaked with sweat.

“Auntie, you go first. I’ll just sit around here,” he replied.

“Okay.”

Fang Zhiya went to the master bedroom, and soon, the sound of the shower running stirred Li Zhiyan’s restlessness.

It wasn’t long before Fang Zhiya came out.

She had changed into black pants and a white shirt, completely bundled up.

Only then did Li Zhiyan recall that this woman seemed to never show her legs—truly very traditional.

“Xiao Yan, you weren’t waiting anxiously, were you?” she asked.

“Hmm…”

Li Zhiyan glanced at her and sure enough, without the constraints, Fang Zhiya’s full figure was fully displayed within his line of sight.

A petite “jade girl” of 160, with such fruitful bounty—it was indeed remarkable.

“Xiao Yan, you’re really impressive. At 18, you could help Auntie solve such a big problem,” she said.

“Otherwise, Auntie wouldn’t even know where to get the money to rent a place.”

“If Auntie could have a son as good as you, that would be great.”

Fang Zhiya attempted to grasp Li Zhiyan’s hand.

But remembering her physical condition, she refrained.

After all, there should be no intimate contact between men and women.

So she just watched the boy, and that was fine too.

Li Zhiyan remained silent for a moment—what, was he now the dream lover of many aunties?

Everyone wants to have a son like this.

“Xiao Yan, what are you doing now?”

Fang Zhiya thought that Li Zhiyan must be involved with some business or job to resolve her problems so swiftly.

She also remembered that her son mentioned Li Zhiyan when he was home, and her husband had even instructed her son to give Li Zhiyan a hard time to curry favor with the class teacher.

Realizing Li Zhiyan was like an enemy to her son, her shame deepened.

For someone from a poor family like Li Zhiyan to have come this far, he must have had some talent.

“Auntie, after I graduated, I started running an Internet Cafe, so I also know a few people.”

“It just so happened that I was able to help with your problem.”

“I didn’t expect to run into you there by coincidence.”

A glint of admiration flickered in Fang Zhiya’s eyes.

“You run an Internet Cafe?”

“Is it money from your family?”

“Aunt Fang, no, it’s the money I’ve earned from doing French translation work.”

Li Zhiyan realized the skills the system had given him were really useful, especially when others asked about his income sources.

He could easily explain it, after all, earning money by translating French or by programming was indeed plausible, and once the Internet Cafe was up and running, his income was even easier to justify.

“You also know French!”

Fang Zhiya’s eyes brimmed with maternal pride as she looked at Li Zhiyan.

She looked from Li Zhiyan to her own son…

“Xiao Yan, Auntie is really envious of your mother for having such a good son.”

“Yesterday, I asked Liu Yaolong to prepare to move out and rent a place with me.”

“But he refused to live in a rental property and ran off to stay with a friend instead.”

“And today, he even complained that I embarrassed him.”

As she spoke, Fang Zhiya could barely hold back her tears.

“Aunt Fang, don’t cry, life has to go on, doesn’t it?”

“If he doesn’t want to be with you, just think of him as not your son, and from now on, consider me as your son.”

Li Zhiyan’s joke greatly improved Fang Zhiya’s mood.

The more she spoke with Li Zhiyan, the more she liked him.

“Aunt Fang, do you use QQ?”

“I don’t have a QQ account.”

Li Zhiyan fell silent for a moment. This woman was indeed traditional, not even having a QQ account. He guessed she was probably the type to wait until WeChat launched before registering.

“Then let’s exchange mobile numbers. When you have time, come to my Internet Cafe, and I’ll help you register a QQ account. That way, it will be convenient for us to chat in the future.”

“Okay.”

After chatting with Li Zhiyan, Fang Zhiya’s mood became much more stable. They exchanged mobile numbers, and after talking a bit more, Li Zhiyan left.

Leaving the class leader’s place, Li Zhiyan couldn’t stop thinking about Fang Zhiya in her revealing outfit and her appearence after she freed herself from it.

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

The visual impact was astounding.

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

The system task was completed, and the fifty thousand yuan had been credited to his account. It was the payment for a programming project he had done online for a company.

Every payment was clear and accounted for.

However, there were no new tasks yet, but with fifty thousand yuan in hand, Li Zhiyan was not in a hurry.

After visiting the Brotherhood Internet Cafe and seeing it still not crowded, Li Zhiyan understood that the system’s marketing also required time. Anyway, with a fixed thirty thousand yuan of pure profit monthly, he didn’t need to worry too much.

…

In the evening, Li Meifeng called Rao Shi Yun.

“Miss Rao, the great beauty.”

“What’s up, remembered to call me?”

At the moment, Rao Shi Yun was applying a facial mask. Her skin was so fair, largely thanks to her regular skincare routine.

In this era, most women over forty didn’t look good anymore.

Except for a few with naturally great skin, only those from economically well-off families could still look young and beautiful at forty.

“I wonder if you’re breastfeeding Li Zhiyan!”

Rao Shi Yun’s face heated up slightly. She was more resilient than Gu Wanzhou.

But only to an extent.

“Nonsense, just tell me what you want, I’m about to sleep!”

“It’s about Li Zhiyan.”

“The kid?”

Rao Shi Yun’s curiosity was piqued.

“Yes, about the kid. I want to ask you, if you had to choose between your husband and him, who would you pick?”

“I bet the kid really wants you to breastfeed him.”

“Alright, stop your nonsense, or I’m hanging up.”

Rao Shi Yun’s mind involuntarily conjured up some images.

“Okay, okay. Did you know the kid bought an Internet Cafe?”

“I had no idea.”

“I bet you didn’t know, and that’s what Gu Wanzhou and I were discussing! This shows that in the kid’s heart, your position has slipped compared to Miss Gu!”

“Look at you, still prudish with your D+ breasts, not willing to give a few sips to the kid.”

“Now, he’s got Gu Wanzhou to feed him.”

“Although her 36D is a little smaller than yours, not enough to overfeed the kid, she can still fill him up, can’t she?”

Rao Shi Yun didn’t respond to Li Meifeng’s crass words, but she felt a sense of loss within.

How did Gu Wanzhou come to know of this? Why hadn’t the kid mentioned it to her?

“I called you to discuss something.”

“Let’s visit the kid’s Internet Cafe one day, to congratulate him and give him a big red envelope.”