Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

One must have some patience, after all, I haven't made the final breakthrough with Aunt Fang yet.

Even now, it's not bad to be able to get my hormone levels up every day.

As Li Zhiyan was thinking about buying sheer stockings, the system released a task.

"September 2nd."

"Liu Yaolong, who flaunted his wealth despite being short of money, asked for money but failed."

"So he made a deal with his classmate Su Xiaolong."

"Using the excuse of his mom's birthday, he drugged Fang Zhiya."

"In exchange for a payment of one hundred thousand yuan."

"Please save her."

"Reward for the task: fifty thousand yuan in cash."

Li Zhiyan's head felt like it was going to explode...

He even wanted to hammer Liu Yaolong to death. How could someone do such a thing to their own mom, and sell her out just to get a hundred thousand yuan for their own spending?

And it was on his own mom's birthday, no less.

What difference was there between him and those gamblers who sell their children? As someone who was very close to his mom, Li Zhiyan hated these kinds of people the most.

It took a while for him to calm down. Nothing that happened in this world could surprise him anymore.

After all, all kinds of people exist, and when greed takes over one's heart, one is no longer human but a beast.

"Looks like once the drug takes effect, only I can sort it out, huh."

A little after five, Li Zhiyan patted Li Shiyu on the shoulder.

"No more playing for me, I've got some things to do, gotta leave."

"Brother Yan, I'll treat you to some fun at the bath center tonight,"

Li Shiyu's salary was paid, and the first thing he thought of was to take Li Zhiyan to get a massage from a technician.

In his previous life, his best friend always involved him when dancing with top technicians.

"Alright, I've got stuff to do. You go on by yourself. I'll arrange a high-end technician for you later, the kind that flies everywhere."

"A flight attendant?"

"Well... you could understand it that way."

This kid, still so young. But now that I've reached my age, I've inherited Wei Wu's legacy, the Prime Minister's ambition, and it's up to me to carry it on and flourish.

...

After arriving at the women's clothing store, Li Zhiyan began to select stockings.

"Young man, buying stockings for your girlfriend? These sheer black ones are very thin, ten yuan a pair."

This aunt was clearly experienced, having encountered plenty of young men buying stockings here.

"Auntie, I don't want black ones. Could you help me pick out a few sheer ones?"

It's not that he didn't like black stockings. Li Zhiyan really liked black stockings, of course, bare legs were nice too. After all, who could not like immaculate, white thighs?

After paying, Li Zhiyan felt a strange mix of unease and excitement on his way.

Asking Aunt Fang to wear stockings seemed to be at odds with her traditional values.

But it seems I quite enjoy doing such things.

Convincing a masseuse to change her ways, dragging a decent woman down with me, making women do things they don't like—there's a kind of strange sense of achievement in this process. It's probably a common affliction.

Having just arrived at Aunt Fang's stall, Li Zhiyan saw from a distance that Liu Yaolong was standing there, talking to Fang Zhiya.

Obviously, he was begging for Aunt Fang's forgiveness.

Liu Yaolong was extremely anxious at the moment; he hadn't yet managed to siphon off the several hundred thousand yuan saved by his mother, and he was upset to have been caught lying.

Recently, he had a lot of time to think and finally realized that his mother must have seen him outside, which is why she was so angry at him.

"Mom, please forgive me. I really want to study and sign up for a more advanced class,"

"But I was worried you wouldn't agree!"

"That's why I lied to you. I didn't do it on purpose."

Fang Zhiya just kept serving noodles to the customers without saying a word, not even considering forgiving her son.

The son she raised from childhood didn't hold a candle to her student Li Zhiyan.

Filled with sorrow, Fang Zhiya caught a glimpse of Li Zhiyan approaching out of the corner of her eye.

"Xiao Yan."

Her voice was filled with surprise.

"Aunt Fang, I'm hungry."

Li Zhiyan held the stockings in his hand, wanting to eat the noodles served by Aunt Fang.

"Li Zhiyan, why are you here?"

At that moment, Liu Yaolong's attitude was very bad. Looking at the stockings in Li Zhiyan's hand, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Li Zhiyan always seemed to annoy him.

"Liu Yaolong, is that the way you talk to your classmate?"

"Why can't he be here?"

"Xiao Yan, have a seat. Auntie will serve you some noodles."

After Liu Yaolong questioned Li Zhiyan with a very poor attitude, Fang Zhiya's anger flared up completely.

If it wasn't for Li Zhiyan, what would have become of her?

She couldn't bear to think about it...

And now, Liu Yaolong was being so unpleasant to Li Zhiyan. How could Fang Zhiya not be angry!

Liu Yaolong didn't dare to speak anymore; at times like this, it was better not to escalate the conflict, otherwise, his chances of getting money were truly gone.

He still fantasized about flaunting like a rich second-generation after the school started.

All of a sudden, Li Zhiyan recalled a saying, "Xia Luo, is that the way you talk to your Uncle Zhang?"

It didn't take long for Fang Zhiya to serve the noodles, and she brought them to Li Zhiyan with chili sauce. When she put down the noodles, she also touched Li Zhiyan's face.

This action sent Liu Yaolong's rage to its peak.

He suddenly remembered the incident of his mother kissing a stranger the night before.

The person standing in that corner must definitely be his own mother; there was no other explanation. So, the person kissing his mother, could it possibly be Li Zhiyan right in front of him!