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

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"Alright, I know you care about your son, Rongrong. You don't have to keep thinking about working overtime to earn money this time."

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"Given the business situation of your son's internet cafe."

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"Buying an apartment is definitely possible; you just need to enjoy your normal job without the need for overtime."

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Zhou Rongrong also caught the envy in her best friend's voice.

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"Um, Xiao Yan, Mom knows why you asked me to come today, don't worry. I'll just work my regular hours at the company, I absolutely won't work overtime."

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"You can count on it."

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Under the current circumstances, her son was able to earn so much money, and he even made money through programming.

Earning that little bit of overtime pay really was meaningless.

A weight also lifted from Li Zhiyan's mind.

After watching his mom and Wu Qingxian leave, Li Zhiyan felt a bit restless looking at Wu Auntie's retreating figure.

Wu Auntie was really beautiful, too. In his previous life, he hadn't paid attention to so many things.

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A few days later, something happened that Li Zhiyan found somewhat surprising.

Wang Xinyue came directly to Brotherhood Internet Cafe to look for him, and she seemed much gentler than before.

"Li Zhiyan, could you play Audition with me?"

After turning on a computer and sitting next to Li Zhiyan, Wang Xinyue's eyes shone with anticipation. She wanted to cling to Li Zhiyan's coattails; after all, he was from a wealthy generation.

As for Li Shiyu's feelings, she didn't care at all. Of course, Li Shiyu – who had awakened the identity of Bath Emperor – didn't care about Wang Xinyue anymore.

If she couldn't win your favor, there were plenty of stylists to fawn over me.

"I'm not interested in Audition."

Looking at the unimpressive figure of Wang Xinyue, Li Zhiyan truly lacked any interest.

He felt it was just dull...

"Are you playing CrossFire? I can register an account and play with you."

Wang Xinyue's enthusiasm made Li Zhiyan feel a bit uncomfortable. If she were here every day, he would lose the mood to live his carefree lifestyle.

Shortly after, Wang Xinyue took the initiative to register and log in.

She had gone this far, so Li Zhiyan didn't want to outright reject her.

"By the way, Li Zhiyan, I always feel like the class monitor's situation seems a bit off."

"Recently he's become very extravagant."

"He took a few classmates and his friends to a big restaurant for dinner."

"In one evening, he spent over three thousand yuan. He said his dad made a lot of money."

"But I always feel like he's lying."

Li Zhiyan was also surprised; he hadn't expected Liu Yaolong's spending to be so wild. To spend three thousand yuan on a meal in one evening?

Even with 360,000 yuan in savings, he didn't dare act so recklessly, unless it was necessary. Normally, his meals cost just around ten or twenty yuan.

Unless one day he became a billionaire and truly didn't care about the money, spending thousands on a meal might become routine.

"The class monitor is indeed wild."

Wang Xinyue nodded her head.

"Mhm, I think he's so hypocritical, always trying to chase after me."

"I think you're more awesome."

Listening to the ceaseless flattery, Liu Yaolong, who had already awakened to his reality, silently mocked the class monitor in his heart. What's the use of groveling before a goddess all the time?

In the end, wasn't his goddess acting like a fawning dog towards Brother Yan?

This was the disparity in life.

Brother Yan was amazing, they played with the transport ship together, and Wang Xinyue would occasionally pretend to be dumb and cute. To her disappointment, Li Zhiyan hardly paid her any attention.

After a while, the system issued another task.

Glancing at it, he knew it was Liu Yaolong sending his mom over again.

Li Zhiyan became more convinced that whenever the system issued a task, something would happen, and it was related to what he had been thinking about.

"Due to Class Monitor Liu Yaolong's excessive consumption."

"The ten thousand yuan he got from his mom has been spent."

"Next, he plans to ask his mom for money under a different pretext."

"A desperate Fang Zhiya will think of borrowing money from you again."

"Please lend Fang Zhiya ten thousand yuan."

"And try to figure out a way to kiss Fang Zhiya."

"Task reward: fifty thousand yuan in cash."

A reward of fifty thousand yuan made Li Zhiyan pause.

But he quickly realized that this money wasn't easy to get. Aunt Fang was too traditional at heart. The last time he touched her leg, she struggled internally for a long time before letting him do it.

Kissing would be even harder than reaching the heavens.

It seemed he had to use the same trick again, and as he thought about it, Li Zhiyan had an idea in his mind.

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In the evening, Liu Yaolong lit the last cigarette from his pack before returning to his friend's house.

"Xiaolong, lend me a thousand yuan, please."

Su Xiaolong's expression wasn't good. He used to regard Liu Yaolong as a friend, but now, Liu Yaolong had been staying in his house for far too long, and had borrowed several thousand yuan without paying it back.

Thinking about it made him feel disgusted.

"I'm out of money too, but I can find a way to get you five thousand yuan."

"Here's the deal: you take a few private photos of your aunt for me."

"I'll lend you the money—my word is my bond. How about it?"

Liu Yaolong didn't respond. He was willing to take photos of his mother, but what if he were caught? His mother would probably stab him with a knife based on her character.

"What are you talking about? That's my mom. If you won't lend me the money, then forget it."

Su Xiaolong wasn't in a rush.

"Then come to me when you really need to borrow money. I can keep my promise anytime. Of course, if you can find a way to slip your mom a drug or something."

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