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

If I were 31 this year, I would definitely have the courage to be with Li Zhiyan, to bear his children and raise them, but this year, I am already 41.

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After dinner, Li Zhiyan left Jiang Xian's clothing store, which she had closed early today. It was evident that her state had improved significantly.

Women really do need to be carefully nurtured; it seems that from now on I truly need to live up to the title of Time Management Master.

After leaving, he made a call to Fang Zhiya.

"Aunt Fang."

"I'll be there soon."

Just returning home, Fang Zhiya felt her heart beating fast. She could finally see Xiao Yan again.

During the two days Li Zhiyan was out, Fang Zhiya always felt a bit absent-minded at home.

After receiving twenty minutes of affection from Li Zhiyan, he had become an indispensable part of her life.

"Okay, baby, Auntie is waiting for you."

"Have you had dinner? Auntie will cook for you."

"I'm not hungry, Aunt Fang."

"Okay, baby, Auntie is waiting for you."

After hanging up, Fang Zhiya quickly went to take a shower. The clothes she currently wore were too formal, not Xiao Yan's preferred style, so she decided to change into a black silk skirt to prepare for him.

Although she had close relatives, there were still other sports to consider.

While taking a shower, Fang Zhiya was brushing her teeth, waiting for Li Zhiyan to return.

...

As he passed the clothing store across the street.

The clothing store owner quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at Li Zhiyan.

He had clearly witnessed how Li Zhiyan had taken down three thugs armed with knives in no time at all.

Moreover, this young man had also threatened him.

So now the clothing store owner didn't dare look at him.

Li Zhiyan didn't speak to the owner, but if he dared to have any ulterior motives in the future,n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

it would be more than just a simple threat. Stay tuned for updates on empire

Walking down the street, Li Zhiyan saw a hotpot restaurant where Su Mengyue was standing inside, waiting for customers to order.

Li Zhiyan knew that Su Mengyue's family wasn't well-off, but he was surprised that she chose to work a part-time job during the seven-day National Day holiday.

Through the glass, Su Mengyue also noticed Li Zhiyan.

Her pretty face lit up with joy. Could it be that she and Li Zhiyan were really fated, to encounter him in such a place?

She waved to Li Zhiyan, and he, intending to leave, had no choice but to stop. They were classmates after all, and it was polite to interact outdoors. Besides, Su Mengyue was a very clean girl.

In his past life, he never dated during college and lost touch with her after graduation. Li Zhiyan really had a good impression of Su Mengyue.

It was a pity that Su Mengyue had only a B-cup, unlike Chenchen, who at a young age was already on par with Aunt Fang or Auntie Jiang, and had a considerable potential for growth.

Thinking of developing Su Mengyue's figure would probably take many years.

Li Zhiyan entered the hotpot restaurant, and the staff on either side greeted him warmly, "Sir, how many of you are there?"

"I'm not here to eat, I'm looking for a classmate."

Once inside the hot pot restaurant, Su Mengyue, with her hair tied in twin tails, had delivered the menus to the counter and came over to Li Zhiyan, looking up at the tall and handsome young man.

In just a moment, Su Mengyue's pretty face turned slightly red. Although the girl was young and green, one could still glimpse some of her soft contours.

"Li Zhiyan, what brings you here? Haven't you gone home?"

"I came to check on the tea shop."

"I didn't expect to run into you when I came back. Are you working part-time here during the National Day holiday?"

"No, I work part-time here on Sundays, which includes the National Day holiday. I earn four hundred yuan a month."

When talking about her four hundred yuan salary, Su Mengyue's innocent face was filled with happiness.

Su Mengyue's parents were not around; only her grandparents had raised her.

The two hundred yuan they gave her for living expenses every month was the result of her grandparents picking up scraps all day and her grandmother selling small colored lights at night.

She had no complaints and cherished the opportunity to go to school very much.

Right after the military training ended, she begged the store manager for a long time before finally getting a part-time opportunity.

Looking at Su Mengyue's twin tails,

Li Zhiyan thought of Su Mengchen's high ponytail.

The two girls had different auras, with Su Mengyue's green face and twin tails exuding the perfect 'Fair Young and Slender' aesthetic.

Su Mengyue's height was about the same as Aunt Fang's, around 160 cm. Unfortunately,

Su Mengyue did not have Aunt Fang's 'bountiful harvest'; she was just average.

The more he thought about it, the more Li Zhiyan felt Aunt Fang was extraordinarily gifted; in the aspect of 'fruitfulness,' she truly was far ahead of the rest.

And Chenchen, who was 172 cm tall, would grow into his favorite kind of gorgeous mature style.

After all, Chenchen had inherited all of Aunt Shen's best traits.

Aunt Shen's height of 168 cm was already perfect, and Chenchen had surpassed her by a full 4 cm.

If Su Mengchen and Su Mengyue stood together, the difference in their height would be a full head.

The only flaw was her congenital limp.

But Li Zhiyan didn't really care about that; it's true that a congenital limp is not good,

but when lying down, one doesn't need to walk.

At that time, there were no flaws, only beautiful legs and jade feet.

It's a pity that in this life, he had no interest in the 'Fair Young and Slender' type. However, standing so close in front of Su Mengyue,