At the dining table, Jingyan and I sat on one side, while Aunt Ouyang sat opposite us. The two of us chatted as we ate, but Aunt Ouyang, aside from taking a photo of us at the beginning, spent the whole time leaning back in her chair, her fingers flying across her phone screen, occasionally letting out a soft chuckle.
Jingyan and I exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
"Mom~ Who are you chatting with? Your daughter and son-in-law are right here, but you haven't said a word to us," Jingyan pouted, grumbling with dissatisfaction, while I silently wondered to myself.
Could it be Zhao Chenyu?
"Oh, you're really something. Ever since your dad went on a business trip, you've started keeping tabs on me. When you were little, I never kept such a close watch on you—having to report who I'm chatting with," Aunt Ouyang complained with a smile, but she still flipped her phone over and pushed it toward me.
"I'm chatting with your mom," Aunt Ouyang said to me, as if deliberately keeping it from Jingyan.
"My mom? Let me see." I took the phone, and Jingyan leaned her head against my arm.
Aunt Ouyang had my mom saved as "Dearest Wanyi Sis." [Chat History]
Aunt Ouyang: "[Picture] (It's a photo of Jingyan and me sitting opposite her. I wasn't planning to leave tonight, so I changed into pajamas—matching ones with Jingyan. We both raised our spoons to our mouths at the same time, our movements surprisingly synchronized.)"
Mom: "How lovely. It reminds me of when Bowen and I first started, and when you and Qin Bin first got married."
Aunt Ouyang: "I believe it when you talk about you and Bowen back then, but Qin Bin and me when we first got married? Let's not even go there, haha."
Mom: "Weren't you and Qin Bin pretty good at the beginning too? Qin Bin used to tell Bowen every day that he married such a capable and virtuous wife."
Aunt Ouyang: "Him and me? We never really saw eye to eye, as you well know."
I stole a glance at Jingyan. Her expression didn't change, as if she was already used to her parents' arguments.
Mom: "Well, you've made it through all these years with all the bickering, and the fact that you're still together despite it all shows your bond is even stronger."
Aunt Ouyang: "Let's not talk about us. I'm more envious of you and Bowen. How do you two manage not to argue?"
Mom: "What couple doesn't argue? But we're different from you two."
Mom: "You two are the type who don't hold anything in—if there's a spark, you let it out right away. So it looks intense and scary, always talking about divorce, but we've never actually seen you two go through with it."
Mom: "As for Bowen, he's a bit of a quiet one, and sometimes he gets these sudden ideas. I can't always follow his train of thought either, so we both try to be a little more accommodating. Luckily, he's pretty good at admitting his mistakes, so I let it slide, haha."
Aunt Ouyang: "Well, those two troublesome men. I hope Xuanyu doesn't take after either of them."
Mom: "Xuanyu is a lot like his dad. Poor Jingyan—I can tell she puts more effort into their relationship."
Aunt Ouyang: "My poor girl. So, how much bride price are you, the future mother-in-law, planning to offer? I just told Xuanyu—five million, not a penny less."
Mom: "Five million? Wait till Bowen gets back. I'll have him step on the scale to see how much he weighs. Selling him at bear paw prices might still fall a bit short."
Reading this, I couldn't help but shiver. My mom's joke was really something... Jingyan saw it too and couldn't hold back a laugh.
Aunt Ouyang: "[Sticker] (a smug-looking Shiba Inu with the caption 'Good idea')"
Aunt Ouyang: "Never mind, never mind. Let them decide their own affairs! I can't control them anyway. I'm even being managed by my own little girl these days—if I come home a bit late, she starts interrogating me. Look, she's even torturing me now."
Aunt Ouyang: "[Picture] (a photo of her own wrist with a red mark from playing around with Jingyan.)"
Mom: "Haha, you must have been roughhousing with Jingyan again. Ah, that's really nice."
Although Jingyan and Aunt Ouyang only play-fight in front of me, Mom knows about it too. But what does she mean by "that's really nice"? I kept scrolling.
Aunt Ouyang: "What's wrong, my dear sister? Is it Xuanman again?"
Mom: "Ah, yes. All she does is play on her phone every day. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, and she's not even worried. Just now, I caught her chatting with someone on her phone and gave her a scolding. She's crying in her room now."
Aunt Ouyang: "Oh, don't be so strict. Qin Bin and I have already discussed it with N University—it's all settled. Let her play for a few months; it won't matter."
Mom: "That won't do. Putting aside how to repay you two for your kindness, I don't want Xuanman to become so complacent. If this continues, she'll turn into a spoiled girl sooner or later."
Aunt Ouyang: "I don't think so. Xuanman is still quite well-behaved."
Mom: "When you give her thousands in pocket money, who wouldn't behave well in front of you?"
Reading this, I felt Mom's words... might be a bit inappropriate. Wasn't she blaming Aunt Ouyang for spoiling Xuanman?
Aunt Ouyang: "So what? I'll give it anyway. My daughter, I'll spoil her myself. I give her thousands now, and when she goes to college, I'll buy her a car and give her tens of thousands in pocket money."
I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling touched at the same time. Aunt Ouyang truly treats my sister and me as her own children, even doting on us more than her own daughter, Qin Jingyan.
Mom: "Oh, you little devil, you're going to drive me crazy. I'm already worried sick."
Aunt Ouyang: "I'll annoy you, I'll annoy you. Come and spank me if you dare!"
Seeing this playful remark, both Jingyan and I burst out laughing. At the same time, I realized that Aunt Ouyang and Mom, despite having formed their own families and raising their own children, still share such a pure and genuine friendship.
Maybe Aunt Ouyang also hopes that Xuanman and Jingyan could have a relationship like theirs? And of course, Mu Xianning and Mu Lingze too.
Mom: "I won't argue with you anymore. I'll deal with you when I visit tomorrow. Oh, by the way, weren't you thinking about having a second child? I advise you not to. Honestly, it's a bit ridiculous."
Aunt Ouyang: "Why do you say that?"
Mom: "It's strange. In families with two children, there's always one who causes trouble. I see videos on Douyin about it too. Is this some kind of weird curse?"
Aunt Ouyang: "Look at how tormented you are, starting to believe in all these superstitions."
Mom: "Oh, I don't believe it at all. So, are you really planning to have a second child?"
Aunt Ouyang: "It depends... It's not something one person can accomplish alone. It requires the man's cooperation too."
Mom: "That's true. Well, how is Qin Bin's health? Anyway, Bowen is out of the question now."
The chat ended there. Jingyan and I exchanged a smile, finding it quite amusing. Jingyan sat back down, and as I handed the phone back to Aunt Ouyang, I noticed two messages pop up on the screen.
The source of the messages made me frown.
It was Zhao Chenyu.
The two messages came quickly.
Zhao Chenyu: "[Image]"
Zhao Chenyu: "Sister Lan, what should I do?"
Since it was a preview, the image only showed the word "Image."
I didn't intend to open it and handed the phone back to Aunt Ouyang.
"See? Do you believe me now, my little princess?" Aunt Ouyang put on a pitiful expression as she looked at Jingyan.
"Mhm... Alright, I get it. I won't look at you like that anymore, hmph." Jingyan lowered her head, stirring the porridge in her bowl, muttering defiantly.
After finishing our late-night snack and returning to Jingyan's bedroom, whether it was because Jingyan's delicate body was too tempting or Aunt Ouyang's porridge had filled me with energy, lying in bed, Jingyan and I couldn't help but do it again. This time, however, with Jingyan's strong insistence, I was forced to finish outside.
After cleaning up, I held Jingyan's slightly sweaty, delicate body, savoring the softness and fragrance of the beauty in my arms.
"Xuanyu..." Jingyan murmured my name.
"What's wrong?" I asked. Jingyan snuggled deeper into my embrace, her head resting against my chin, her lips pressed against my neck.
"Do you think... since my dad hasn't come home for weeks and my mom sleeps alone every night, she must be very lonely?" Jingyan asked me.
"Probably," I replied, instantly recalling what I had seen between Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu earlier that evening. That must be her way of coping, but I really couldn't tell Jingyan.
"You know... it's not that I don't want you to... finish inside. I really want to marry you so we can sleep together every night, but I'm afraid... afraid you might end up like my dad..." Jingyan mumbled.
"I won't. At worst, we'll just live off our parents so we can be together every day," I joked.
"Haha..." Jingyan laughed softly before closing her eyes. Listening to her gradually calming breaths, she fell asleep in my arms.
But I... couldn't sleep...
What was the image Zhao Chenyu sent to Aunt Ouyang?
What post did Zhao Chenyu write on the Conqueror forum?
Aunt Ouyang even mentioned renting a place for Zhao Chenyu...
What should I do?
Unconsciously, October slowly passed. During this time, I tried to sneak another peek into Aunt Ouyang's company break room but found nothing.
It only then occurred to me that the end of the month was Aunt Ouyang's period. No wonder.
During this time, Chu Yun and Mu Xianning's situation also gave me a headache. Although Zhao Chenyu had told him what to do, and I occasionally created opportunities for him, it was clear that Chu Yun wasn't a good student. While others' brains were made of flesh, his seemed to be filled with logic circuits.
Speaking of Mu Xianning, she's been acting rather strange lately. According to Chu Yun, sometimes she doesn't refuse his invitations, but other times she's so cold she won't even reply to his messages. Yet the information I got from Jingyan is that there's no misunderstanding between Mu Xianning and Chu Yun, and Mu Xianning doesn't have a bad impression of him either.
So we can only attribute it to not having known each other long enough.
Apart from these amusing life anecdotes, there's also my own secret.
That is, the Conqueror Forum. After learning that Zhao Chenyu is a poster on the forum, I've been checking his profile almost every day. But this guy hasn't updated his posts.
However, I did read some of his previous content and discovered that this guy has quite a few romantic entanglements. The goddess from the neighboring class in high school, his high school teacher—he's gotten them all into bed. Even in college, he hasn't changed his ways. The female manager at the massage parlor where he worked during summer break, the senior in his club, the lustful sports major after workouts—he hasn't spared any of them.
This guy really is a stud, I cursed.
During his junior year, his updates became very slow. Probably because of studies? But he doesn't seem like the type to study hard. Or maybe because of work—that's possible. Another possibility is that he deleted his posts.
His latest update says he'll post in November—an important post about a mature female CEO.
Mature female CEO? Who else could it be besides Aunt Ouyang?
From Mu Lingze, I also learned that Zhao Chenyu has rented a place off-campus, arranged by Aunt Ouyang.
November 1st, Friday, late at night.
I was sleeping at home, preparing to go to Aunt Ouyang's place tomorrow with my mom and Xuanman.
"Buzz—buzz..." My phone vibrated. Rubbing my eyes, I picked it up—it was Jingyan.
"Hey? What's wrong?" I frowned, having just glanced at the time—it was already 11:58 PM.
"Xuan Yu... can you come to my place?" Jingyan's voice trembled, sounding pitiful.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing... can you just come over, please?" She sounded like she was about to cry.
"Okay, I'll be right there. I'm hanging up now."
"Don't hang up! Can we just stay on the phone like this..." Jingyan suddenly stopped me.
"Okay."
My heart raced with panic. Jingyan must have run into some trouble. I hurriedly slipped on my shoes, threw on some clothes, and rushed out the door.
"I'm in the car, Jingyan."
"Mhm!"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just hurry."
"I'm almost there."
"Mhm."
"I'm here."
Arriving outside Jingyan's house, I looked toward the villa. Only her room was lit. As I entered, the first floor was completely dark, with only a few small nightlights glowing like faint fireflies, barely illuminating themselves. I didn't have the mind to think. I quickly went up to the second floor and headed straight for Jingyan's bedroom, opening the door.
"Xuan Yu—" came an anxious cry, followed by two soft bodies throwing themselves into my arms—one was Jingyan's.
The other was a large stuffed animal she was holding.
"Xuan Yu—sob..." Jingyan whimpered, and I could clearly feel her body trembling.
"What's wrong? What's wrong, sweetheart?" I held her, step by step, and lay back down on the bed with her.
Only then did I have a moment to notice Jingyan's state. She was still in her pajamas, with strands of hair messily falling across her face. I gently brushed them aside and saw her slightly reddened eyes and troubled expression.
"I'm scared…" Jingyan threw herself into my arms again, holding me tightly.
"Mhm…" I didn't say anything, just patted her back softly.
"I'm all alone at home, I'm scared," Jingyan sobbed as she poured out her feelings.
"My mom called and said she had something to do, so she won't be coming home tonight. Ugh, seriously, she said she'd be back."
"I don't know why, either. I've stayed home alone before, but today I'm just so scared. I keep feeling like there's going to be thunder."
"Xuanyu… wuwu…"
The more Jingyan talked, the more she cried, and the more she cried, the more she talked. Her voice grew louder and louder, making my heart ache. But what also weighed on my mind was Aunt Ouyang—where had she gone? I could probably guess.
"Alright, sweetheart, your husband is here with you," I comforted Jingyan.
"Wuwu, husband…" Jingyan's crying softened a little.
"Husband… husband…" Jingyan murmured. I could already feel that my autumn clothes were soaked through.
"Husband, I'll talk to Aunt Liu tomorrow. Can you stay here with me, please?" Jingyan pleaded desperately.
"Mhm, no problem, my dear. Don't cry anymore. Look at you, your face is all tear-stained." I stroked her cheek with my fingers, wiping away her tears.
"Mhm… let's sleep! Husband!"
"Let's sleep! My dear!"
I held Jingyan and gently coaxed her to sleep. Gazing at her delicate, sorrowful face, another beautiful image surfaced in my mind.
Aunt Ouyang, are you really with Zhao Chenyu?
The next day, Aunt Ouyang didn't return home until noon. Seeing her flushed face and the way she didn't dare show any temper in the face of Jingyan's complaints, the worry in my heart finally settled.
Over the next two days, Aunt Ouyang spent a lovely weekend at home with us. Jingyan dragged her out shopping, making Aunt Ouyang spend a small fortune, which finally eased her lingering resentment.
While her mood improved, mine grew tense. On one hand, I wanted to know what had happened between Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu, but on the other, I was afraid to find out.
On the evening of the third day, since we had an early class on Monday, Jingyan and I returned to school after dinner at her house. We had originally planned to take a walk together, but unexpectedly, Mu Xianning angrily "snatched" Jingyan away from me. I had no idea what she was dragging Jingyan off to do, so I could only head back to the dorm.
When I returned to the dorm, Chu Yun was still sitting at his desk, rapidly tapping away at his keyboard and mouse. As soon as I approached, the noise stopped—not because I was about to greet him, but because his screen had turned gray.
"How did you die again? You're so bad," I teased.
"It's all because of you, Young Master Lin! You were behind me and messed up my game!" he retorted.
"Get out of here!"
"Wanna join me? I'm almost done with this match. It's been a while since we played together," Chu Yun said.
"Nah, I'm just gonna look at my phone and then go to sleep." I climbed onto my bed, leaning against the soft backrest my mom had bought, holding the Psyduck plushie Jingyan had given me, and covering myself with the silk quilt Aunt Ouyang had gifted me. I nestled comfortably into my own little world.
I opened my phone, went straight to the browser's bookmarks, clicked on the Conqueror Forum website, and refreshed the page.
At the top of the homepage, a post was highlighted in color with a "NEW" tag next to it. The title read:
"Lost in the Mountains and Rivers, Little Yu's First Act of Bliss—A Dominant Queen, Sexy Hot Mom, and Female CEO, Climaxing Repeatedly Under Me"
Seeing this title, I didn't even need to think twice or visit Zhao Chenyu's profile to know it was his update. I decisively clicked in.
The poster's username, "Big Stick Brother Yu," confirmed it was Zhao Chenyu! I hadn't expected him to update so quickly.
The post began:
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