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Chapter 51: Impulse 051

Chapter 51: Impulse 051

"No..."

"It’s nothing."

Zhao Shumin said this as tears streamed down her face.

Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

He reached out and wiped away Zhao Shumin’s tears.

But the tears continued to flow endlessly.

"Aunt’s eyes were a bit sick today, so they’re a little uncomfortable."

"Xiao Yan."

"Why did you come here?"

Walking alongside Zhao Shumin, Li Zhiyan said, "Auntie, I saw you hadn’t returned and thought you were working overtime."

"I was worried about what happened last time."

"Afraid that guy might retaliate, so I came."

As they chatted, Li Zhiyan glanced over today’s intel. Perhaps because of the big lottery win yesterday,

the information today wasn’t particularly useful.

After a brief look, Li Zhiyan set it aside.

Days of coming up empty like this had happened before.

"Xiao Yan, you’re so good to Auntie."

A warmth spread through Zhao Shumin’s heart. At this moment, she realized that the person who truly cared about her was actually someone outside her family.

On her lonely birthday, when she was all by herself,

he had come to pick her up.

"Aunt Zhao, you make me breakfast every day. It’s only natural that I treat you well."

He increasingly felt that one must choose wisely who to invest care into. When he showed deep concern for Zhao Shumin, she returned it wholeheartedly.

But when he did the same for Xu Qianqian, she would only think it was because she was extraordinary,

and that such gestures were things she deserved by default because of her charm.

"Xiao Yan, go to bed earlier next time. No need to come pick up Auntie."

"The roads are full of cameras now; it’s actually quite safe."

"I didn’t have much to do anyway."

"Plus, I couldn’t sleep."

"Coming to check on you is pretty normal."

After chatting for a while, they soon got home.

Covered in sweat, Zhao Shumin patted Li Zhiyan’s head and said, "Xiao Yan, go rest."

"Auntie’s going to take a shower and go to bed. It’s already late."

"Tomorrow morning, Auntie will make you breakfast again."

Although there had been no birthday celebration,

Zhao Shumin didn’t feel as upset anymore.

Li Zhiyan had genuinely brought a rare warmth to her heart. In this bustling city, such a tender moment was hard to come by.

"Auntie, come to my room later. I have something to tell you."

After saying this, Li Zhiyan returned to his room.

Watching Li Zhiyan’s mysterious expression, Zhao Shumin felt a bit curious.

This child, what could he be up to?

Of course, Zhao Shumin didn’t overthink it. She saw herself and Li Zhiyan as simply an elder and a junior.

She thought maybe he wanted to borrow some money or something.

After taking her pajamas into the bathroom and starting her shower, Zhao Shumin found her mind wandering to the fact that Li Zhiyan had stayed out all night the previous evening.

Could he have gone to find a masseuse?

Or stolen someone’s clothes? Both scenarios were troubling.

And the previous time when she delivered watermelons to him,

she accidentally walked in on...

This kid really had boundless energy. It was almost ridiculous.

For someone so kind, she really needed to have a chat with him.

After finishing her shower and drying her hair, Zhao Shumin, dressed in her pajamas, walked to Li Zhiyan’s room.

"Xiao Yan, can Auntie come in?"

"Auntie, come in."

When Zhao Shumin opened the door, she half expected to hear a request for borrowing money. She thought that if it were just several thousand yuan, she could help him out.

But if it were more than that, she couldn’t manage it.

After all, she still had to save for her son’s marriage. No matter how much hurt Shang Shunsheng caused her, he was still her biological son.

This was the fundamental difference blood ties made compared to outsiders. As long as Shang Shunsheng didn’t commit truly unforgivable wrongs, a son would always be closer than an outsider.

Seeing Zhao Shumin in her pajamas, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Aunt Zhao’s figure, so well-maintained, was truly extraordinary.

"Aunt Zhao, look! I got you a birthday cake."

Li Zhiyan pointed to the birthday cake on the table, then walked to the door and closed it.

Seeing this, Zhao Shumin felt as if she were dreaming.

A three-tiered cake sat on the table, with the words "Happy Birthday, Aunt Zhao" written on it.

She almost wondered if she was hallucinating from wanting a birthday cake too badly.

The birthday cake her own son never gave her had been gifted by Li Zhiyan instead?

"Xiao Yan, how did you know today is Auntie’s birthday?"

Zhao Shumin’s voice trembled. She truly couldn’t understand why Li Zhiyan would give her a cake at a time like this.

"When I first moved in, I accidentally saw your ID card on the table in the living room, and that’s when I remembered."

"Recently, Auntie has been treating me so well, so I thought I’d get you a cake."

"Aunt Zhao, do you like it?"

Overcome with joy, Zhao Shumin found herself at a loss for words.

Tears streamed down her face as she wiped them, trying to compose herself.

At this moment, Li Zhiyan’s place in her heart was completely transformed.

"I like it..."

"Xiao Yan, Auntie doesn’t even know how to thank you."

Li Zhiyan held Zhao Shumin’s hand and guided her to sit down at the table.

At that moment, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of her fair, deep neckline, but his heart was filled more with pity for her than anything else.

To think that on her birthday, no one even got her a cake. Although he himself longed for love,

when he lived at home, his parents always celebrated his birthday. At school, his dorm friends never missed the occasion either.

"Auntie, let me light the candles for you and sing a song."

Li Zhiyan inserted the candles, lit them, and began to sing the birthday song for Zhao Shumin.

Watching him sing,

Zhao Shumin’s eyes grew misty.

"Auntie, make a wish quickly."

"Close your eyes and make one."

"Mm!"

With a soft hum, Zhao Shumin closed her eyes, pondering what wish to make.

Right at that moment, the noise from the neighboring room erupted again.

The tattooed man clearly lacked all decency, and the tattooed woman never seemed to care about restraint either.

Because of the poor soundproofing,

Zhao Shumin’s fair face visibly flushed red.

Her mesmerizing charm exuded the poise of a mature woman.

Moreover, Aunt Zhao’s skin was noticeably fairer than most women’s—almost snow-white, truly remarkable!

Seeing Zhao Shumin, Li Zhiyan found himself somewhat mesmerized by her natural beauty and that luminous neckline, his breathing growing heavier.

Looking at Zhao Shumin’s elegant face, Li Zhiyan couldn’t resist leaning in and planting a kiss on her cheek.

At the moment Zhao Shumin was silently making her wish, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her cheek.

Xiao Yan, what is he doing? Is he touching my face with his hand?

No, wait, it feels like... he kissed my face!