Li Zhiyan found himself in an awkward situation. He realized that the image Zhao Shumin had of him in her mind was something he could never change.
When he wanted to speak, Zhao Shumin had already left his room.
The noise from the room next door was a bit loud, but Li Zhiyan knew it was just a matter of time before it quieted down.
Indeed, just as he had expected.
Picking up the clothes Zhao Shumin had given him, he saw it was a soft-fabric T-shirt.
"What exactly is Aunt Zhao thinking about?"
Soon, Li Zhiyan fell asleep.
...
Li Zhiyan fell asleep quickly, but Zhao Shumin was completely different.
Lying in her room, she tossed and turned under the breeze of the fan.
The saying "Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger" was never wrong.
From the sensation of their earlier embrace, Zhao Shumin could clearly feel it.
Li Zhiyan obviously saw her as a woman.
If she could use this method to help Li Zhiyan, to ensure he no longer went out stealing...
