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

The person I once dreamed of growing old with ended up being labeled with words like "whore."

And my pain was sensed by Li Zhiyan.

Is this what they call a mother-son connection? But Li Zhiyan and I aren't mother and son.

We're just related as a senior and a junior, that's all.

Yet, someone so distantly related to me, he's so kind.

"I felt upset and wanted to take a walk, and I just happened to enter this hotel,"

"I wanted to go up and talk to you, but then I saw that boss using a screwdriver to pry the door open."

"So I went up and gave him a kick."

Li Zhiyan's narration left Jiang Xian at a loss for words, but she was grateful for his presence.

Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do.

"Xiao Yan, thank you, I'm so glad you were here, otherwise Auntie might have been in big trouble this time."

A sense of grievance welled up, and Jiang Xian couldn't help but shed tears.

"Auntie Jiang, don't cry."

"Don't be sad, I'm here to keep you company, aren't I?"

"Let's go to a hotel first, this time a bigger one, something more standard."

Jiang Xian nodded.

Then Li Zhiyan took her down a few streets to the Vienna Hotel.

The clerk was a bit surprised when registering their IDs, but said nothing.

In this era, it's too common for an 18-year-old and a 41-year-old woman to check into a hotel.

Some wealthy men in their fifties are still bringing in 18-year-old girls to stay at hotels.

In today's society, such things are no longer surprising.

...

Once in the room, Jiang Xian finally settled down; she too got carried away by her emotions earlier.

So she just wanted to find a place to rest quickly.

The place was quite spacious as well, so she didn't think much of it.

But then that incident happened.

"Xiao Yan, Auntie really thanks you."

"I truly wouldn't know what to do without you."

Li Zhiyan took Jiang Xian's hand.

The two sat down on the couch and gazed at the distant scenery from beside the window.

At this time, the suburbs of Wancheng were still quite desolate, but everywhere was being developed for real estate.

"Auntie Jiang."

"I've always said it,"

"We two are bound by fate; I can always feel when you are sad and troubled."

Jiang Xian couldn't help but nod.

"Xiao Yan, Auntie and you do indeed share a fate."

One coincidence after another, how could it not be fate?

"Auntie Jiang, what exactly happened with Mr. Yen? Did you fight again? I can tell your mood is really bad."

Jiang Xian had grown accustomed to Li Zhiyan's reluctance to address him as a teacher.

Yen Zhengjin wasn't really a good teacher, so it was normal for Li Zhiyan to dislike him.

"He wanted to reconcile with me at noon today."

"At that moment, I considered reconciling with him."

"But then, in the evening,"

"when he returned home, he started to insult me; those words, they were utterly vulgar."

"Old and ugly, whor—"

Jiang Xian couldn't bring herself to finish the word, and as she thought about it, she started to cry.

Li Zhiyan instinctively wrapped his arm around Jiang Xian's waist.

Then he held her, letting her cry in his arms.

"Xiao Yan, Auntie feels so wronged..."

Feeling her trembling, Li Zhiyan closed his eyes and patted Jiang Xian's back, soothing her emotions.

He wanted Jiang Xian to quickly recover from such emotional turmoil.

At the same time, he expressed 20 points of respect for Auntie Jiang.

Jiang Xian felt Li Zhiyan's warmth and kept crying.

After about fifteen minutes, the feelings of grievance and discontent in her heart were completely vented out.

She bashfully left his embrace.

Jiang Xian said with a shy voice, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yan."

"You're just a kid, and here I am, crying in your arms."

Li Zhiyan held onto Jiang Xian's smooth jade hand, reluctant to let go.

"What 'just a kid' are you talking about?"

"Auntie Jiang, when you're vulnerable, I am your support."

At that moment, Jiang Xian's tears couldn't stop flowing again.

"Alright..."

"Auntie will take a shower first."

Covered in sweat, Jiang Xian, who loved cleanliness, found it somewhat unbearable.

"Then, Auntie Jiang, I promise not to look that way, I'll just enjoy the scenery."

The hotel's glass was frosted, giving a semi-transparent feel, and one could vaguely see some outlines through it.

Fang Zhiya had also taken a shower in such a place before...

But at that time, Li Zhiyan went out.

This time, Li Zhiyan just wanted to look at the scenery outside the window.

Jiang Xian also noticed this and clenched her hand before entering the bathroom with a towel.

After all, in her heart, she only thought of Li Zhiyan as a kid.

Being seen as a shadowy figure by a kid, it's not a big deal.

Especially since the glass isn't fully transparent.

Jiang Xian kept comforting herself internally, and her heart relaxed quite a bit.

...

When Jiang Xian changed into the hotel's disposable pajamas and came out of the bathroom,

Li Zhiyan couldn't take his eyes off her.

Auntie Jiang's body is really great, he guessed Yen Zhengjin must be inadequate.

That's why he had spoken such words to denigrate Auntie Jiang, preserving what little self-esteem he had.

It had to be like this...

Li Zhiyan guessed as such inwardly, understanding men all too well.

No man with normal capabilities would ever tell such blatant lies.

"Auntie Jiang, I want to go take a shower too."