Chapter 43 What do you want your aunt to do?

"came back?"

Chu Fang, who was watching TV on the sofa, heard the sound of the door unlocking, and then saw her son coming back. She asked softly, "Why did you come home so late today? Is your Aunt Zheng working overtime?"

"I sent her to a meeting in the afternoon, then went straight home, made dinner for her, and helped her unclog the drain in the bathroom." Yu Xiaocheng sat next to his mother, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, gulped down the drink, put down the cup, and said helplessly: "I'm so tired."

"Tired already?" Chu Fang rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Before your mother opened the beauty salon, she had to support you, a debt collector, while working two jobs outside. Have you ever seen me say I'm tired? You've had a comfortable life for a few years, you've forgotten how hard it was before."

"Ouch."

"My dear mother." Yu Xiaocheng collapsed on the sofa and said helplessly: "Haven't you read "To Live" before? This book says that you should never believe that suffering is worthy of praise and praise. Suffering is suffering. Suffering will not bring success. Suffering is not worth pursuing. The reason for suffering is that it cannot be avoided."

As soon as the words fell,
Yu Xiaocheng paused, then continued, "Our family is getting better thanks to your best friend. If it weren't for Aunt Zheng, you and I would have suffered so much."

"Smelly boy"

Chu Fang was speechless for a moment, but she was right about one thing. Zheng Yanru was the first contributor to the family's growing wealth. Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and murmured, "My mother and I really owe your Aunt Zheng too much. I feel like we can never repay it in this lifetime."

No.
Now she owes you.

Yu Xiaocheng curled her lips and replied leisurely: "Then you should pay more attention to her on weekdays. Although Aunt Zheng has obtained a marriage certificate, she still can't do without you, a good sister."

"That's for sure."

"The relationship between your Aunt Zheng and I has long surpassed that of ordinary best friends." Chu Fang glanced at her half-dead son and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you a bowl of egg fried rice?"

"never mind."

"I'd better take a shower and get into bed."

Yu Xiaocheng stood up and walked slowly towards the bathroom, leaving his mother still sitting on the sofa.

at the same time,

The pretty, mature, wealthy woman had already finished her shower and was wearing a gauze black nightgown, showing off her charming figure. She was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, facing the noisy TV, her thoughts already flying to a certain little scoundrel.

Me. Am I in love with him?
Zheng Yanru bit her lip, reached out to grab a headrest, hugged it tightly in her arms, and stared at the cup on the coffee table with blurry eyes. At this moment, she felt a little confused. The rich woman was not sure whether she fell in love with her best friend's son, but there was one thing that could give her an answer!
After spending these few days together, a certain little rascal has become a part of my life. The days with him around me feel particularly fulfilling, but when he is not around, my heart feels empty, just like this house. Even the air is filled with the smell of loneliness.

"Ugh"

The rich woman sighed deeply. She originally thought it was just a fake marriage to deal with the pressure from her family. But she never expected it would turn out like this. She would actually be attracted to a naughty boy. The key point is that he is her best friend's son. She couldn't believe that such a rebellious thing would happen to her.

What to do?

Do you plan to continue getting deeper and deeper into this, or should the relationship end here?

But then again, am I really willing to give up? Although the road ahead is full of thorns and various problems are in front of me, including the insurmountable gap, but...but the little bad guy is too good. If I give up and give it to him, I will definitely be jealous.

Suddenly at this moment,

The cell phone on the coffee table rang, breaking the silence in the room and bringing the daydreaming rich woman back to reality.

I picked up my phone and took a look. It was a WeChat message from the little bad boy.

Yu Xiaocheng: Are you asleep?

The rich woman hesitated for a moment and silently sent him a reply.

Zheng Yanru: Not yet, I just took a shower. What do you want?

The rich woman pouted and secretly thought to herself that something had better happen to you!
Yu Xiaocheng: It’s okay, just asking you casually, I’m sleepy, bye, good night.

Looking at the content sent by the little scoundrel, the pretty rich woman was so angry that she was about to smoke. Her brows were full of anger towards him. She wished she could pull him out of the bed, beat him up, and then throw him into the trash can.

Zheng Yanru: You don’t need to pick me up tomorrow, I will go to the company by myself.

I thought he would admit his mistake to me, but the rich woman still underestimated Yu Xiaocheng's evilness.

Yu Xiaocheng: Is that true? That’s great! I can finally sleep in tomorrow. I’m going to sleep until noon!
Damn!

I'm furious!

Zheng Yanru was so angry that she stood up and stomped her feet hard on the spot.

At this time,

Someone sent another reply.

Yu Xiaocheng: Okay, okay, I won’t tease you anymore. Let’s meet at the same time tomorrow.

The pretty, mature, wealthy woman pouted, her irritable mood eased slightly, but she was still a little unhappy.

Zheng Yanru: I want to eat the breakfast you make, the breakfast you make for me personally, it must be made in my home, otherwise I won’t eat it!

Anxious!

Small emotions break out inadvertently.

The rich woman threw her cell phone onto the sofa and buried her head in the pillow. She felt nervous and a little ashamed, just like a little girl confessing her love to her dream boy.

Just when the pretty rich woman was still caught off guard, the WeChat notification sound rang in her ears, and her heart suddenly trembled.

He reached for his phone and looked up secretly.
Yu Xiaocheng: Yes

Although it was just a simple word, it made a certain pretty, mature and wealthy woman feel so happy. She didn't know why she was so happy. Maybe it was because besides her father, there was finally another man who could satisfy her unreasonable demands.

The pretty rich woman picked up her phone, sat there hesitating for a long time, seemed to have made up her mind, and typed quickly on the screen.

Zheng Yanru: Why are you so nice to me?

Yu Xiaocheng: Does this require a reason?

Zheng Yanru: Don’t you need it?

Yu Xiaocheng: Of course!
The rich woman looked at the dialog box with him, a hint of tenderness revealed between her brows. Although the little scoundrel did not answer her, his words seemed to have given the answer.

"oops"

"How to do how to do?"

The rich woman threw her phone aside, fell on the sofa, hugged her headrest to cover her head, and her two slender legs kept kicking the sofa.
Little bad guy.
What should I do, auntie?

(End of this chapter)