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

"Of course, if it\'s a trade secret, you don\'t have to answer."

Li Zhiyan said with a smile, "It\'s not a big deal, it\'s actually just marketing..."

"There are many methods of marketing."

"I chose some that were easier to implement."

What followed was a bunch of plausible-sounding nonsense that lacked any actionable angle.

If it weren\'t for the system, she would never have bothered opening a milk tea shop in such a place.

"Plus a complete information chain in marketing."

"So the milk tea shop\'s business picked up. That\'s probably the principle."

Han Xueying looked at Li Zhiyan, and suddenly her heart skipped inexplicably faster!

This kid, he\'s really talented.

And Su Mengyue\'s cheeks grew even redder—he\'s so talented.

No wonder he had such charisma during his speech at the first class meeting.

Such strong charisma must stem from internal confidence.

Like Li Zhiyan—his internal confidence must be off the charts.

Being so wealthy and talented, his life must be filled with girls.

Soon, it was their turn to queue up.

The dorm\'s attention-seekers went up to order their drinks.

In summer, fewer people drank milk tea, and most preferred chilled beverages instead.

"I\'ll have a cup of iced sour plum drink, extra ice cubes!"

"Mango Pomelo Sago, extra ice!"

"Give me a taro bubble milk tea, with ice cubes!"

The dormitory\'s attention-seekers were unabashed in their orders, while Su Mengyue awkwardly ordered an iced beverage.

"Teacher Han, what would you like to drink?"

"I\'ll have a warm pearl milk tea."

The instructor was obviously on her period.

Li Zhiyan thought to himself that the weather was just too hot.

It wouldn\'t start cooling down until after the National Day, when Aunt Flo wasn\'t visiting.

Everyone preferred iced drinks then.

After buying their drinks, a queue formed again.

Walking home, Han Xueying couldn\'t stop thinking about Li Zhiyan\'s eloquent speech.

His breadth of knowledge clearly far exceeded her imagination.

How did he manage to achieve so much at such a young age?

It seemed that except for average grades, there was nothing he didn\'t know, nothing he couldn\'t do!

Is there really such a genius in this world?

...

In the evening, after playing basketball, Li Zhiyan lay on his dorm bed chatting with Su Mengchen.

He was in a great mood; becoming a millionaire was within reach.

Plans for a house to honor his mother were also coming along.

Just then, Fang Zhiya sent a new message.

Fang Zhiya: "Aunt Fang has prepared a surprise for you."

Seeing Aunt Fang\'s QQ message, Li Zhiyan couldn\'t help but become curious.

What kind of surprise could the demure Aunt Fang have prepared for him?

...

At the commercial street, just off work, Fang Zhiya arrived at a women\'s clothing store.

She decided to make a bold attempt.

Wearing white stockings...

She knew Li Zhiyan liked black stockings.

But in Fang Zhiya\'s mind, black stockings were something only a certain kind of woman would wear, and she couldn\'t accept it at first.

However, she was too in love with Li Zhiyan, and she felt her heart truly beating for him.

That heart-pounding feeling was unforgettable for Fang Zhiya.

She couldn\'t accept it, yet she didn\'t want to disappoint her darling.

So Fang Zhiya chose a middle ground.

Wearing white stockings, which seemed more open than the sheer flesh-colored ones.

Especially those patterned white stockings could sometimes make Fang Zhiya\'s face blush with embarrassment.

After browsing around the women\'s clothing store for a while...

Fang Zhiya bought a pair of white stockings, worried that the shopkeeper might look at her oddly—after all, she was 42 and still wearing such things.

But after seeing the shopkeeper\'s nonchalant gaze, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Back at home, Fang Zhiya began to shower, changing out of her long sleeves and trousers.

After her shower, she put on the low-cut T-shirt, mini skirt, and high heels that Li Zhiyan liked.

Sitting on the sofa...

Fang Zhiya slowly took out the white lace stockings with patterns she had just bought from her bag.

Looking at the white stockings that made her feel embarrassed...

Fang Zhiya felt her heartbeat quicken.

Oh my, how shameful...

Was she really going to wear this?

Gently tearing open the packaging, she took out a white stocking and slowly slipped it onto her delicate foot, pulling it up her leg.

These white lace stockings were much bolder compared to the thin flesh-colored ones she\'d worn before.

Soon, Fang Zhiya had the white lace stocking on her left leg, and her face began to heat up even though Li Zhiyan hadn\'t returned yet.

This truly was a bold venture!