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

At 18 he\'s achieved what many people can\'t in their entire lives.

After the salesperson took Li Zhiyan to the fifth floor apartment he was interested in.

He pressed the code and unlocked the door.

This way of opening the door made Zhou Rongrong and Wu Qingxian, accustomed to poverty, feel somewhat ill at ease.

They both felt as though they had lived in Wancheng for many years, but their lives were entirely different from those of people with better economic conditions.

After entering, there was the foyer, followed by the first bedroom.

"This is the outermost bedroom, which can be reserved for the elderly."

"It\'s quite far from the other three bedrooms."

"This way is the living room."

Looking at the incredibly spacious living room, envy filled Wu Qingxian\'s beautiful eyes.

The living room was bigger than the entire apartment she rented.

"The balcony is on the left, with very good lighting."

"Moving forward, you reach the second bedroom. The glass door of the second bedroom leads directly to the balcony, suitable for children."

"On the right, our design is for a study."

"You can work and such in here."

"Go further inside, and you reach the master bedroom."

Zhou Rongrong really felt like she was dreaming as the salesperson opened the door to the spacious master bedroom.

Could she really live in such a house?

After looking around, Li Zhiyan began to inquire about the price.

He could tell from Zhou Rongrong\'s expression and eyes.

His mom really liked this apartment.

"How much for this apartment if paying in full?"

"Full payment would require 1.02 million, but if you are really interested,"

"I can try to get a discount for you down to 1.01 million."

In this era, housing prices are a no-brainer; one could buy with their eyes closed.

"One million then, and we can sign the contract right now."

The salesperson was a bit troubled as the house was very popular and the price was steadily rising with no worries about not selling.

After considering his urgent need for commission, he nodded.

"Ah, okay."

"One million, I\'ll go prepare the contract for you."

After the salesperson left, only Li Zhiyan and the three others remained in the large room.

Looking at the laid floor tiles and walls, Li Zhiyan knew that once the furniture was bought, they could move in.

"Xiao Yan, can we move in very soon?"

"Yeah, Mom, we can move in very soon after we buy the furniture."

"Then let Mom contribute some money for the furniture."

Zhou Rongrong was very proud in her heart. Her dear son could buy an apartment at the age of 18!

Other people\'s sons just couldn\'t compete!

Li Zhiyan didn\'t object to his mom spending money on furniture since he only had sixty thousand left in his wallet; it would be somewhat difficult to fully furnish the house.

There was no need for so many considerations between mother and son.

"Li Zhiyan, I didn\'t expect to become your neighbor as a teacher."

While amazed in her heart, Han Xueying also felt that her bond with Li Zhiyan seemed to have begun.

"Aunt Han."

"Take me to your house to get acquainted with it, and I will come to visit you when I have time."

Han Xueying nodded; after all, they were now neighbors in the same community, and her relationship with him was different from before.

But Zhou Rongrong was indeed fortunate, to raise her son by herself!

Yet the son turned out to be so outstanding; her life was truly worthwhile.

In the following time, Li Zhiyan signed the contract and made the payment.

The apartment was now in his name...

Then he visited Han Xueying\'s home and noticed the black and white photos placed inside.

He knew that Han Xueying\'s husband died in an accident, and she loved her husband dearly, so she had always found it hard to move on.

After that, he went to the furniture mall with Zhou Rongrong and Wu Qingxian.

By evening, the beds for the master and second bedrooms, the sofa, as well as the dining table and chairs.

The cooking essentials were all bought.

Zhou Rongrong and Wu Qingxian, having busied themselves the whole day, were exhausted.

Zhou Rongrong picked up a basin, intending to wash her feet to relieve the fatigue.

Li Zhiyan snatched the basin away.

"Mom, have a seat on the sofa, I\'ll wash your feet for you."

Watching Li Zhiyan go to fetch water, Zhou Rongrong felt incredibly gratified at heart. Her dear son had really grown up.

As Li Zhiyan brought over the footbath and sat down opposite Zhou Rongrong to help wash her feet,

Wu Qingxian\'s heart was brimming with envy.

"Rongrong, you must have done so many good deeds in your past life to have such a great son, I\'m so envious."

Zhou Rongrong stroked Li Zhiyan\'s head, also feeling very happy.

"Your son is also very good, isn\'t he?"

Wu Qingxian didn\'t speak; her son was increasingly driven by vanity, constantly asking her for money to buy luxury brands, and everything he ate, wore, or used had to be from America, or else he would feel embarrassed.

In contrast to Li Zhiyan, he already owned his own apartment.

"Mom, is the water temperature okay?"

While massaging her feet to relieve the fatigue, Li Zhiyan asked with concern.

Sitting nearby, Wu Qingxian felt even more envious.

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"It\'s fine, Xiao Yan, won\'t you help wash Auntie\'s feet too?"

"Auntie\'s also been tired all day, and you used to drink my milk when you were little."

"I am like half a mother to you."

Li Zhiyan felt somewhat awkward; as a child, he was indeed fed by Wu Auntie, but how come he had no memory of this?

"I don\'t remember that."

"What? You used to eat contentedly, and now you want to deny it after the fact."