Aunt Fang's heart is too traditional, it's nearly ipossible for her to willingly show off her beautiful legs to me.
So at this moment, Li Zhiyan also couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache.
But this task is definitely something I must do; since the monitor wants to present his mother to me, I have no reason not to satisfy him.
"Aunt Fang, let me take you home,"
"After your mood improves, then you can go back to your stall."
"Hmm..."
...
At noon, after arriving at the Brotherhood Internet Cafe.
Li Zhiyan ordered a fried rice and chilled cola combo.
"Brother Yan, the start of school is really getting closer, huh?"
Next to him, Li Shiyu seemed particularly sentimental, unable to contain his own longing for college life.
"Yeah, but actually there's not much difference, for you it's still gaming everywhere."
"Brother Yan."
"How's your revenge plan going? How far have you progressed with Teacher's Wife, did you get to push the cart?"
Li Zhiyan: "..."
"Wait until another day, I'll introduce you to someone, her name is Li Meifeng."
Li Shiyu was somewhat puzzled.
He then urged Li Zhiyan to log in, and the two played until after three in the afternoon.
As expected, Li Zhiyan heard the voice of class monitor Liu Yaolong.
"My dad is out of prison now, the past was all a misunderstanding, everyone be assured, I'm covering all the internet fees and tonight's karaoke cost."
"Monitor!"
Li Shiyu's voice was clearly surprised.
"Wasn't the Monitor's dad already locked up? How come he has money to show off again? The world really changes fast, how did the Monitor's family rise again so quickly?"
"That, only you would believe."
Li Zhiyan felt that his best buddy was still too naive.
Following that, Wang Xinyue's voice also rang out.
"This Brotherhood Internet Cafe has become really popular lately, my friends all say it's a good cafe."
"They say the computers here are really fast for gaming."
As soon as the words fell, Wang Xinyue saw Li Shiyu, who was very seriously dressed, standing up.
She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Li Shiyu, what are you doing at the Brotherhood Internet Cafe?"
He felt sure his mom would definitely have some money.
"Hello, Mom."
After the call connected, Fang Zhiya was filled with immense surprise and also lots of joy at her son's unexpected call.
"Son, what's up?"
"Mom, I need ten thousand yuan. School is about to start, and I plan to sign up for an advanced prep course in my major. This way, I can far outperform the others and it'll be easier to win scholarships later."
Liu Yaolong casually fabricated an excuse.
He planned to trick Fang Zhiya out of ten thousand yuan. He knew his mother didn't understand these things, so she wouldn't be suspicious.
"Ten thousand yuan..."
Fang Zhiya really didn't have much money at the moment; her stall had cost her quite a bit with the additional expenses and rent.
Although she made a little money from the stall, it wasn't realistic to take out ten thousand yuan at the moment.
But, her son was trying to take care of important things...
She couldn't just not support him.
You can't skimp on education no matter how poor you are...
"Can I give you ten thousand in a month, darling?"
"No way, Mom, I need it now."
In a month, it would be too late for the life of luxury he was looking forward to.
Liu Yaolong, who had just resumed playing the role of a rich second-generation, couldn't wait any longer.
"Alright, then Mom will think of something for you. Will you come home to stay?"
"Better not..."
Hearing the whirring sound of the fan, Liu Yaolong lost all interest. The air conditioning at a friend's place was far more comfortable. Not even a dog would live in a shabby rental room with only a fan for comfort.
...
In the following days, Fang Zhiya, while running her stall, began trying to call her old friends.
Before she mentioned borrowing money, their attitudes were quite good.
But as soon as she brought up borrowing ten thousand yuan, the responses were surprisingly unanimous!
One after another, the sound of calls being disconnected.
Some people were only interested in Fang Zhiya for her body.
This plunged Fang Zhiya into despair. The world was indeed cruel to the core—when it came to borrowing money, there was nobody willing to help her...
Thinking about it was truly despairing. Suddenly, Fang Zhiya thought of someone.
Li Zhiyan!
If she were to ask that boy for ten thousand yuan, he would surely lend it to her, wouldn't he?