"Aunt Zhao..."
Zhao Shumin closed the door and exited the room.
After returning to her own room, she turned on the fan.
But it still couldn't cool her down; her heart was still deeply shaken.
Zhao Shumin tried to force herself to sleep, but the scorching summer air seemed to be full of flames, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.
...
Li Zhiyan's mind was also unsettled.
"How awkward."
After being interrupted by Zhao Shumin, Li Zhiyan started learning about German history online; in the following days, the conversations between Zhao Shumin and Li Zhiyan noticeably decreased.
Yet she still made breakfast for Li Zhiyan every day, and if she came back early enough, she would also help make his dinner.
This made Li Zhiyan's affection for this seemingly shrewish, yet kind-hearted Aunt F grow continuously.
Over these past few days, some more information on scratch tickets was updated.
Li Zhiyan watched as his WeChat balance successfully surpassed twenty thousand yuan!
