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

Li Zhiyan's words were spoken, making Han Xueying's face burn with heat.

Soon after, Li Zhiyan squatted down in front of Han Xueying, who leaned on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

After picking up Han Xueying, Li Zhiyan walked towards her home.

...

The moment the door shut, Han Xueying felt completely reassured in her heart; she knew that Yin Deli and Yin Fengxiang could no longer appear in her world.

There would be no more various potential dangers, and the rest of her life would be spent only with Li Zhiyan by her side.

After entering the house, Li Zhiyan gently took off his coat, hung it on the coat rack, and then went to help Han Xueying with her jacket.

"So impatient, huh..."

"Of course, I am..."

After hanging up Han Xueying's jacket next to his, he urged Han Xueying to change her shoes.

Once both had switched into slippers,

Li Zhiyan scooped up Han Xueying in his arms and headed straight for the bedroom. Once there, the first thing he did was pull open the drawer by the bedside and then throw its contents into the trash can.

The way he did it even made Han Xueying chuckle.

"You hate that thing that much?"

"Of course, Aunt Han."

"That thing hindered my senses, but thankfully, it's no longer needed."

Saying this, Li Zhiyan embraced Han Xueying and began to kiss her.

"Xiao Yan..."

"Aunt, everything is up to you..."

Han Xueying responded to Li Zhiyan, and after the events of this evening, she had thoroughly made up her mind.

Nothing else was important; living peacefully with Li Zhiyan was what mattered most.

After that, Li Zhiyan sent a WeChat message to his mom, letting her know he wouldn't be coming home tonight and everything fell naturally into place.

...

Late at night, Han Xueying lay in Li Zhiyan's arms, gently touching her belly.

She even felt there was a new life being nurtured inside her; the feeling was magical,

giving Han Xueying an inexplicable sense of security.

"Xiao Yan, it feels like a dream to Aunt."

"Aunt Han..."

"This isn't a dream; there will be many more nights like this in the future."

Outside, fireworks were continuously set off, and Li Zhiyan's gaze was also attracted by the scenery outside the window. It would not be until New Year's Eve tomorrow night that Wancheng would experience the true frenzy of fireworks.

"Mm..."

"Xiao Yan, there are no problems with your mother, right?"

"No issues, my mom knows I've been busy, I just need to be home for New Year's Eve."

"Good..."

Han Xueying initiated a kiss with Li Zhiyan.

"Xiao Yan, are you tired..."

Li Zhiyan reciprocated Han Xueying's kiss, answering her question with his actions, a question that, to him, was an insult. Li Zhiyan knew everything, except what it meant to be tired.

...

New Year's Eve arrived, and at this moment, Yin Qiang was sitting in a bar's private room drinking with Yu Long.

Yin Qiang felt incredibly frustrated.

Ever since his failed attempt to beat Yin Xueyang, he had been obsessed with beating her and forcing her to give him money.

But after returning home last time, he found the house empty.

The property had been sold, which meant his mother had completely abandoned their old home.

She intended to hide from him, so he would never be able to find her again,

never able to demand money from her, trying to shirk her responsibility to support him!

That vile woman!

Yin Qiang's heart was filled with even greater hatred for Yin Xueyang.

"Young Master Yin, what's going on?"

"You've been so melancholic lately."

"You're the only child in your family."

"What could possibly be troubling you?"

Yin Qiang took a fierce swig of alcohol, feeling even more aggrieved.

Because of the two young models he'd kept,

he often felt weak, but he was too deep in the thrall of their beauty to extricate himself.

Today both models had gone home.

Yin Qiang had freed up his schedule, but his savings were nearly depleted. Obviously, buying luxury bags and going to upscale restaurants

were all very costly affairs.

"Recently, my mom and I cut ties."

One sentence stunned Yu Long.

He knew how much Yin Xueyang doted on her son,

but he hadn't expected that Yin Xueyang would sever ties with Yin Qiang.

The news was indeed explosive.

"How could this happen, why would your mom cut ties with you?"

Yin Qiang clenched the alcohol bottle and said, "It might be hard to explain the details of the matter at the moment."

"But, indeed, a lot has happened recently, and this bitch now refuses to pay for my living expenses."

"She's hiding from me, so I don't know where she's living; she just doesn't want to give me money."

"So, Brother Long, could you perhaps find out where my mom is staying? I need money."

"I know you have wide connections and are well-informed."

The information divulged by Yin Qiang

made Yu Long's heart uncontrollably excited.

Needing money, a rift between mother and son, Yin Xueyang wanting to hide where she lived—could it mean that Yin Xueyang was now in dire straits?

In fact, Yu Long had always coveted Yin Xueyang's beauty.

But he always knew that this woman had strong connections and was quite savvy with her methods.

And she had always been cautious about her safety.