At this moment, Yin Xueyang didn't want to say a word.
She just wanted to share a tender moment with Li Zhiyan.
During the days when Li Zhiyan was away, she felt a sense of longing as if absence made the heart grow fonder, but she was unwilling to admit it. Right now, they were both very invested.
"Li Zhiyan, you must use it, you know."
"Aunt Yin, there's no need for you to remind me. In fact, you know very well what I've just been doing."
Yin Xueyang's face grew redder and redder.
What followed was all too natural.
...
After Li Zhiyan left, Yin Xueyang returned to the bedroom.
Lying in bed, she kept thinking about what had just happened.
"Damn beast..."
"But, he really is busy. How can this little beast be so capable?"
"He's made so much money at such a young age, and now he's about to open a timber processing plant."
Thinking about it, a feeling of envy arose in Yin Xueyang's heart, seeing that someone's son was so outstanding and a man among men.
