Chapter 850: 250 Sending Yin Xueyang a scarf, in the bathroom…_2 Chapter 850: 250 Sending Yin Xueyang a scarf, in the bathroom…_2 Just now, Zheng Yiyun’s car was sold, and going to her shop to buy a Mercedes S would probably infuriate her to death.

Thinking about it, Li Zhiyan started to feel excited, as he really enjoyed the enticing sight of Zheng Yiyun getting livid, her chest heaving with rage.

“Sis, Zhang Wu doesn’t know about your situation now, right?”

“Mm…”

Ding Baijie felt somewhat dark and confused when it came to Zhang Wu, considering that, as an uneducated rural woman, getting divorced was like the sky falling down on her–with no future. However, looking at Li Zhiyan beside her, Ding Baijie became filled with confidence about the future.

“I had my phone smashed during the departure, and I didn’t bring the SIM card either.”

“Now I’ve completely lost contact.”

“That’s good. Just settle in here and have peace of mind for the New Year.”

Saying this, Li Zhiyan’s foot gently sought out Ding Baijie’s beautiful legs under the table. In his heart, he felt the touch was incredibly pleasant and believed that slowly Ding Baijie would understand his hints.

…

That night, lying in his room, Li Zhiyan and Su Mengchen started chatting about WeChat, and Su Mengchen brought good news.

“Li Zhiyan, my leg is completely healed. Now, I can run just like a normal person, without any difference.”

“That’s wonderful, Chenchen. Your recovery was much faster than I expected. Wait until the school term starts.”

“Your roommates are definitely going to be shocked.”

“Mm…”

Lying in her room, Su Mengchen thought about the stockings in her drawer, all with traces, and she felt profoundly happy. Her life was really getting better and better.

“I think mom has gotten younger these past few days; even her skin has improved.”

“People’s mood improves their skin. It’s definitely because your issues have been resolved.”

Li Zhiyan continued chatting with Su Mengchen until nearly midnight before hanging up the call.

…

The next day, everything was as usual. Li Zhiyan went to Brotherhood Internet Cafe and, while gaming with his buddies, also knitted a sweater. He planned to quickly finish the sweater so he could go over to Yin Xueyang’s place for dinner that evening.

Thus, it clearly wouldn’t be appropriate to finish knitting the scarf in front of the other aunties.

“Brother Yan, you really are a man of taste. No wonder you have so many women around you; you can even do this.”

“This scarf will certainly move a woman to tears.”

Li Zhiyan just smiled.

“It’s just a scarf. What’s there to be moved about?”

“That’s not how it works, Brother Yan. I’ve learned a lot of life lessons following you.”

“Being moved mainly depends on whether the person giving the gift has money.”

“For instance, if you give a girl a scarf, it’s seen as tender and attentive.”

“After all, for a boss like you to take the time to knit a scarf, it’s touching.”

“But if I were to knit a scarf for a girl, that would be a loser’s move. Such a cheap gift with no sincerity.”

Li Zhiyan: “…”

“Where did you learn all this stuff?”

“I learned it at Emperor Bar. I even can throw a few punches now.”

Li Zhiyan: “…”

Listening to him talk about throwing punches, a sense of the era couldn’t help but wash over him. At that time, online forums were indeed extremely popular.

Outside the internet cafe, many kids were already setting off firecrackers everywhere.

In this age, the festive atmosphere of the New Year was strong, both outside and at home.

It gave people a very warm feeling, which Li Zhiyan particularly loved.

Because in this life, his mother was still alive, and he had many people accompanying him by his side.

However, this festive atmosphere made Yin Xueyang feel very uncomfortable.

At the moment, Yin Xueyang was wandering the streets because it was a rare sunny day, so there were lots of people out and about, with the sound of firecrackers and fireworks everywhere.

Yin Xueyang’s heart felt unspeakably desolate. She had been divorced for so many years.

Although she was without a husband, Yin Xueyang had never felt lonely.

Because she always had Yin Qiang by her side.

But now, his son had cut ties with him, it was as if he’d evaporated from this world.

Yin Xueyang felt he should hate Li Zhiyan. If it hadn’t been for that kiss in the kitchen, his son wouldn’t have cursed at him so.

He wouldn’t have severed ties with him, disappearing without a trace.

Yet deep down, Yin Xueyang knew clearer than anyone that he couldn’t really blame Li Zhiyan. After all, he had indeed been targeting him from the start.

“Did I spend this New Year alone?”

Thinking about the lively New Year, the fireworks in the entire city that never ceased even late into the night, Yin Xueyang’s heart felt an inexplicable wave of melancholy. And somehow, Li Zhiyan came to mind.

Could that little bastard Li Zhiyan keep him company for New Year’s?

If he could, his New Year wouldn’t be so lonely.

“Tch…”

“I must be crazy, to actually think of that little bastard Li Zhiyan. He’s just a beast.”

Moreover, Yin Xueyang knew that Li Zhiyan had his own mother. There was no way he could come and keep him company for New Year’s.

“Go home and sleep.”

Because of recent events, Yin Xueyang felt very down and took to drinking.

A lot of times, he was just resting, sleeping.

However, the emptiness he felt every time he woke up was something nothing could fill.

Of course, there was one thing that could fill the void in Yin Xueyang’s heart.

It’s just that he dared not think about it.

…

Today was exceptionally calm; Li Zhiyan knitted a scarf all day in the internet cafe, even playing games with his buddies for a long time.

This made Li Shiyu wonder if Li Zhiyan might be entrusting him with some secret mission.

“Brother Yan, if you have a secret mission, just say it; I’ll make sure it gets done, don’t worry.”

Li Zhiyan glanced at his buddy, whose complexion had improved quite a bit, and said, “Have you snapped out of your sage mode?”

“Brother Yan, if there’s a mission, just hand it over.”

“Really, there isn’t one.”

Li Shiyu: “…”

“Alright, I’ve got stuff to do; I won’t be joining you for dinner.”

“You keep on playing here, I’ll order you a dish of stir-fried pork with green peppers from across the street.”

After saying goodbye to his buddy, Li Zhiyan casually knitted a small ‘Yang’ character into the corner of the scarf.

In doing so, if Yin Xueyang wore the scarf at school, neither the counselors nor Wang Shangyan would notice. Li Zhiyan’s consideration was truly meticulous.

He would not allow such a thing to happen.

…

At six-thirty, it was already dark. Having drunk half a bottle of red wine and slept for a long time, Yin Xueyang awoke, and the ultimate sense of emptiness from the afternoon hit him.

Yin Xueyang’s heart felt very sad.

“Son, have you completely abandoned your mom?”

Somehow, Li Zhiyan came to mind again.

“Why do I keep thinking about that little bastard? He’s probably out there having a good time right now, doubt he’s thinking of me.”

Yin Xueyang knew very well.

Li Zhiyan had other women besides him; everything he said was a lie, a deception.

That’s why he had to stay away from Li Zhiyan.

Just then, the phone rang.

Seeing it was Li Zhiyan’s call, Yin Xueyang immediately hung up.

“Damn little bastard, I’m so annoyed with you, what are you calling me for?”

As soon as the call was disconnected, Li Zhiyan’s phone call came through again.

This caused the corners of Yin Xueyang’s mouth to involuntarily curve into a smile.

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