novelraw Chapter 470 - 183: The Gold Medal Mother-in-law, This Night is Not Quiet
Chapter 470 - 183: The Gold Medal Mother-in-law, This Night is Not Quiet
When Li Yuan saw that Zhong Tingyue didn’t resist this intimate contact or shy away from his mischievous hands, a sense of relief washed over him.
This was a good sign.
Li Yuan shifted his body slightly to the side and, with both hands, moved from Zhong Tingyue’s head to her forehead, gently massaging her temples.
Zhong Tingyue’s voice trembled. "Senior?"
Li Yuan replied softly, his tone filled with doting affection, "Little Moon, let me just massage you for a while, okay?"
Zhong Tingyue hesitated for a moment but then softly hummed in agreement, nodding slightly.
A faint smile curved Li Yuan’s lips. He leaned closer to Zhong Tingyue’s head, inhaling the fresh scent of her hair—that same familiar fragrance.
It smelled wonderful, utterly refreshing.
With gentle, clockwise motions, his hands kneaded the temples on either side of her forehead to ease her fatigue.
After massaging her temples for a while, Li Yuan’s hands slid down to her cheeks. His large hands almost covered them entirely. As he felt her long, trembling eyelashes, he gently rubbed her swollen, tear-stained eyes.
Zhong Tingyue’s body quivered slightly. It tensed for a moment before gradually relaxing again. She closed her eyes, quietly enjoying Li Yuan’s ministrations.
***
I took the liberty of inviting Li Yuan over. I hope Little Moon isn’t angry...
In the kitchen, Gu Lanxin was on pins and needles as she cooked. She hadn’t told Zhong Tingyue that she had invited Li Yuan over; she simply wanted to use this opportunity to thaw the ice between them.
Hearing no sound from the living room, Gu Lanxin quietly cracked open the door a bit, peering out with a touch of worry.
Instantly, joy blossomed on her face.
She had feared that Zhong Tingyue would strongly oppose seeing Li Yuan.
But when she saw Li Yuan hugging her daughter from behind and intimately massaging her, a knowing smile couldn’t help but appear on Gu Lanxin’s still-charming, youthful face.
As a woman and a mother, with the special bond between them, she could feel the depth of her daughter’s love for Li Yuan.
These past few days, she had gone to the university to pick up Zhong Tingyue, preparing all her favorite dishes. But her precious daughter would always just stare silently at her phone, lost in a daze.
When her daughter went to the bathroom, she had snuck a peek at the phone. It was filled with various photos of her and Li Yuan.
As a mother, she understood then that her daughter’s heart was deeply missing Li Yuan. That was why she had taken the initiative to invite Li Yuan over today, to create an opportunity for them to be alone.
Regarding Li Yuan, Gu Lanxin had also discreetly gathered some information over the last couple of days in Modu. In her heart, Li Yuan was an unequivocally talented, self-made, and outstanding young man.
Throughout all of Modu, under similar circumstances, it would be hard to find anyone who could even compare to him, let alone surpass him.
Most importantly—and this was what she valued most—Li Yuan wasn’t the son of a rich or powerful family. He came from an ordinary background, free of the so-called "threshold of a wealthy family."
As a woman who was kept by a man herself, she understood all too well how high the bar was for those so-called "wealthy families." They typically demanded equal social standing and would place all sorts of excessive demands on the woman.
When those heirs dated, it was mostly for fun. Once they grew tired of a girl, they would find any excuse to dump her, at most offering a bit of money as a breakup fee—a supposed consolation for her "wasted youth."
For an ordinary Cinderella, no matter how beautiful, marrying into a wealthy family was never that easy.
To end up like her, with a house, a car, and money to spend—being kept—was already considered a decent match.
Most beautiful girls were simply discarded after their novelty wore off. Having grown accustomed to a luxurious lifestyle, they were unable to face reality and would begin a downward spiral. They’d linger in bars and KTV lounges, and after a period of debauched glamour, they would fall completely into the dust, becoming common property for any man to use.
Of course, these thoughts could only remain buried in her heart. She could never tell Zhong Tingyue, lest she crush her daughter’s dreams of a beautiful romance.
Little Li, I’ve created this opportunity for you, so you must seize it. Little Moon is very soft-hearted. Just say some sweet things, spend more time with her, and you two will make up, won’t you? And although Li Yuan might be a bit of a playboy, he genuinely cares for Little Moon. That’s a silver lining in this unfortunate situation. It’s much better than meeting one of those real scumbags who just zip up and run...
Musing to herself, Gu Lanxin quietly closed the kitchen door and happily returned to her cooking.
Tonight, she was determined to showcase her culinary skills.
***
Back in the living room, Li Yuan sat sideways on the sofa, half-hugging Zhong Tingyue. After massaging her head for a while, he began to tenderly knead her neck and back.
It was only early October, but the weather in Modu was still quite hot. At home, Zhong Tingyue wore only a loose, silk tank top.
The top was as thin as a cicada’s wing and made of fine material. Through it, her snow-white skin was faintly visible, seeming to shine with exceptional brightness in the dim glow of the sunset.
On her smooth, snowy shoulders, her collarbones formed two small hollows that resembled little ponds. It looked as though you could pour in some water and raise a tiny goldfish inside.
An exuberant aura of youth radiated from Little Moon’s flawless, jade-like skin and graceful figure.
Li Yuan couldn’t tear his eyes away, his heart racing.
From his elevated vantage point, Li Yuan admired Little Moon’s perfect body. The silk tank top could barely contain Xiongda and Xionger. They were like a deep abyss, swallowing his gaze and causing his heart to ripple with emotion.