At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.


    "Wife, let''s exercise tonight," Lew Huan said.


    Ever since Lew Huan got his head split open thest time,


    he hadn''t done much until now, and he was indeed feeling somewhat ufortable.


    "We''re already divorced, get lost!"


    Wang Shangyan had been feeling lonely over this period.


    She was supposed to give in after some persuasion tonight, and although she found Lew Huan disgusting, such matters are normal human needs. If deprived of them for a long time, one would certainly yearn.


    But uponparing her ex-husband to Li Zhiyan, Wang Shangyan felt a sense of dullness in her heart.


    She''d rather ride in a Maybach once than in a Passat ten times.


    Lew Huan was left helplessly outside the door; he could have entered, but he knew that if his wife was unwilling, he could never force her.


    The scar on his own head was proof enough, and then the image of that kid Li Zhiyan touching his wife''s leg came to his mind. He felt annoyed just thinking about it, but the infuriating part was that it had been his wife who had actively ced his hand on her leg.


    ...


    The next day, when Li Zhiyan woke up, he thought about taking his mom to see his inte café.


    What he didn''t expect was to run into his mother''s best friend, Wu Qingxian, as soon as he left his house.


    This attractive mature woman who had almost be his godmother.


    "Auntie Wu, you''vee so early," he said.


    "Yes, I was nning to go shopping with your mom, but she said you had something for her today, so I came over to have a look," she replied.


    Li Zhiyan knew that his mother wasn''t someone who liked to show off, so she certainly wouldn''t have told Wu Qingxian about him owning an inte café.


    "Rongrong, you still haven''t told me, what''s the matter? Is this kid nning to give you a gift?" Wu Qingxian asked.


    Zhou Rongrong initially didn''t want to reveal this, but with Wu Qingxian paying her a visit today, she knew it couldn''t be hidden.


    It was better to tell her straight away.


    "My son doesn''t want me to work overtime, so he''s taking me to check out his inte café. He''s opened one himself," she exined.


    Zhou Rongrongpletely believed in her son because she knew he wouldn''t lie to her. If he said he''d bought an inte café, then there must indeed be one.


    "What? Xiao Yan has opened his own inte café?" Wu Qingxian couldn''t believe her ears.


    It wasn''t until after lunch, when all three of them arrived at the Brotherhood Inte Café, that she slowly regained herposure.


    Xiao Yan was only eighteen, yet he already owned such an inte café, and its business was booming.


    When Li Zhiyan brought people over, Li Shiyu warmly greeted them.


    "You y your games, I''ll show my mom and aunt around," Li Zhiyan said.


    Li Shiyu put on a smile and then sat back down to continue ying his game.


    "Son, your inte café''s business is doing so well," his mother noted.


    Once on the second floor, Zhou Rongrong was even more astonished. Such arge inte café was not only packed on the first floor but also fully upied on the second floor.


    "Xiao Yan, how much money does your inte café make a month? With so many people, it must be tens of thousands," Wu Qingxian said with envious eyes, thinking about her son who only went to inte cafés to y games after finishing his college entrance exams, doing nothing else, while Li Zhiyan now owned his café.


    "Comparisons are odious, as the saying goes," she mused.


    They were all in their teens, yet the difference between them was vast.


    "It does indeed make tens of thousands a month," Li Zhiyan admitted.


    The inte café''s business was evident to the naked eye, so there was no point in hiding it, and he had brought his mother here precisely to show her he was making good money and didn''t want her working overtime.


    His mother wasn''t one to stick to outdated principles. Knowing his financial capabilities,


    she would certainly not tire herself out for a few extra bucks of overtime pay each day.


    He truly didn''t want his mother''s beautiful face to age from workingte nights.


    "Xiao Yan, you''re really impressive. It''s a pity I didn''t be your godmother back then," Wu Qingxian said as she hugged Li Zhiyan.


    In this moment, Li Zhiyan also felt the warmth of Auntie Wu''s embrace, surprised to find her bosom wasparable to Auntie Rao''s.


    It was true one couldn''t tell by sight alone; some things needed to be personally experienced to be understood.


    "Okay, Auntie Wu, don''t squeeze too hard. I''m having trouble breathing, and there should be a distinction between men and women," he protested.


    He had deep affection for this friend of his mother''s.


    "You''re the child I watched grow up. I''ve even yed with your noodle when you were little," she reminisced.


    "And here you are, talking about distinctions between men and women with me," she teased.


    "Are you feeling shy?"


    As she spoke, she held his face and kissed him several times back and forth.


    "Feeling shy? Let auntie kiss you a few more times," she dered.


    But as she continued, Wu Qingxian identally kissed Li Zhiyan on the lips, causing her pretty face to flush.


    Did the child just instinctively stick out his tongue? It looked like he had experience with kissing women.


    "Alright, Qingxian, my son is shy, let''s not tease him anymore," Zhou Rongrong said protectively.


    "Let''s go shopping," she suggested.


    Zhou Rongrong was naturally protective of her son, worrying that her friend might embarrass him.


    After all, her son was of age, and there were many things he was capable of doing now.