When Wei Ming brought it up, Yang Haoran reported truthfully: “The day before yesterday, when you went downstairs to buy oyster sauce, I chatted with your mom while holding her and groping her ass and breasts. She didn’t resist much. Yesterday, when you went downstairs to take out the trash, Auntie He was very cautious and didn’t let me touch her, afraid you’d come back up soon.”
“Later, when you cooperated by going to the room to play games, I went to her bedroom. I told her you were wearing headphones and playing games. For over half an hour, I reached into her clothes and fondled her breasts and pussy. I even inserted my fingers into her cunt and made her orgasm. Didn’t you notice? Your mom changed clothes yesterday.”
Hearing Yang Haoran describe it so vividly, Wei Ming couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild. When he snapped out of it, he punched Haoran’s shoulder and joked, “Looks like I’ll have to call you Dad soon.”
“Haha…”
Both of them burst out laughing. Their relationship reached a new level because of this strange connection. The fact that Wei Ming could make such a joke proved he didn’t mind this kind of thing.
Only He Muchen, who was cleaning the living room, remained in the dark.
“How are things going with Han Lili?”
After laughing, Yang Haoran also showed concern for his best friend’s love life.
“We’ve been chatting quite well, but something feels off,” Wei Ming said with some frustration. “The topics she brings up are open, but she occasionally beats around the bush asking me what I think of Xiao Shaowan from our class.”
“Haoran, do you think she’s afraid I like Xiao Shaowan and is testing me?”
Hearing Wei Ming’s question, Yang Haoran slapped his forehead. Damn, he forgot to tell Wei Ming about this.
So, Yang Haoran explained in detail why Han Lili had actively started chatting with him. When Wei Ming heard that Xiao Shaowan had pretended to like him and asked Han Lili to find out how he felt about Xiao Shaowan, his brain almost short-circuited.
“Holy shit, Haoran, what kind of fucked-up idea is this?”
Wei Ming finally understood why Han Lili’s attitude toward him was both enthusiastic yet distant.
Turns out, her enthusiasm was just about gathering information, while the distance reflected her true feelings toward him.
What a淋漓尽致的人间惨剧 (smoothly devastating human tragedy)!
Yang Haoran shrugged and said to him, “This was the only way to get Han Lili to take the initiative with you. At least it’s working so far. As long as you don’t say whether you like Xiao Shaowan or not, Han Lili can’t complete her task, and you can use this chance to spend time with her and build a connection.”
Then, Yang Haoran asked worriedly, “You didn’t say anything stupid like you like Xiao Shaowan, did you?”
“Nonsense, I’m not that dumb.”
Wei Ming rolled his eyes at him. After thinking it over carefully, he realized Haoran’s method was actually pretty good.
Han Lili, concerned about the task Xiao Shaowan gave her, would be less guarded and more proactive. Little did she know that, after all this circling around, she was the actual target.
Yang Haoran patted his shoulder and said, “The path is laid out for you. It’s up to you to walk it. School’s out this afternoon for National Day holiday. You could try asking her out.”
“Han Lili has a straightforward personality and doesn’t overthink things. Plus, she’s carrying out Xiao Shaowan’s task, so she’ll probably agree if you ask her out during the holiday. It’ll depend on your performance after that.”
Hearing Yang Haoran’s words, Wei Ming’s eyes lit up.
He began fantasizing about their date and said with a grin,
“What about you, Haoran? Any plans for the National Day holiday?”
When Wei Ming brought this up, Yang Haoran felt slightly worried. Will Mom go traveling with Dad?
If she doesn’t go, what excuse will she use?
Oh right, I need to not go either. Looks like I still need to discuss it with Mom.
Trusting Auntie Shen implicitly, Yang Haoran believed that if Mom really didn’t plan to go, discussing it with her might work.
Lost in thought, Yang Haoran answered casually, “I’ll probably just lie around at home during the holiday, play some games.”
Wei Ming, unaware that the “games” Haoran referred to were not the conventional kind, suggested, “Haoran, you could take Xiao Shaowan to a hotel room and have some fun.”
Yang Haoran chuckled. “Having fun in a hotel room isn’t as satisfying as playing games.”
Wei Ming gave him a thumbs-up. Xiao Shaowan was so much prettier than Han Lili. If it were him, he’d go all night without stopping. Haoran would rather lie at home and play games? What a waste of a good thing.
Knock, knock…
“What are you talking about? Why is the door closed?”
He Muchen’s voice came from outside the door. Yang Haoran went over and opened it: “Auntie He, we were just saying that none of the girls in our class are as beautiful and elegant as you.”
He Muchen knew Yang Haoran was joking, but hearing his compliment, she couldn’t help but show an unconcealable smile. Chiding him, she said, “You kid… that’s not true at all. Auntie is so old now, how could I compare to young girls these days?”
Yang Haoran, without changing his expression, praised, “Auntie He, saying that is being overly modest. If the girls in our class are like unripe apples, then you are like a ripe, sweet peach in my eyes.”
“I find unripe apples sour and prefer something sweeter and juicier. For me, someone like you, Auntie He, has much more feminine charm.”
“Who describes people like that?”
Mindful that her son was still present, He Muchen gave Yang Haoran a coquettish glare. She turned to Wei Ming and said with a smile, “Xiao Ming, don’t learn to be such a smooth-talker like Haoran.”
Wei Ming thought to himself, But that’s exactly what I want to learn. Can’t you see, Mom, you’re all smiles from his teasing? Outwardly, he nodded honestly and replied, “Mom, I’m kind of dull. I couldn’t learn to be like Haoran even if I tried.”
In He Muchen’s eyes, her son’s inwardly passionate nature wasn’t dullness?
However, hearing her son say this didn’t make He Muchen happy. Instead, a trace of worry appeared between her brows. She was going to leave soon—how would her son live after that? Thankfully, he had a cheerful friend like Haoran.
As these thoughts crossed her mind, He Muchen instructed her son, “It’s not that you shouldn’t learn from Haoran at all. Haoran has many good qualities worth learning, like being outgoing, humorous, and well-spoken. Learning these will help you make more friends in the future.”
Yang Haoran, standing nearby, spoke up for Wei Ming: “Auntie He, Wei Ming actually has many good points himself. He’s loyal, honest, trustworthy… otherwise, why would I be friends with him?”
“Haoran, it’s really great that Xiao Ming has a friend like you.”
Hearing Yang Haoran praise her son, He Muchen’s gaze toward him softened with a hint of tenderness.
What mother doesn’t care about her child? Li Song’s proposal for them to return to his hometown to live was justified to her by saying that since their child was grown and studying away, her returning to his hometown to live was fine. If her son was willing, he could also come to his hometown during winter and summer vacations.
After chatting for a few more moments, He Muchen went to cook for the two of them.