"This is really difficult."
Zhang Chang feigned deep thought...
Looking at Liu Changye's anxious expression, he chuckled inwardly. Heh, idiot, you've fallen for it!
He vaguely guessed what Zhao An was up to, but he didn't stop him. He was actually hoping his "Green Mom Association" would have more members; more people meant more fun.
"There might only be one way. If we can persuade the homeroom teacher, everything will be fine."
"Ah, how do we persuade her?"
Liu Changye was completely flustered. He was genuinely terrified, so his voice trembled.
"Ask Zhao An! He has a lot of influence, and we're classmates. Just ask him for help.
I've asked him for help before; he's very enthusiastic."
Zhang Chang began to enthusiastically recommend him, gradually dragging his classmate into the scheme.
It felt really good.
"Zhao An? But I don't know him well!"
Liu Changye's eyes lit up.
But his hopes quickly faded.
He genuinely wasn't familiar with Zhao An; otherwise, he wouldn't be so flustered. With such a powerful ally right there, whether he could hold onto him was a personal matter.
Zhang Chang smiled mysteriously, "It's alright, I have his phone number. You can call him.
Then invite him to your house for dinner tonight. You need to talk to your dad and have him plead on your behalf.
That will be better."
Liu Changye scratched his head, "But my dad isn't home. He's working outside. Only my mom is home!"
Hearing this, Zhang Chang knew…
Zhao An's target was definitely not Liu Changye…
But rather, he wanted to use Liu Changye to get close to Liu Changye's mother.
I wonder if his mother is pretty?
"It's okay, you can talk to your mom too.
Aren't you an only child?
Your mom will definitely understand.
The problem has already arisen; if it's not resolved, it'll be disastrous.
Here's what we'll do: go home immediately after school, tell your mom, and see her reaction.
If she's willing, invite Zhao An to your house for dinner.
Once he agrees, everything will be fine."
Liu Changye nodded upon hearing this. "Thank you, I understand."
It's not the difficulty that's scary, it's not finding a solution; that's the real trouble.
Zhang Chang smiled mysteriously…
Here, this is Zhao An's phone number. Keep it safe. Okay, don't overthink it, go to class now."
That evening…
Zhao An was having dinner with his mother and aunt.
A strange number dialed. Seeing this, he smiled knowingly.
"Hello, who is it?"
An uncertain voice came from the other end of the phone. "Is this Zhao An?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"It's me, Liu Changye.
I'm Liu Changye from Class Two... Zhao An, are you free?
I have something I'd like to ask you. Could you come to my house?"
Liu Changye was truly rude and lacked manners, actually expecting someone to come to his house.
What kind of request was this?
Zhao An didn't seem to mind. "Oh, let me see. Hmm, later. I have something to do here. I'll call you later, and you can send me your address."
After hanging up, Zhao Xinlei's beautiful eyes flickered. She poured her son a cup of tea, lit a herbal cigarette, and took a satisfying drag. Which daughter-in-law is calling you now?
She's Zhao An's mother...
Zhao An's women are all her daughters-in-law; that's certainly true.
"Haha, no.
It was a male classmate who brought pornographic books to school today. He got caught by the homeroom teacher during class, and I guess he wanted my help.
Zhang Chang told me about it this afternoon, but I didn't think much of it."
Zhao An explained with a laugh. He'd just gotten back, and he shouldn't be chasing after women; the women at home were enough for him.
Besides, no matter how generous his mother was, she was still a woman, his wife, and she'd get jealous.
The women around him looked at him with understanding, and their tension lessened.
After all, Zhao An's time was limited, and they definitely wanted to spend more time with their man.
If it were other women, he'd have to get rid of them as soon as possible.
They could come at other times, but their own time was being taken away.
After chatting with his mother for a while, looking at his daughters, and making the little ones giggle, Zhao An finally got up and left.
Liu Changye's family wasn't wealthy; they rented a house in an urban village.
This place wasn't exactly wealthy, nor was it cheap; the price-performance ratio was just average.
And there was no elevator. Living on the sixth floor was just right.
Knock, knock, knock. A few knocks on the door.
A short while later, a woman opened the door.
She was wearing a yellow floral short-sleeved vest with arm sleeves, stretchy leggings, and flat cloth shoes—clearly her work uniform.
"Are you Zhao An? Please come in. I'm so sorry to bother you."
"It's alright, Auntie is quite pretty. If Changye hadn't told me, I would have thought you were his sister!"
Zhao An smiled and complimented her. He was never stingy with compliments when it came to beautiful women.
"Hehe, you're not only handsome, but you also have such a good tongue. Lots of girls must like you."
Liu Shuying covered her mouth and giggled. It was clear she was outgoing and poised, not the kind of woman who would just drop by.