Chapter 168 Old Neighbors from the Past
Watching Widow Wang devouring a bull penis in front of him and being so enthusiastic, Lin Zifeng really wasn’t used to it; after all, in terms of seniority, Widow Wang was like a distant aunt to him.
"By the way, Zifeng, where have you been all these years? Why have you only come back now? I heard from others that you seemed to have returned once not long ago?"
"I joined the military. I did come back a few days ago, but I found a job in the city, so I had to go back immediately to work, otherwise my boss would have definitely deducted my entire salary."
"Giggle, you joined the military? I wonder what high position you hold in the city now," Widow Wang was naturally flirtatious, appearing effortlessly charming with everyone.
"What? Aunt Wang, are you looking down on me? Don’t be fooled by my thin appearance, I’m very strong on the inside."
This guy immediately got into character; he had been a bit stiff with Widow Wang just a moment ago, but now the rogue inside him was showing through.
Widow Wang looked at the young man five or six years her junior with surprise. For some reason, she felt that Lin Zifeng had changed a lot. He seemed much stronger than the Lin Zifeng of the past, who was arrogant and unrivaled. Perhaps the years of struggle outside had crafted his restrained personality, not easily revealing his truest self.
"Have you found your parents yet?" Widow Wang asked with some sympathy.
If truth be told, Lin Zifeng’s story was quite tragic.
He had been timid since childhood, often bullied by classmates through high school. After graduation, he mixed with the local rogue Liu Laowu, making quite a name for himself in his hometown. Unfortunately, a twist of fate nearly led Lin Zifeng to ruin, and he left for five years. However, Lin Zifeng was never one to complain; no matter what happened, he preferred to shoulder it alone.
Now that he had finally returned, Widow Wang was genuinely happy for him and hoped deep down that this young man would never leave her again.
When the topic of parents came up, the smile on his face suddenly turned ice cold.
Lin Zifeng said displeased, "Aunt Wang, can we not talk about this? It’s been five years; whether they are alive or dead doesn’t matter anymore. All I want now is to live an ordinary life."
Feeling a trace of sadness in Lin Zifeng’s eyes, Widow Wang’s heart bled for him. Having watched him grow up, she was almost like a sister to him. However, being naturally flirtatious, she wasn’t clear whether her feelings for this young man were sisterly affection or romantic interest.
After all, the observer is clear, but the participant is lost.
Not wanting to stir up Lin Zifeng’s sorrow, Widow Wang quickly sat down opposite him, placing his broad palm in her delicate, silken one. Feeling the warmth from Lin Zifeng’s palm, she said with a multitude of thoughts, "If you don’t want to talk about it, then we won’t, okay?"
Seeing a touch of tenderness in Widow Wang’s eyes, Lin Zifeng was actually a bit scared. She couldn’t possibly have developed feelings for him, right?
Oh my God! I’m a full five or six years younger than you, sister! Even if you want to find a man to spend the rest of your life with, why me? I’m very innocent.
"What’s on your little mind?"
Seeing Lin Zifeng’s eyes darting around, Widow Wang playfully tapped his head and laughed in a coquettish, elfish giggle.
Her thin clothes outlined her exquisite curves with vibrancy, especially her skin, which seemed even smoother than those of young girls.
Two distinct collarbones and her heaving bust seemed to suggest that a cute little rabbit might jump out at any moment.
"Um... what else can I think of, I was just thinking, after not seeing each other for five years, Auntie Wang, you’re still so beautiful and pretty, even younger than some young girls. If you dressed up a bit, tsk tsk, it’s unimaginable! I bet if you walked down the street, everyone would think you’re a young lady in her early twenties, a guaranteed hundred percent head-turner, absolutely smashing!"
Actually, while saying these insincere things, Lin Zifeng felt uneasy inside, but he had to speak according to who he was with, while exaggerating his expressions and giving her enthusiastic thumbs up to praise her beauty and charm, which made Widow Wang incredibly happy.
The more Lin Zifeng spoke , the more coquettishly she acted in front of him, a typical case of her vanity at work.
But then again, how many women don’t love to hear compliments?
Women are naturally sentimental creatures who have a soft spot for sweet words.
A little flattery, and they’re over the moon. The reason many men don’t get along well with their girlfriends is mostly that men don’t know how to say nice things, don’t know how to sweet-talk. If a man were to frequently shower his woman with compliments, it’s likely that she would be utterly devoted to him.
"Really? Am I as good as you say, Auntie Wang?"
Widow Wang squirmed emotionally, sitting beside Lin Zifeng with her alluring, coquettish eyes shining an enticing light.
"Oh! Right, Auntie Wang, it’s really getting late. I heard from my uncle that my cousin has recently opened another chain building materials store, and there’s a banquet at home tonight. How about I go check it out? It’s been such a long time since I’ve been back, and as a nephew, I should at least pay a visit, right?"
Lin Zifeng was looking for an excuse to make a run for it.
"You won’t stay a bit longer with your Auntie Wang? I’ll be scared all by myself at home."
Scared? My goodness, scared? If other people don’t know you, I’ve been played by you since I was little, how could I not know you?
When Lin Zifeng heard her say this, his heart twisted in discomfort.
"Hehe, come on, Auntie Wang, we’ll have plenty of opportunities to be together in the future. You surely wouldn’t mind missing a day or two, right?"
Widow Wang blinked her charming eyes in surprise. No matter how she interpreted Lin Zifeng’s words, why did they sound so ambiguous?
Widow Wang’s cheeks flushed red as she stared dazedly at Lin Zifeng’s chiseled features, feeling confused but also pleased. Could his implication be...?
Seeing the sudden change in Widow Wang’s gaze, Lin Zifeng felt a chill, as they were clearly not on the same wavelength.
"So, when will you come again?"
Uh... Is Widow Wang not running a fever? How come she’s suddenly become so shy? Could it be that she took the wrong medicine earlier?
Lin Zifeng was puzzled, looking at Widow Wang pretending to be shy, he was somewhat baffled.
"That, I really can’t say for sure, we’ll talk about it later."
"Talk about it later? You ungrateful wretch, have you forgotten how Auntie Wang doted on you when you were a child? You’re leaving so soon after returning?"
Widow Wang feigned anger. Pouting her lips, her expression looking lost.
No matter how many excuses Lin Zifeng had in his mind, it seemed none of them were effective in front of her.