Chapter 13: The Peak of Youth! Burning Crimson!

“Jiang Yichen!”

Qin Ling’s chest rose and fell rapidly, clearly infuriated. Meanwhile, Jiang Yichen, after delivering his most dramatic blow, had flopped back down onto the floor, eyes tightly shut, looking peacefully asleep.

“Ha… ha… ha…”

Taking deep breaths, Qin Ling mentally reminded herself: Calm down, calm down. He’s still just a kid, and scolding or hitting him won’t work. Besides, he’s drunk and didn’t mean it…

Suppressing the urge to throw him out, she helped Jiang Yichen into the secondary bedroom. She was too exhausted to bother taking off his clothes or shoes after all the trouble he’d caused her tonight.

Glancing at the clock, it showed 11:30 PM.

Qin Ling went to the bathroom to freshen up, then brought a foot bath basin to the living room. As she soaked her feet, she scrolled through her phone.

Suddenly, she heard a noise coming from the direction of the bedroom, prompting her to look up.

Jiang Yichen was standing by the bedroom door, striking a ridiculous pose as he walked toward her, muttering to himself.

Due to the distance, she couldn’t quite make out what he was saying, but a woman’s intuition told her something was off!

She quickly pulled her feet out of the basin.

By the time Jiang Yichen reached her, he was mumbling, “Night Kai!”

Bang—

With one swift kick, he knocked over the foot bath, spilling water all over the living room floor.

Qin Ling was stunned.

Jiang Yichen struck a cool pose, declaring, “My youth will never fade…”

But before he could finish, Qin Ling could no longer hold back her frustration. Gritting her teeth, she shouted, “Jiang! Yichen!”

Ignoring the wetness on her feet, she hastily slipped on her slippers and yanked Jiang Yichen’s arm, dragging him toward the door.

“Youth? Peak? Just wait—if you dare to kick my foot bath… let’s see if you pass your finals in my class!” Qin Ling dragged Jiang Yichen to the entrance, opened the door, and unceremoniously tossed him outside.

She slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

Finally feeling a bit better inside, she returned to the living room only to see the mess of water spread across the floor.

Qin Ling couldn’t help but regret her decision to bring Jiang Yichen home. It would have been much easier to follow Liu Rong’s suggestion and just toss him in an internet cafe for the night.

However, as she thought about it, if given another chance, she would likely still choose to bring Jiang Yichen home. As a teacher, she couldn’t just abandon her student…

But that brat Jiang Yichen…

Forget it, forget it…

Qin Ling grabbed a mop from the bathroom.

It took her nearly ten minutes to clean the floor.

Midnight.

Qin Ling lay on her bed. The chandelier in her bedroom illuminated her slightly troubled face. After tossing and turning for half an hour, she found it hard to sleep.

Just the thought of Jiang Yichen being outside her door made her imagine how pitiful he must look, freezing out there.

After a while, she changed into a black silk nightgown and walked back to the living room.

Her fair skin contrasted beautifully with the black silk, making her look even more delicate.

Her collarbone was clearly defined, like a finely crafted sculpture, both graceful and alluring.

The elegant lines of her neck led down to a perfectly fitted nightgown that accentuated her curves, hugging her chest snugly and outlining her fullness.

Her waist was slender, seemingly small enough for someone to wrap their arms around easily.

The hem of her gown swayed gently with her steps, falling just above her knees, revealing her long, shapely legs.

As she opened the door, she found Jiang Yichen curled up against the wall, looking somewhat pitiful.

Qin Ling approached him, lending a hand to help him back inside.

Before she could guide him back to the bedroom, Jiang Yichen’s eyes met hers again.

She instinctively released him, bracing herself for another round of antics.

“Mom!”

Jiang Yichen’s sudden shout left Qin Ling momentarily speechless.

“You…” she started, but before she could finish, Jiang Yichen rushed to her sofa, hugging one of the cushions.

In shock, she watched as he cried, “Mom, I missed you so much! You finally came to find me!”

“Jiang Yichen!” Qin Ling stepped closer and grabbed the cushion from him. “This isn’t your mom; it’s my sofa!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yichen didn’t argue; instead, he cried even louder, “Mom!!! Mom…”

Qin Ling quickly stuffed the cushion back into his arms. “Alright, alright, stop crying. Your mom is right here.”

Once he had the cushion, Jiang Yichen immediately stopped crying and broke into a big goofy grin.

Seeing this scene reminded Qin Ling of her university days. Lin Yao had a similar experience; after drinking too much, she had been a mess of tears and noise.

The next day, Lin Yao had been mortified when she saw her embarrassing antics from the night before.

Being drunk isn’t scary; what’s scary is having someone remind you of it the next day…

Qin Ling pondered for a moment and took out her phone, capturing Jiang Yichen in his current state of childish tears.

“Jiang Yichen, what are you holding in your arms?” she asked.

“My mom,” Jiang Yichen replied through his tears. “To be honest, I haven’t seen my mom in a long time. I didn’t expect her to come find me today.”

“Oh… so it’s your mom…” Qin Ling nodded in satisfaction. “So, Jiang Yichen, are you going to sleep with your mom?”

“Of course! I want to sleep with my mom!” he answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“How old are you now? Isn’t it embarrassing to still sleep with your mom?” Qin Ling teased.

Jiang Yichen huffed, “I’m only seven! I want to sleep with my mom!”

“Oh—————” Qin Ling stretched out the sound, “Then, Jiang Yichen, can you now hug your mom and go back to the bedroom to sleep?”

“Mm-hmm,” Jiang Yichen nodded eagerly.

Qin Ling led him back to the bedroom, finally putting away her phone that had been recording.