I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish Quietly

Lin Xian has no intention of interfering in Yan Xiaoman’s choice.

She is a very proud person and will not give up her hard work and ideals just because Lin Xian is rich.

A flower vase in Zhuang Tong is already enough.

Speaking of Zhuang Tong, Lin Xian finds it interesting.

His ideal is to be a male god quietly.

While Zhuang Tong’s ideal is to be a mistress quietly. Live life without worries and struggles, just enjoy life leisurely.

In essence, he and Zhuang Tong are just the same.

Lin Xian replied and said: “My dear, rest assured, I fully support you.”

Yan Xiaoman replied: “Lin Xian, you are so kind! Anyway, I am now going to listen to the class.”

Lin Xian: “Okay. Come on, Fight for the championship!”

Although FD University’s management of its students is lax, but the style of their study is very rigorous.

It is difficult to study in such an environment if you don’t work hard. This is the biggest gap between prestigious and ordinary universities.

Putting down the phone, Lin Xian realized that Ling Youyu had been staring at him.

He couldn’t help asking softly: “What’s the matter?”

Ling Youyu wanted to speak and then she thought she might stutter, so she picked up a pen and wrote: “Are you chatting with your girlfriend?”

Lin Xian nodded and smiled: “Yes, she is going to participate in the national debate contest.”

Ling Youyu wrote enviously: “Then she must be excellent!”

”You are so cute!”

Lin Xian smiled slightly and squeezed Lin Youyu’s cheek.

”Wuu!”

Ling Youyu let out a soft voice and her pretty face instantly turned red, and she don’t know where to put her little hands holding the pen.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xian couldn’t help but be surprised.

This little girl is so sensitive. She was already like this when he pinches her face.

What’s more, if she kisses? Will she pass out directly?

Thinking of this, Lin Xian quickly let go of her cheek and dare not tease her anymore.

He turns on this phone and checks on the basic teachings about painting.

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Back at the Shangri-La Hotel, Zhuang Tong slept some more after Lin Xian left and did not get up until ten o’clock.

After washing up, she went out and met the butler in the lobby. He immediately greeted her with a respectful smile and said: “Miss Zhuang, the special car is ready, and the driver will accompany you on your trip today.

”Special private car?

Zhuang Tong was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and said: “Thank you!”

“It is my honor to serve you. I wish you a happy trip!”

There is a dedicated butler in the hotel, and there is a special private car for pick up and drop off when going out.

Isn’t this the kind of life that she is pursuing?

For a time, Zhuang Tong couldn’t help but evoke a smile.

It’s great to be a mistress!

Sitting in the Bentley, Zhuang Tong said to the driver: “Send me back to Jinyi!”

“Ok!”

The driver nodded and drove the Bentley towards Jinyi.

She took out her mobile phone and she first transferred 200,000 yuan to her parents and then made a phone call.

Her parents are normal small farmers. It is better to give them a call since suddenly receiving so much money might make them think that it must come from fraudulent activities.

After the call was connected, Zhuang Tong said: “Dad, I just transferred 200,000 yuan to you. In the afternoon, remember to take mom for dialysis. There is no need to save the money.”

”You… Where did you get so much money?” The tone of Zhuang Tong’s father was not happy, but rather worried.

Zhuang Tong used to send them money every month, but it was only a few thousand yuan, but now suddenly she sent them 200,000 yuan so he couldn’t help but be worried.

”My boyfriend gave it!” Zhuang Tong replied.

”Boyfriend? What kind of boyfriend would give you so much money at once?”

Although Zhuang Tong’s father didn’t know much, but he is not stupid.

”A kind of boyfriend you can never marry.” Zhuang Tong didn’t conceal the slightest and was so outspoken.

”Isn’t that a mistress?!”

The tone of Zhuang Tong’s father was a bit agitated and he was almost out of breath: “Zhuang Tong, how can you be a mistress!”

”What’s wrong with being a mistress? Otherwise, what should I do about my mother’s illness?” Zhuang Tong’s words left her father in a daze.

After some time, Zhuang Tong’s father sighed and said bitterly: “Sigh, it’s been hard on you.”

This sigh is a sigh of a man’s helplessness.

Being unable to pay for the treatment for his seriously ill wife, and being unable to give his daughter a happy living environment, are probably the greatest sorrows for a man.

Zhuang Tong’s father did not reprimand her anymore, nor does he have the right to do so.

After all, for three years already, Zhuang Tong has paid for her own tuition fees, living expenses, and her mother’s treatments, and never lets them worry about anything.

For a child, she has done the best that she could.

He could only blame himself for not being able to take care and provide for both his wife and daughter.

”What’s hard? I am so happy right now.”

This word comes from the bottom of her heart. She is really happy now.

To be a mistress for a male god like Lin Xian, apart from not being able to marry, Lin Xian has everything she could ever ask for.

Zhuang Tong’s father, however, thought that she was only comforting him and so he asked helplessly: “How old is he? Is he good to you?”

”Eighteen! He is still in his freshman year!”

’Eighteen?!’

Her father thought he had misheard and so he asked: “How old is he again.”

”Eighteen! Don’t worry, he is very good to me!” Zhuang Tong explained.

For a while, her father was lost in thought.

In his mind, a person who has a mistress should be middle-aged, or an elderly man in his 40s or 50s.

Why is a young man at the age of eighteen looking for a mistress?

Zhuang Tong’s father replied full of doubts: “Zhuang Tong, don’t lie to me!”

Zhuang Tong curled her lips and said. “Why would I lie? If there is a chance, you can meet him.”

This time, Zhuang Tong’s father doesn’t know what to say for a while.

If Zhuang Tong was in a relationship with a middle-aged person in his 40s or 50s, he would have definitely felt uncomfortable.

But if it was an eighteen-year-old young man…

Can you still call it a mistress relationship?

”He is so young and it is still possible you can get married. After all, it is not good to be just a mistress. Hear your father’s advice. Get married if you can.” Zhuang Tong’s father was assertive and persuasive.

”I don’t have any plans of getting married.”

He knows his daughter very well, so Zhuang Tong’s father stopped persuading and insisting.

Anyway, they are still young. Maybe they will have a change of heart in the future.

After hanging up, Zhuang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. With that money, her family won’t have to worry about the cost of dialysis until next year.

And she doesn’t need to work hard to make money. She can finally enjoy her life to the fullest.

At this moment, Zhuang Tong feels that life is so beautiful.

The driver heard the conversation between the father and the daughter clearly. But to his own surprise, he did not seem to dislike Zhuang Tong’s behavior and even sympathized with her.

The Bentley was parked in front of Jinyi.

After Zhuang Ting got out of the car, she smiled and said to the driver, “Mister driver, you may go back now.”

The driver hesitated for a moment and said finally: “Little girl, I shouldn’t say this to you but please don’t blame your father. It is not easy for men!”

Zhuang Tong was taken aback for a moment and then showed a bright smile and said: “Thank you!”

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