Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

Jiang Xian didn't understand why, just because she casually showed some concern for Yen Zhengjin.

She would receive such intense malice from him.

It looked as if he wanted to devour her.

Moreover, even if he really wanted to "eat" her, he didn't have the ability to do so.

All the grievances she had recently endured exploded in Jiang Xian's heart.

"What are you doing? I just wanted to show some concern for you,"

"This isn't good for your health."

Yen Zhengjin completely disregarded the fact that Jiang Xian meant well for him, as his mind was filled with images of locomotives and the number seven.

As he dwelled on these thoughts, Yen Zhengjin felt that her words might be mocking his health, suggesting that he wasn't "good enough."

How could he tolerate that?

"Your body is the one that's not good enough! If it weren't for your figure going out of shape, getting older and uglier, I wouldn't have any problems!"

Yen Zhengjin was blatantly lying, doing so either to maintain his self-esteem or to vent his inner rage.

Yen Zhengjin just wanted to find someone to berate fiercely.

Undoubtedly, his ex-wife Jiang Xian, who appeared easy to bully, was the best target for venting.

And Jiang Xian would definitely submit, now that they were divorced.

She must be afraid that he wouldn't reconcile with her.

At that moment, Yen Zhengjin even felt an urge to hit Jiang Xian to vent his anger.

The twenty thousand he had lost was truly heart-wrenching.

Ever since he started playing slot machines at the arcade, he had squandered all the money he had earned online.

He had even lost extra money, and the thought made Yen Zhengjin furious.

However, he managed to restrain his impulse to hit her, because if he did, she would definitely tell her parents, and that would be troublesome.

In Yen Zhengjin's heart, there was a great fear of his own parents.

Jiang Xian's mind seemed to explode.

Whether her figure was out of shape or she had grown old and ugly, she was well aware of her own condition.

If she truly had become ugly and looked much older,

how could Xiao Yan have wanted to kiss her so eagerly?

Moreover, he had kissed her for a full half-hour during the kissing contest and was reluctant to let go.

If it weren't for the fact that they stopped kissing because of Li Zhiyan, he might not have stopped at all.

It was clearly Yen Zhengjin who was inadequate.

Yet now, he was shifting the blame onto her.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xian found it absurd—how could this be her fault?

She hadn't even spoken when Yen Zhengjin continued furiously, "You old woman, get lost, get out of my house. We're divorced; this is my house! This is the house I bought with my money!"

Saying this, Yen Zhengjin felt his gambling addiction flare up again, and he wanted to go to the arcade to play a few games.

"You old woman, I'm leaving. I feel sick just looking at you!"

With those words, Yen Zhengjin left the house.

His biting words stabbed at Jiang Xian's heart like knives, causing her to feel an unprecedented sense of discomfort.

Feeling powerless, she sat down on the sofa, her heart filled with immense sadness as tears flowed continuously.

...

Outside the residential complex, Li Zhiyan noticed that Yen Zhengjin had left the house again.

He was somewhat surprised, not expecting Yen Zhengjin's addiction to gambling to be so severe.

Then, he saw Yen Zhengjin heading toward the Agricultural Bank's ATM.

Clearly, Yen Zhengjin was planning to withdraw money before heading to the arcade for a spree.

Li Zhiyan had occasionally bet a dollar on fruit machines in internet cafes, but he knew very well that this was something one should never get too caught up in.

Once hooked, the end result would be nothing short of financial ruin.

"It seems he's going to take that final step,"

Li Zhiyan knew that Yen Zhengjin's family was wealthy. The tutoring business was extremely lucrative in a provincial capital like Wancheng.

Moreover, he had led classes at the review center, and his parents were locals who ran a small business.

Just the savings in his family alone were definitely more than a million, perhaps even more.

Li Zhiyan wasn't sure of the exact amount, but it was enough for Auntie Jiang to afford not working; Yen Zhengjin certainly had financial strength.

Of course, the moment he took to gambling, it was a downward spiral into an abyss from which there's no return.

No matter what, Yen Zhengjin's return to his previous life was impossible.

Afterward, Li Zhiyan sent a QQ message to Jiang Xian.

"Auntie Jiang, what are you doing..."

At this moment, Jiang Xian, who was sitting on the sofa and silently crying, suddenly heard the QQ message alert.

Who would be sending her a QQ message at such a time?

Surprised, she wondered who it might be.

Upon checking, she didn't expect the message to be from Li Zhiyan.

After the kissing incident, Jiang Xian had thought a lot about things.

She felt she should maintain a certain distance from Li Zhiyan as man and woman.

Although she and Yen Zhengjin were divorced,

she was single, and Li Zhiyan's convoluted theories made some sense.

But after all, she was a 41-year-old woman.

And she would be reconciling with Yen Zhengjin after splitting the house and everything...

Even though her life lacked the nourishment of love, after so many years, there were still feelings.

Jiang Xian still hoped for a tranquil life with Yen Zhengjin.

If there was less love, then so be it—she could cope on her own.

Though Li Zhiyan was just a young man who had come of age,

Jiang Xian was certain that in his heart,

he saw her as a real woman.

In his embrace, she could feel it clearly.