CHAPTER 225: 215, IT IS YOU WHO TEASED, ZHAO CHUNZI

Tian Sangsang shrugged innocently and said coolly, "Well, I was following you."

Seeing his eyes widen with shock and uncertainty, it really reminded her of the time back in Tian Family Village. Hilarious.

"Wh-what?" Zhao Chun scoffed. What kind of woman follows someone and then admits it so boldly? She was even more brazen than he was! Did she believe he wouldn’t call the police?

Also, that kid had been staring at him with hopeful eyes the whole time. Wait a minute... could it be... Were they here to reconnect as family?

When did he commit some unspeakable mistake? Why couldn’t he remember any of it? And besides, he was still a...

"I saw you drinking non-stop earlier. Bad mood? Spill it, let me have a laugh." Tian Sangsang grinned, flashing her pearly whites.

"You!" Zhao Chun’s eyes widened even further as he awkwardly scrambled to his feet. What an utterly arrogant woman!

"Here’s the thing..." He suddenly brushed back his charmingly tousled hair, raised a long finger, and teasingly tipped Tian Sangsang’s chin upward. He towered over her with haughty confidence: "Little spy... You’re secretly infatuated with me, aren’t you? Trailing me into the dance hall. Next step must be handing me a love letter, right?"

There were definitely bold girls like her back at his school.

"Too bad. Not gonna happen. My selection process includes nationality criteria, and, oh, I don’t do married women either."

How old was this woman to still be stuck in a middle-school level fantasy? Too much cheesy romance stuff, clearly.

"Is that so." Tian Sangsang’s smile froze momentarily, then her hands slipped around the back of his neck and yanked him down with force. Her other hand lightly patted his rosy cheeks. "How many times have I told you—kids shouldn’t play games they can’t win. Got a license for that? Recklessly plunging into dangerous territory, aren’t you afraid of crashing? When I was an old pro at this, you were still swimming in your mother’s womb. You’re nothing but a decimal point compared to me."

As she spoke, her breath lingered near his nose, her scent flooding him. Zhao Chun stared at her moving red lips, and his cheeks suddenly flushed. He bowed his head in frustration, pulling back instinctively.

"So-so what kind of driving are you even talking about?" He stammered.

Tian Sangsang didn’t answer, instead asking, "Zhao Chun, huh?"

"Huh?" His eyes darted upward, sparkling. "That’s me, Zhao Chun."

Tian Sangsang let out a short laugh, flexed her knuckles, and began walking slowly toward him.

Zhao Chun panicked and retreated, an inexplicable fear washing over him.

A fear rising from the pit of his stomach.

His back slammed into the hard wall.

No way to retreat.

No way to escape!

Tian Sangsang cornered him, bracing one hand against the wall, her sharp gaze locking onto him. "Run. Go on, try running again."

"Are you bullying me?" Zhao Chun dared not move, weakly meeting her gaze.

"Exactly. Bullying you is precisely what I’m doing." Tian Sangsang smirked, her slender fingers gently teasing his chest. "Zhao Chun, you’re out of your league. Surrender now."

"W-what are you trying to do?" Zhao Chun licked his dry lips, clutching his shirt collar nervously.

"Just answer the questions I ask. That’s it."

"So, this was the whole reason you followed me to the dance hall?"

"Looks like your brain is still working." Tian Sangsang asked, "What’s your relationship with Li Yibai?"

Zhao Chun straightened his back, a flicker of smugness in his eyes. "Little spy, if you need something from me, treat me nicer."

Tian Sangsang smacked his hand away and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him effortlessly. "Is this nice enough?"

"Holy crap!"

"Holy crap."

Two voices blurted out simultaneously.

Zhao Chun stared at her in disbelief, his lips twitching.

"Damn it." Tian Sangsang’s lips curved slightly.

Zhao Chun’s eyes widened even further...

Tian Sangsang’s grin grew even brighter. "Damn your grandma."

Zhao Chun was furious. "How do you always know what I’m about to say?"

"Not only do I know what you’re about to say, I also know when you gain weight and on which dates, and even the colors involved." Tian Sangsang chuckled mysteriously.

Zhao Chun shook his head, feeling utterly lost. Weight gain dates? Colors? What was going on today? Everything seemed insane!

"Let me ask you again. What’s your relationship with Li Yibai?"

Glancing at his collar still held firmly in her grasp, Zhao Chun grudgingly replied, "We go to the same school. He’s my junior."

"Which school?"

"East Sea Film Academy."

"Li Yibai wrote a script called ’Desire’ for the TV station?"

"Yeah."

"You want to have a script too?"

"Yeah."

"I see." Tian Sangsang nodded thoughtfully. "Got it. You’ll have your wish granted soon."

"Hey, hold on!"

"By the way, you should be more careful at places like the dance hall. And cut back on drinking—this place is crawling with predatory women. Beware of losing yourself." Tian Sangsang advised earnestly. "Women can be blood-sucking little demons, you know?"

Damn it. Why did this woman’s fragrance smell so good? Not overpoweringly sweet like Ji Yao’er’s.

Tian Sangsang obviously noticed the changes in his body. She let go of his collar abruptly, her cheeks flushing red.

"Ahem." She concealed her discomfort, casually scanning him up and down. "Wow, time flies. You’re already of the age to ooze hormones~ Don’t be shy~ When I was your age, I was just as eager. Is the Five-fingered Girl no longer satisfying you?"

Zhao Chun: "..." Not a clue what she was talking about.

"Since the Five-fingered Girl isn’t enough anymore, wanting to experience love for the first time makes sense. Just be mindful about hygiene, avoid AIDS. Or better yet, carry a little umbrella with you—preventative measures are essential."

Zhao Chun: "..." Still clueless.

As they walked out of the dance hall and into the fresh air, Tian Sangsang stretched lazily.

Meng Shuyan looked up with a furrowed brow and asked, "Mom, so... is he the Chun Zisu or not?"

"Not yet." Tian Sangsang sighed regretfully. She suspected Zhao Chun had hit his head or been swapped out by someone else. But it didn’t matter; even if Zhao Chun didn’t remember them, he was still fundamentally the same—a soft and bully-able Zhao Chun. That’s what reassured her.

"Then..." Meng Shuyan blinked like a confused little deer. "Mom, what did all that earlier really mean??"

Tian Sangsang paused. Earlier... Her son had been right there, witnessing everything. She didn’t seem to have done anything improper, but her veteran swagger kind of made her feel guilty.

"Son, what exactly are you referring to?"

Meng Shuyan thought for a moment and gestured with his hands, "The chin-tilting move, the cornering against the wall move, the grabbing-his-collar move..."

"That uncle used his hand to tilt Mom’s chin because he was showing defiance, trying to provoke me. Then I forced him to the wall, grabbed his collar, and stared him down asking him if he admitted defeat. That’s all. Nothing else to it. So, guess—do you think he surrendered???"

Meng Shuyan grinned, "Yes!"