When it all began, the system had issued a reminder.
Fang Zhiya was a woman with a very traditional heart.
But just how traditional she was, Li Zhiyan had no way of knowing.
Not until the moment when she chided him for holding her hand, saying men and women should not touch hands.
Only then did he understand what her brand of traditionality meant, and that indeed she wasn't quite suited to such things.
After all, there was the issue of her constitution.
"Go settle Aunt Fang," he said.
"After all, Aunt Fang is such a beautiful woman. It might not be safe for her at night. I'll feel at ease only if I look after her."
"After all, she's the class monitor's own mother."
Looking at Jiang Xian who hadn't replied for a while.
Li Zhiyan typed: "Wife, why are you silent? Have you fallen asleep? I'm planning to sleep."
Jiang Xian: "I was just speaking with your teacher. He's so annoying."