Chapter 54: This Kid Is So Possessive!

Yu Yunfei had sensed something was off earlier, but he didn't dwell on it too much. After all, it was just a boy coming over for lunch—nothing he couldn't handle. If push came to shove, he'd simply get the boy drunk and enjoy his time with Gu Wanzhou without interference.

If the kid didn't come, it would be even better. Alone with his ex-wife, he could push the boundaries a little. He knew her well enough—Gu Wanzhou wasn't the type to cheat.

She wasn't like Li Meifeng, who, despite her ordinary looks, had a string of men outside who could form a battalion. No, Gu Wanzhou was different. She'd been living a clean and solitary life for years.

And any normal woman, after such a long drought, would have… needs. With just a little teasing, he was sure she wouldn't resist him for long. Once things started, it would only take a bit of effort to rekindle the spark.

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Meanwhile, at her house, Gu Wanzhou stared at her phone, hesitating.

Would it upset Zhiyan if she asked him not to come? After a brief pause, she decided to make the call anyway.

"Hello, Zhiyan?"

"Hi, Auntie Gu!"

Standing outside the internet café and ready to hail a cab, Li Zhiyan immediately guessed why she was calling.

It had to be about the ex-husband.

His intuition told him that Wanzhou's former spouse was planning something more than just a visit to see their daughter.

"Zhiyan, your uncle is coming home to see Sisi. She might be back for lunch, too, so it's a bit inconvenient today. How about we reschedule for another day?"

Before she could finish, Zhiyan interrupted, his voice resolute.

"No, Auntie Gu, it's fine. You've always said I'm just a kid, right? One more person at the table doesn't make a difference. Plus, you said your shoulders hurt—I can help massage them after lunch."

Hearing his insistence, Wanzhou relented.

"Alright then. Come over, but behave yourself, okay?"

She ended the call with a sigh, a hint of amusement tugging at her lips. This child… how was he so persistent?

But then, she remembered how he had stolen a kiss the last time. That didn't seem very childlike, she thought, shaking her head.

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When the cab dropped Zhiyan off, he rang the doorbell.

Moments later, Gu Wanzhou opened the door.

"Zhiyan, you're here," she greeted, her tone warm but a little flustered.

"Auntie Gu," he replied, his gaze briefly lingering on her.

Today, she wore her usual white button-up blouse and a black pencil skirt, paired with flesh-toned stockings that accentuated her shapely legs.

The sight immediately brought back memories of the last time he'd massaged her. Back then, he'd been bold enough to steal a kiss—and even attempt more. Thinking about it now still sent a shiver of excitement through him.

"Auntie Gu, let me help you massage your neck. Is it still sore?"

But Wanzhou waved him off, her expression soft but firm.

"Just sit and relax. Lunch will be ready soon."

"Auntie, let me help you in the kitchen."

Before she could protest, Zhiyan had already stepped into the kitchen. He wanted to be close to her, to breathe in her subtle floral fragrance and see her radiant face up close.

As they worked together, he asked casually, "Auntie Gu, do you think Uncle is coming back because he wants to reconcile with you?"

The question caught her off guard.

She paused, giving it some thought. "Maybe. I'm not sure."

Her tone was calm, almost indifferent. If it weren't for their daughter, she would have cut ties with her ex-husband completely. Over the years, she had grown accustomed to living alone.

"Would you consider it?" he pressed, his voice careful yet determined.

Wanzhou couldn't help but laugh softly.

"You're quite nosy for a kid. What are you even thinking about all day, huh?"

"I'm just looking out for you, Auntie. Is that wrong?"

"Ah, so that's why you insisted on coming over today," she teased, finally understanding.

"Exactly!" he admitted without hesitation, taking her hand gently in his.

"Auntie Gu, you promised to consider being with me, so you can't have any thoughts about getting back with him. If you're going to think about anyone, it should only be me."

His words were laden with possessiveness, a mix of jealousy and sincerity.

Wanzhou felt her heart soften. How could such a young boy have such strong feelings for her? And his stubbornness—it was both endearing and amusing.

"You really want to keep Auntie all to yourself, don't you?" she said, her tone half-joking.

"Exactly! You're mine, Auntie Gu. And unless you give me a clear answer, I won't let go of your hand!"

Faced with his childlike stubbornness, Wanzhou couldn't help but smile. Gently, she reached out and ruffled his hair.

"You little rascal… Fine, fine. I promise I won't think about getting back with your uncle. But remember, I haven't agreed to be your girlfriend yet. Auntie just wants to be your godmother, but you're the one refusing."

"Thank you, Auntie Gu!"

Seizing the moment, Zhiyan gave her a quick hug before letting go. It was a small gesture, but it left both of them flustered.

For a fleeting moment, Wanzhou felt her heart race. The embrace had been light and brief, yet his warmth lingered.

"Alright, stop dawdling and help me finish cooking," she said, trying to hide her unease.

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Just as they finished setting the table, the doorbell rang.

"Zhiyan, go get the door. It's probably your Uncle Yu."

Outside, Yu Yunfei was brimming with anticipation. His heart raced as he imagined the reunion. Once the door opened, he planned to sweep Wanzhou into his arms and kiss her passionately.

But when the door swung open, instead of his ex-wife, he was greeted by a young man.

The sight of Zhiyan standing there, exuding a confidence far beyond his years, sent a wave of unease through Yu Yunfei.

He froze, the enthusiasm draining from his face.

So this was the boy Wanzhou had mentioned—a "small child"?

For the first time in years, Yu Yunfei felt an inexplicable sense of inadequacy.

"Uncle Yu," Zhiyan greeted, his tone calm but with an edge of quiet dominance.

The unspoken challenge in his voice made Yunfei's stomach churn. Still, he wasn't about to let some brat ruin his plans.

For now, he'd play along—but he was already planning to drink Zhiyan under the table during lunch.

This kid is trouble, he thought grimly.

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