Her Cultivation Diary

Earlier than Flower Roll, who arrived first was Lun Jing, brought by Lun Chuan and Song Tan.

Perhaps having completely rid herself of the classroom vibe, she's now dressed more colorfully, but owing to her keen aesthetic sense, the array of colors only adds to her youthful appearance.

If you don't look closely at her face, you might mistake her for a young girl in her early twenties.

Oh, even up close, her face still looks quite youthful.

Song Tan glanced a couple more times—truly quite beautiful.

Lun Jing noticed and immediately touched her face: "How about it? Haven't I become younger?"

"I wasn't idle in the Imperial City. Did several skin treatments—not to worry, just basic laser treatments. How about it, feel different, right?"

The beauty smiled, her charm unaffected by the lines around her eyes, Song Tan nodded: "Beautiful!"

"Right!" Lun Jing became proud: "Once I feel it's effective, I'll scout around Yun City for reliable places, next time I'll take your mom along!"

Lun Chuan said helplessly: "Mom, you're already so beautiful, there's no need for these treatments."

"What do you know?" Lun Jing dismissed him: "It's none of your business, boy! At my age, not cutting, not altering bones, what's wrong with a little beautification?"

Song Tan nodded: "Alright, Auntie, you can take my mom to enjoy this more, she loves these things now."

Every girl has an admiration for beauty and has surely been interested in makeup and dressing up. Wu Lan was also a beautiful girl once.

But life's struggles suppressed her hobbies and nature, bright lipstick was set aside, colorful dresses no longer worn.

Her soft palms wielded the hoe, her slender waist gradually widened due to labor and raising children…

Now having the chance to make up for the budding youth that vanished prematurely is also nice.

Just like Zhai Xiaofeng in the mountain cafeteria, she carefully dresses up every day, wearing skirts even while working, simply because she likes it.

Lun Jing's gaze softened: "It's still our Tantan who understands."

Song Tan laughed: "Lun Chuan supports too. He truly thinks Auntie looks good in every way."

Lun Jing couldn't hide her smile, quickly sharing her beauty wisdom with Song Tan. Meanwhile, Lun Chuan driving the car suddenly asked:

"Anything happening at work?"

Lun Jing has been doing accounts for that company for years. Knowing her personality, unless something truly happened, she wouldn't leave so decisively even if the other side was reluctant to find someone.

Speaking of this, Lun Jing felt awkward: "You guessed it?"

Lun Chuan struggled not to laugh: "Dear mom, wouldn't I know your personality? What's going on? Are you wronged?"

As he spoke, his tone gradually grew serious.

Lun Jing waved her hand repeatedly: "No, no, not wronged!"

"It's just..."

She glanced at Song Tan, a bit embarrassed: "Just some emotional entanglement happened..."

Lun Chuan's gaze turned sharp, frowning: "Is the guy surnamed Li bothering you again, or is the company boss harassing you?"

That Li guy indeed persistently kept messaging her, blocked and yet still liking her videos on Douyin, sending private messages.

But, if Lun Jing had once had thoughts of rekindling familial life with him, it had long evaporated!

So this person wasn't worth mentioning.

As for the company boss… he indeed had some involvement.

"Well... the boss's son, is pursuing me." She said bashfully, feeling embarrassed.

Lowering her head, her seaweed-like hair covered her rosy-white cheeks, while her drooping brows and lashes appeared delicate and innocent.

Song Tan glanced and immediately sensed that the angle resembled Lun Chuan's bewildered and wronged look!

No wonder they're mother and son!

Glancing again!

But wait a minute—the boss's son…

"How old is he? I remember your boss isn't much older than you." Lun Chuan asked calmly.

"Hmm." Lun Jing nodded: "His son is thirty, just returned from abroad."

First time at the company he met her, then started pursuing...

If she didn't leave, she might have to call the boss a mother-in-law later, plus if inheriting, his family property she might get half, how awkward would that be?

Had to run!

Song Tan eagerly asked: "Is he handsome?"

Lun Jing suddenly lit up: "Pretty handsome! Tall too! Wow, 1.9 meters! Great body!"

"Quite manly!" She summarized.

"Wow!" Song Tan gasped too: Lun Jing isn't especially tall, a little over 1.6 meters, if she dated a 1.9-meter guy, wouldn't she just reach his chest!

Wow, that height difference!

"What wow?" Lun Chuan said helplessly: "How do you even know he has a good body?"

Well...

Lun Jing started looking around left and right, cheeks flushed: "He swims, had an amateur competition, invited me to watch..."

"But Xiaochuan, don't worry, mom knows her limits, won't agree for sure."

She truly knows.

The age gap of more than ten years might not seem much now, but after another decade, it probably would be different. So Lun Jing decisively refused and left after sensing sparks within herself.

Oh well! Beauties have their own woes—being too easily moved! Whether twenty or forty years old, they stir her heart, truly shouldn't!

Lun Chuan was accustomed to it.

His mom was like this, being lovely and charming, she was never short of admirers through the years.

As long as they're handsome, well-built, or excel in some aspect charisma-wise, her heart would flutter.

But once she realized she wasn't opposed to entering matrimony again, she'd bolt away—only nearly succeeded with that guy surnamed Li.

After all, he seemed poised, mature, had a clear sense of boundary, very dependable.

Yet, who knew there were many messy personal matters at home?

Lun Jing thought about it and felt revolted.

Meanwhile, in the car, Lun Chuan's expression remained earnest, even after talking many times, he said: "Whether you're dating or marrying, as long as the person is reliable and you're happy, I have no objections."

"Moreover, I will also have my own family, can't always accompany you. So, don't be afraid, if wanting love or marriage, still your choice."

"I know!" Lun Jing sensibly replied: "Not marrying isn't because of you, it's because I hate the daily hassles after marriage, that's why."

Yet...

She again opened her phone, handing it to Song Tan: "Look, here's what I took, how's it? Quite handsome, isn't it?"

"And this one, taken post-swim, isn't the physique great!"

Song Tan took it calmly, stating:

"Not bad, but I only like Xiaolun!"

"Xiaolun's the prettiest!"

In front, at the driver's seat, Lun Chuan chuckled to himself, raising his eyes to the rearview mirror to look at the two of them, his gaze tender.