Starting Off By Confessing To My Classmate's Mother

Once certain thoughts take root, they become hard to dispel.

As Li Zhiyan gazed at the beautiful, mature woman before him, he felt an undeniable urge to steal a quick kiss from Auntie Gu. However, perhaps because he had immersed himself so thoroughly in the mindset of an 18-year-old, he found himself strangely hesitant.

An internal struggle waged within him.

After a long moment, Li Zhiyan finally stopped massaging Gu Wanzhou's shoulders. Her breathing was steady and calm, as if she had already drifted off to sleep.

"Task complete. You've received a reward of 20,000 yuan."

"Funds have been deposited in your online banking account."

The alert startled Li Zhiyan, and he hurriedly clapped a hand over his pocket, fearful the noise might wake Gu Wanzhou. If she woke up, he'd lose any chance of sneaking that kiss.

The reward had gone straight to his bank account this time. This peculiar system really kept him guessing.

Fortunately, Gu Wanzhou didn't stir.

Looking at her serene, exquisite face, he found himself losing control. Slowly, he leaned in, gently placing a soft kiss on her cheek.

In that moment, Li Zhiyan's mind went blank.

He'd just kissed the mother of Yu Sisi, the girl he admired. The sensation was surreal, dreamlike.

Suddenly, Gu Wanzhou's consciousness stirred, breaking through the drowsy fog.

The warmth on her skin told her exactly what had just happened. This kid—he'd actually dared to kiss her.

But even as she realized this, she remained still, pretending to stay asleep. Waking up now would only lead to awkwardness for them both.

And so...

Li Zhiyan's lips moved ever so slowly, trailing closer until they finally brushed against her soft, crimson lips.

Instinctively, she licked her lips.

At that, Gu Wanzhou could no longer pretend. She raised a hand, scratching her head in a casual motion, but still didn't open her eyes.

Li Zhiyan jumped back, shocked, and the rush of hormones faded swiftly.

Quickly, he pulled away from the kiss, ending his stolen moment.

Li Zhiyan slipped off the bed and made his way quietly out of her home.

As she heard the sound of the door closing, Gu Wanzhou sat up. An unfamiliar lightness filled her heart.

"That brat actually dared to kiss me," she muttered, touching her lips as a blush crept over her cheeks. It felt as if the long-buried loneliness she'd carried for years was being awakened, little by little, by this young man.

Shortly after, she received a message from Li Zhiyan on QQ.

"Ms. Gu, you fell asleep, so I decided to head out. Goodnight."

"You cheeky little thing... the nerve," she thought with a wry smile. But she chose not to respond, at least for now. Acknowledging it would only make things awkward for both of them. Best to leave things as they were, for now.

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On his way home, Li Zhiyan silently scolded himself for his own lack of composure.

His mind truly seemed to have returned to an 18-year-old's mentality. Deep down, he still felt a subconscious sense of respect and even fear for elders like Ms. Gu.

Yet the feeling he'd just experienced was beyond words—so thrilling, so electrifying. Kissing a mature beauty 23 years his senior... he couldn't quite shake the sensation.

Recalling the breathtaking allure of Ms. Gu—the soft curves, the snow-white skin of her legs—he struggled to keep his emotions in check. Calming himself, he glanced at the recent bank transfer of 20,000 yuan.

"You helped CEO Wang of Zhimei Corporation solve an issue, and he's transferred 20,000 yuan to you via online banking."

"Current goal: 970,000 yuan to become a millionaire."

The system's earnings always seemed to have a legitimate source. Apparently, it ensured each payout could be accounted for, making them foolproof if questioned. Plus, he actually did have the relevant skills to back it up!

"Having 20,000 yuan in my account at 18... feels pretty great."

"System, any new tasks available?"

Opening the system, Li Zhiyan saw a fresh task awaiting him.

"It appears Li Meifeng's company is experiencing some system issues as well."

"So you'll be invited by Rao Shiyun to visit the company and help her troubleshoot the system."

"However, their French translator just had an emergency appendectomy."

"Please assist Li Meifeng by stepping in as her translator."

"Task reward: 30,000 yuan."

"Fluent French: Learning initiated."

A spark of excitement flickered within him. His system wasn't useless after all! It was essentially giving him a heads-up on upcoming events while handing him a new skill.

Fluency in French—a rare skill back in 2010. Translators of less common languages were well-paid, earning at least 1,000 yuan a day for short-term gigs.

This meant he could make money not only by massaging for wealthy ladies and coding but also as a French translator.

"Thanks, Lazy System! Another step closer to millionaire status."

"Ms. Li will probably give me a tip for the work, too. Add that to the 30,000-yuan reward, and it's quite the haul."

With a good mood and thoughts lingering on the flirtatious massage session, Li Zhiyan reveled in his ideal life—one that was carefree and indulgent, with no need for meticulous planning, just enjoying life's pleasures.

He strolled toward the internet café, where, as expected, his close friend Li Shiyu was there, bombarding the New Year Plaza with cannon shots.

"Hey, stop wasting time here. Let's hit up the spa."

Though the idea of hiring a masseuse no longer appealed to him in this lifetime, he still wanted to help his buddy break out of his lovestruck haze.

"What's the big deal? It's just a massage."

Despite his words, Li Shiyu powered off the computer and pocketed the change from the counter, following Li Zhiyan to the spa.

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When they finally left the spa, Li Shiyu lit a cigarette.

"Man, I had no idea there was a third floor with VIP services!"

"All these years... wasted," he said, shaking his head.

Li Zhiyan asked calmly, "Still hung up on Wang Xinyue?"

"Never again. Done with that."

Li Shiyu's gaze drifted as he spoke, and soon enough, he was dragging Li Zhiyan back to the internet café for another dungeon grind.

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Later that evening, Li Zhiyan lay in the small bedroom of his rented apartment. The steady hum of the fan filled the room, but sleep eluded him. His mind was consumed with memories of Ms. Gu's snowy legs and alluring curves.

Such a woman—a mature beauty like her—was truly something else.

Around nine o'clock, right on cue, as the system had hinted, he received a message from Rao Shiyun.

Rao Shiyun: "Son, you there?"

Li Zhiyan: "What's with the 'son' talk? I never agreed to be your godson, did I?"

Rao Shiyun: "Oh, quit being dramatic. Just joking around."

"I need a favor. Remember Li Meifeng, the lady we met last time?"

Lying in her bedroom, Rao Shiyun's cheeks flushed as she thought of Li Meifeng. That woman could be so outrageous, even suggesting she 'nurse' Li Zhiyan. Really, she was even more audacious than herself.

Li Zhiyan: "Yeah, I remember."

Rao Shiyun: "Her company's system has been acting up lately. Their employees are having trouble clocking in. Think you could come along to help? I'll go with you."