Chapter 295 : Should I... Try It
“Ye Ye, Mom’s back~”
As soon as Ling Ning stepped through the door, she called out cheerfully.
Ling Ye, who was watching TV in the living room, froze momentarily upon hearing her mother’s voice. She hadn’t expected her to return home so early. Excited, Ling Ye hopped up and ran over, throwing herself into her mother’s arms.
Feeling the warm embrace of her daughter, Ling Ning felt the fatigue of the day melt away. Truly, the saying “a daughter is a mother’s sweet little companion” was accurate. Ling Ning had originally planned to participate in an evening event organized by Ye Xuan. However, seeing that her classmates were already quite tired, Ye Xuan had decided to end the gathering early after dinner, letting everyone go home to rest. This unexpected reprieve allowed Ling Ning to return earlier than anticipated.
She gently stroked her daughter’s hair, a soft smile gracing her face. “Ye Ye’s such a good girl. Did you have dinner?”
Ling Ye shook her head. She had gotten so caught up in an exciting part of her show that she forgot to order takeout. But now that her Mom was home, there was no need—nothing compared to her Mom’s cooking, no matter how fancy the food. Mom’s cooking was the best!
“In that case, go play for a bit. Mom will make dinner for you~”
“Okay!”
Since Ling Ning had already eaten earlier, she only needed to prepare a meal for her daughter. Knowing her daughter didn’t have a large appetite, she decided to make something simple—just a bowl of noodles.
Even though it was just plain noodle soup, Ling Ye savored every bite, eating happily.
As Ling Ning watched her daughter eat, she noticed something. Ling Ye seemed to have grown taller recently. With her daughter’s school break approaching, Ling Ning thought about taking her out shopping to buy some new clothes and maybe have some fun together.
Noticing her mother’s gaze, Ling Ye paused mid-bite and looked up, curious. “What’s wrong, Mom?”
“Oh, nothing. Mom just realized you’ve grown taller~”
“You noticed too, Mom?”
Ling Ye said proudly. Her current mindset was that she was finally beginning to develop. Before long, she would surely catch up to her Mom’s height. The mere thought of achieving her Mom’s perfect figure made Ling Ye’s heart race.
If she could have a figure like her Mom’s, she’d surely catch her attention, right?
“Alright~ Finish your noodles before they get cold,” Ling Ning said with a helpless smile.
“Oh, Mom! By the way, a lot of boys confessed to me at school today, but I turned them all down~” Ling Ye declared smugly.
Ling Ning’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Which troublemaking boys dared to hit on my daughter? They’re learning all the wrong things so young! And hitting on my Ye Ye, of all people?!
However, Ling Ye’s next words put Ling Ning at ease. Her daughter had rejected them all. Good! That’s my daughter—well done!
Then another thought struck Ling Ning, a serious one. If she kept up this overprotective mindset, wouldn’t her daughter never get a boyfriend?
But soon, Ling Ning rationalized it: She’s still young. At least until high school... No, university... graduation, I won’t allow her to date anyone!
Still, Ling Ning knew deep down that if her daughter truly fell for someone, she wouldn’t stop her. Of course, anyone wanting to woo her daughter would have to pass her tests first. And for those who didn’t? They could dream on.
Ling Ye glanced at her mother, who seemed to be going through a series of expressions. From overprotective to calculating, and finally to something resembling a villainous smirk, her face transformed in rapid succession. Ling Ye couldn’t make sense of it. Whatever. Mom’s weird sometimes, she thought, resuming her meal.
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“Mm~”
Ling Ning slowly opened her drowsy eyes. The first thing she saw was her daughter’s adorable face. It took her a moment to realize what had happened—she had fallen asleep while watching TV with Ling Ye.
Feeling the softness of her daughter’s lap beneath her, Ling Ning realized she was lying in Ling Ye’s lap. She had no idea how long she had been there. Would her daughter feel uncomfortable?
Ling Ning quickly sat up, her face flushed, and asked, “How long was Mom asleep?”
The thought of sleeping on her daughter’s lap embarrassed her to no end. *How did it come to this? Shouldn’t my daughter be lying on my lap instead? Where’s my dignity as a mother?!*
“Only about an hour, Mom. But you really need to stop pulling all-nighters practicing cultivation. I can see dark circles under your eyes,” Ling Ye scolded with a serious expression.
“Yes, Mom knows~ You should go shower now, Ye Ye.”
“Okay~”
While her daughter went to shower, Ling Ning sat down at her desk with her laptop, intending to write. But for some reason, her hands moved on their own, navigating to certain... unspeakable websites.
Ling Ning didn’t know why she suddenly had the urge to revisit such things. She rationalized it as “research,” but as she watched, she began to feel... strange. Her long legs unconsciously crossed tightly together.
If anyone had been there, they would’ve seen Ling Ning’s face flush bright red as she stared at her screen.
Realizing where this was going, Ling Ning hastily closed the browser. At least one thing’s clear—my preferences are still perfectly normal!
“Mom, what were you watching? Your face is so red,” Ling Ye asked, suddenly appearing behind her.
Startled, Ling Ning was grateful she had closed the site in time. *If Ye Ye had seen that, how would I even explain?!*
“N-Nothing! Just doing some... research! Mom’s going to shower now!”
Ling Ye watched her Mom flee to the bathroom, her curiosity piqued. What kind of “research” would make Mom blush like that? she wondered.
In the bathroom, Ling Ning stared at her reflection in the mirror. If her past life self had seen such a breathtaking beauty standing naked before him, he wouldn’t have been able to resist.
Even now, looking at herself, Ling Ning felt the urge to...
“Should I... try it?”
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Author’s Note:
There’s no continuation below...