Zhao Tianhao was taken aback by the question. Was this older woman going to introduce him to a girlfriend?
Thinking this, Zhao Tianhao replied, "No, ma'am."
"Oh, it's like this. I'm quite familiar with you now, since my husband and I consult you about our health, and we've come to see you as a nice young man. A colleague of mine is currently trying to find a partner for her daughter. I've seen her, and wow, she's incredibly beautiful! I thought, why don't you two try being a matchmaker? Whether it works out or not is another matter, just meet her first. Don't blame me for being long-winded, let's give it a try," the older woman said expectantly to Zhao Tianhao.
What could Zhao Tianhao do? Looking at the older woman's sincere expression, it seemed she wouldn't leave until he agreed.
"Okay, okay, I agree," Zhao Tianhao had no choice but to agree. Meeting her wouldn't hurt; he wouldn't lose anything.
"Okay, then I'll go back and set a time for you, and send it to you then."
The older woman happily left after seeing Zhao Tianhao agree.
"Auntie, take care!" The older woman was overjoyed and turned to leave quickly, her brisk steps no less than a young person's. Zhao Tianhao called out to her dashing back.
Zhao Tianhao was speechless. Did all older people become so keen on matchmaking?
Shaking his head, Zhao Tianhao stopped thinking about it, went back to his lounge to change, and drove to Shuxiang Yayuan.
After parking, Zhao Tianhao got out to eat, took out a Liqun cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and began to observe the neighborhood.
As for why he didn't smoke a better cigarette, well, it was a matter of habit. In that world, Zhao Tianhao had been smoking Liqun since university, for about seven or eight years.
So he just did what made him comfortable.
Shuxiang Yayuan was an old neighborhood. Of course, "old" is relative; it's not particularly old yet. The neighborhood environment is decent, the greenery is consistently maintained, and security is very comprehensive.
After all, it's a school district property, so those who rent or buy here are generally wealthy and influential, making security crucial.
After finishing his cigarette, Zhao Tianhao decided to go check out the building where Qiao Yingzi lived.
The security guard, seeing the casually dressed, distinguished-looking man—as handsome as the reader—knew he was probably no ordinary person and decided to approach him.
However, when he reached Zhao Tianhao, the words he was about to ask stuck in his throat.
"Swipe your card," Zhao Tianhao said casually.
The security guard immediately tapped the card and politely opened the door for Zhao Tianhao, saying, "Please come in."
Yes, Zhao Tianhao didn't bother arguing with the security guard; he simply hypnotized him.
The building in front of them was where Song Qian's family lived. He vaguely remembered Qiao Yingzi living in 403; the first floor would be rented to Ji Yangyang's family, and the second floor to Fang Yifan.
Since that was the case, Zhao Tianhao decided to rent a room on the third floor, thus completing the first four floors. Zhao Tianhao was now part of their lives.
Just as Zhao Tianhao was making these plans, he turned to ask the property management office for the phone numbers of the landlords for each room on the third floor.
However, perhaps too engrossed in his own thoughts, he habitually continued walking forward and bumped into a woman who was going upstairs.
"Ouch!" Song Qian cried out in pain as Zhao Tianhao bumped into her.
Zhao Tianhao didn't have time to savor the feeling of her softness. Instinctively, he caught the woman who was about to fall, steadied her, and pulled her into his arms.
Song Qian, coming to her senses, felt shy upon realizing she was being held by a strange man and tried to get up.
Zhao Tianhao noticed her intention to get up and helped her up. However, she lost her balance and fell back into Zhao Tianhao's arms.
This time, Zhao Tianhao had a firm hold on her. Habitually, he wrapped one arm around her waist and placed the other on her breasts, gently pressing them.
Song Qian felt she hadn't checked the almanac before leaving home; she was incredibly unlucky. Although the man holding her was handsome and smelled wonderful, making her feel intoxicated, she forced herself to calm her shy and anxious feelings.
Zhao Tianhao was embarrassed, knowing this was inappropriate, but seeing that the woman in front of him, despite not being young, was still well-maintained and very beautiful, he didn't let go and continued to enjoy the sensation.
Especially her mature charm and temperament aroused Zhao Tianhao.
He felt an urge to have sex with her.
Song Qian felt the young man holding her get an erection and quickly stood up, afraid that if things continued like this, she might not be able to control herself.
Since her divorce from Qiao Weidong, she had been lonely for a long time.
She was still at the age where she was full of desire.
Unable to resist the strong hormones emanating from Zhao Tianhao, Song Qian felt her vagina become wet, and she started to leak fluid.
Seeing the mature woman standing up, Zhao Tianhao didn't bother with pleasantries; after all, he was already aroused.
He just wanted to have his way with this mature woman.
She could also sense that the mature woman in front of her was aroused.
Zhao Tianhao was the epitome of helpfulness.
Zhao Tianhao tried to hypnotize her, but unexpectedly, it failed.
Zhao Tianhao was surprised.
However, upon thinking about the neighborhood and the time of day, he immediately recognized the mature woman before him. No wonder he had failed; it was Yingzi's mother—Song Qian.
Since hypnosis hadn't worked, Zhao Tianhao decided to apologize first, hoping to make a good impression.
Just as Zhao Tianhao was about to speak, he noticed Song Qian staring intently at him as if she recognized him.
"Are you Zhao Tianhao?" Song Qian asked.
"Yes, I am," Zhao Tianhao replied calmly. Did he know Song Qian?
"It really is you! You've grown up so much! Have you forgotten your teacher? You heartless wretch! You haven't visited me even once since graduating high school! Have you forgotten how good your teacher was to you?" Song Qian clearly knew Zhao Tianhao well. She even playfully hit him while laughing, her cheerful demeanor completely genuine.
Zhao Tianhao was stunned and quickly began sifting through his memories.
The system had initially given him the identity of a graduate of Chunfeng Middle School who had been admitted to Tsinghua University.
Zhao Tianhao hadn't looked at it closely at all, and now he realized he'd completely missed crucial information.
Zhao Tianhao mentally warned himself against being so careless while checking the information. He quickly pieced it all together.
It turned out that Zhao Tianhao's high school homeroom teacher was Song Qian. Because of Zhao Tianhao's excellent academic performance, he was particularly favored by Song Qian.
Furthermore, because Zhao Tianhao was an orphan and lived on school scholarships, his tuition had been waived due to his outstanding middle school entrance exam results.
Song Qian usually took great care of Zhao Tianhao, even sometimes taking him home for meals. Whatever the reason, it was truly admirable for a teacher to go to such lengths.
Unfortunately, Zhao Tianhao hadn't returned to see Song Qian since graduating high school, so although Song Qian wanted to know about Zhao Tianhao's situation, she had no way of doing so due to the loss of contact.
That's why Song Qian joked so familiarly with Zhao Tianhao, though there was also a hint of complaint in it.
After all, Song Qian was genuinely good to Zhao Tianhao.
Many teachers jokingly called Zhao Tianhao Song Qian's "godson."
No wonder Song Qian was a little angry.
"I'm sorry, Sister Qian, I've been working part-time throughout university. Of course, I know that's not an excuse. I feel guilty for not being able to come back to see you. Please don't be angry with me; it's all my fault. I should have come to see you sooner."
The acting master Zhao Tianhao began his showtime. Song Qian wasn't angry with Zhao Tianhao at all, just a little complaining. She knew Zhao Tianhao was an orphan, strong-willed, and had a strong sense of pride, which was why he had always refused Song Qian's financial help.
Although she hadn't experienced it herself, Song Qian could imagine the hardships Zhao Tianhao faced during his university years.
Thinking of this, Song Qian's gaze towards Zhao Tianhao softened even more.
Unable to contain herself, she embraced Zhao Tianhao, her voice choked with sobs, "Silly child."
Even though Zhao Tianhao knew this was due to the system's setting, upon hearing Song Qian's sincerity and affection, his eyes also welled up with tears.