Chapter 197

Prying open Liang Youan's face, she asked in confusion, "Auntie An'an, why aren't you chasing me anymore? Come chase me, come on!"

"Luo Le…"

Liang Youan sighed a lifeless sigh.

She grabbed Luo Le and pulled him into her arms.

Then she pinched his little nose.

"I really wish there was a switch on you…"

"Why?"

Luo Le wriggled free of Liang Youan's hand.

Then he looked at her with wide-eyed confusion: "Auntie An'an, why? Why should I have a switch?"

"Because then…"

Liang Youan sighed, rubbing Luo Le's cheek: "Because then I could just turn you off!"

"Hahaha, I won't!"

Luo Le wriggled free of Liang Youan.

Then he immediately jumped off the sofa.

He tugged at Liang Youan's hand: "Auntie An'an, let's play hide-and-seek, okay? You come find me, please, come find me!"

"Okay."

Liang Youan replied.

Then she sighed and closed her eyes: "I'll count to a thousand—Luo Le, hide fast!"

Luo Le happily dashed into the room.

Liang Youan shook her head helplessly, whispering with tears in her voice: "Oh god, raising a child alone is so hard, so painful!"

Shuxiang Yayuan,

Unit 6,

Luo Nian was packing up.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Luo Nian thought for a moment,

Then immediately opened the door with a smile.

But behind the door,

Stood Song Qian.

Luo Nian quickly hid her disappointed expression.

She smiled: "Qian-jie, you're here?"

"Mm."

Song Qian replied.

Without waiting for Luo Nian to invite her, she slipped off her shoes and walked straight into the living room: "I came to see if you need help."

"Also, the fridge and water heater in this apartment haven't been used in a while—I don't know if they're broken."

Song Qian said,

Then walked into the kitchen and bathroom,

Tested them casually,

Then headed toward the bedroom: "By the way, Luo Nian, the air conditioner too."

"Even though it was installed only a few years ago, it's never been turned on, so it needs testing."

"Also, before you use the air conditioner, you should wash the filter—your daughter's still young; if she inhales dust, it'll hurt her lungs."

"Understood, Qian-jie."

Luo Nian nodded and smiled in reply.

Song Qian checked again,

Then sat down in the living room: "By the way, Luo Nian, I remember you told me your daughter takes your surname?"

"Yes."

Luo Nian nodded: "My daughter's name is Luo Le—she's almost four, very cute."

"I know."

Song Qian smiled: "You showed me her photo—she looks exactly like my daughter Yingzi when she was little, with huge, adorable eyes."

After smiling,

Song Qian asked: "Luo Nian, you're raising a child alone while working—can you manage?"

"It's fine."

Luo Nian smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear: "Before, when I worked, I left her at a daycare, and my best friend helped watch her, so I managed."

"Now that I've moved, I've found a better daycare that offers 24-hour care—it'll be much more convenient for me."

"That's good, that's good."

Song Qian nodded.

Then she stood up: "I just came to check in, nothing more—don't hesitate to ask me if you need help. Raising a child alone is tough—I've been there too…"

"Okay, Qian-jie, take care, Qian-jie."

Luo Nian smiled as she saw Song Qian off.

After closing the door,

She leaned helplessly against the sofa, her face filled with resignation and sorrow.

Over these past few years,

because of Luo Le,

Luo Nian had almost had no contact or communication with any man,

yet whenever night fell and silence reigned, after Luo Le fell asleep,

inappropriate images for children would occasionally spring to Luo Nian's mind,

Luo Nian knew,

she was a normal person; she had needs too,

but for Luo Le's sake,

Luo Nian truly had not touched a man for several years!

Tonight,

Luo Nian had thought it would be just like before, a very tiring and utterly mundane moving journey,

but,

Qin Feng's sudden appearance

made Luo Nian's originally dull heart, like a dead sea, suddenly churn with stormy waves,

Qin Feng was tall and handsome,

Luo Nian's ideal type,

plus those sharply defined muscle lines,

and that ultra-manly boyfriend power,

made Luo Nian even more prone to wild fantasies!

But,

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after tonight,

Luo Nian would not be able to be alone anymore,

she would also have absolutely no time to find Qin Feng for a date!

"Sigh..."

letting out a long sigh,

Luo Nian knew,

the stormy waves were dead,

the dead sea returned to calm.

So,