They wanted you to divorce and leave, but you became a rich woman's dream man.

Chapter 166 (Enjoyable Reading) I went to Zhou Shumei's house, and she was all alone. I was nervous!

Zhou Shumei looked at Gao Jun with some surprise.

Gao Jun pretended to look into her eyes, then released her hand, indicating, "Sister Shumei, have I been a bit presumptuous?"

Zhou Shumei then smiled and said, "No, it's nothing."

“Let’s draw together,” she replied after hesitating for a few seconds.

Gao Jun then took Zhou Shumei's hand again.

This time, when she held it again, Zhou Shumei had a different feeling.

When Gao Jun gently took Zhou Shumei's hand and began to trace the lines on the back of her hand, her heart was instantly overwhelmed by a complex mix of emotions.

That long-lost touch seemed to unlock the door to her long-sealed memories, making her heart race and her breathing quicken.

She felt her hand tremble slightly in his grasp, a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

Gao Jun's hands were warm and strong, conveying an indescribable power through his thin skin, making Zhou Shumei feel both at ease and excited.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on Gao Jun's focused profile.

His eyes were deep and focused, as if he were creating a work of art.

This feeling of being valued and cared for warmed Zhou Shumei's heart, but it also made her more nervous.

She worried that her hands might move involuntarily, breaking the rare harmony and tranquility.

As time went by, she gradually calmed down.

Instead, there was a faint sense of joy and anticipation.

She enjoyed the feeling of Gao Jun holding her hand, as if at this moment she had found something she had lost.

It's been a long time since anyone held my hand.

No, this doesn't count as a tether.

It is holding your own hand.

She felt that Gao Jun's hands were soft.

Very big.

There's a feeling of being enveloped.

Zhou Shumei secretly watched Gao Jun, and during this time, she thought she hadn't been discovered.

Little did she know, Gao Jun had already taken in her gaze and expression.

Of course, that includes that damn cleavage.

Gao Jun originally wanted to be a virtuous and upright person.

But Zhou Shumei was simply too wealthy.

It has a Mariana Trench.

How could anyone not be moved?

At this moment, Zhou Shumei had no interest in painting at all.

During those 30 seconds, he even swallowed several times to try and stay calm.

"Okay, it's finished."

Gao Jun looked at the painting and said, "This painting is so beautiful, don't you think, Sister Shumei?"

Zhou Shumei realized what was happening, looked at the painting, and smiled awkwardly, "Yes."

Gao Jun then let go of her hand.

When he let go of Zhou Shumei's hand, she felt a strange sense of loss.

It felt like a breakup.

But she and Gao Jun had never been in a relationship, so why was she feeling heartbroken?
Zhou Shumei didn't know, and she didn't want to delve into it.

But she knew this was just the beginning, the beginning of her acquaintance with Gao Jun.

She will cherish this feeling.

Then Zhou Shumei looked at Gao Jun and said, "You've drawn so many for me, but you haven't done much of your own painting?"

"It's alright, you draw it." Gao Jun said cheerfully.

Zhou Shumei asked curiously, "Then what are you doing?"

“I’ll take your picture,” Gao Jun replied.

Zhou Shumei immediately shook her head: "No, no, I don't look good in photos."

"Who said that? You have to trust my skills, and you also have to trust your looks. Sister Shumei, you're very beautiful," Gao Jun encouraged.

The phrase "You are beautiful" completely shattered Zhou Shumei's psychological defenses.

You should know that over the years, very few people have genuinely praised themselves.

It's all just the sisters praising each other.

Lin Beishan didn't even glance at him.

Her son, Lin Chen, was always out gallivanting and never paid any attention to her.

I've only known Gao Jun for a few days now.

She constantly uses adjectives like "pretty" and "good-looking" to describe herself.

It would be a lie to say that Zhou Shumei was unhappy.

So she picked up a paintbrush and started painting.

Gao Jun, standing behind them, was taking pictures.

"Sister Shumei, raise your hand a little higher."

"Right, that is it."

It has to be said, this back view looks...

Beneath her long, glossy black hair that reaches her waist, a mature and sophisticated charm is palpable.

It makes you want to go up and hug them from behind.

After Gao Jun took the photos, he showed them to Zhou Shumei.

Zhou Shumei was very surprised when she saw it: "Wow, it's so beautiful!"

"It's not that my photos are good, it's that you're good-looking," Gao Jun said with a smile.

Zhou Shumei pretended to frown and complained, "You're getting bolder and bolder. You even dare to flirt with your sister. I'm already old, and I still have to be teased like this by you."

“That’s the truth,” Gao Jun replied.

Zhou Shumei saw that he kept emphasizing it, appearing calm on the surface, but actually overjoyed inside.

After I finish drawing.

Zhou Shumei then said to Gao Jun, "Alright, let's go."

"it is good."

Gao Jun then packed up the oil painting and prepared to leave.

Just then, a boy who was drawing stood up, took his paint box, and turned around.

Zhou Shumei reacted quickly and immediately shouted, "Be careful!"

At this moment, Gao Jun was holding an oil painting, watching as the paint box was about to be laid on the painting.

He immediately moved the oil painting away.

However, the paint box spilled directly onto his clothes.

Upon seeing this, the boy immediately apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Zhou Shumei was very angry and immediately stepped forward to argue: "What's wrong with you? Can't you watch where you're going?"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to," the boy explained.

Zhou Shumei wanted to complain a bit more, but Gao Jun comforted her, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, your oil painting wasn't spilled."

Zhou Shumei then realized that Gao Jun had done this to prevent the paint box from spilling onto her oil painting.

He was even willing to waste his white shirt.

Thinking of this, she was moved for a moment.

The store manager then came over and immediately wiped it with a cloth.

But the paint gets dirtier the more you wipe it, unless you wash it with laundry detergent.

So Zhou Shumei said to Gao Jun, "Let's just go buy a new dress, and wash this one later."

"it is good."

Gao Jun nodded.

Zhou Shumei took the two oil paintings and then went downstairs with Gao Jun.

As she went downstairs, she muttered under her breath, "You didn't have to protect this painting just now. If the paint had been spilled on the painting, it wouldn't have gotten on your clothes."

"Sister Shumei, this is your first oil painting. I don't want your beautiful memories to be ruined by this box of paints."

Gao Jun's words instantly shattered all of Zhou Shumei's defenses.

She finally said, moved, "You silly boy, you really are a silly little brother."

Meanwhile, she put the oil painting in the car, then took Gao Jun's hand and headed forward to find a clothing store.

Not long after.

They then arrived at a shop.

Gao Jun suggested, "Actually, just buying any piece of clothing will do."

But Zhou Shumei shook her head: "This is the first piece of clothing I bought for you. I don't want your beautiful memories to be ruined in the end."

"Sister Shumei, why are you mimicking my way of speaking?" Gao Jun teased.

Zhou Shumei raised an eyebrow: "What? Is that not allowed?"

"of course."

Then Zhou Shumei picked out clothes for Gao Jun.

She first checked the prices, and threw aside all the ones under 500 yuan.

It's rare for me to buy clothes for Gao Jun, and the clothes only got dirty because I was protecting my oil painting.

Therefore, Zhou Shumei had to buy an expensive and good-looking men's outfit to give to Gao Jun.

After choosing for a while...

Zhou Shumei then handed it to Gao Jun and said, "What do you think of this outfit?"

After reading it, Gao Jun nodded and said, "I think it's pretty good."

"Then go try it on in the fitting room."

"it is good."

Soon.

Gao Jun then walked out of the fitting room wearing his new clothes.

Zhou Shumei saw this at that moment.

Their eyes lit up.

Although Gao Jun and his son Lin Chen are about the same age.

But for some reason, she didn't look at Gao Jun with the same eyes she would look at her son.

Instead, they appreciate it from the perspective of mature men.

Moreover, while watching, my heart couldn't help but race.

It evokes a feeling similar to the excitement of falling in love 20 years ago.

Gao Jun stared into her eyes as if he wanted to devour her.

So she took the initiative to ask, "Sister Shumei, do I look good in this outfit?"

Zhou Shumei was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It looks good, it really looks good." Gao Jun then said to the salesperson, "Then let's take this outfit."

"Okay~"

Zhou Shumei was just about to go over and pay the bill.

But Gao Jun grabbed her hand and arm and said, "Sister Shumei, wait a minute, you should try on an outfit too."

"Me?" Zhou Shumei was somewhat surprised.

“Yes,” Gao Jun said, pointing to the clothes on the rack. “With so many clothes, there’s bound to be one you like. I’ll buy it for you.”

Zhou Shumei laughed: "Really? Then I'll have to buy an expensive one."

"Buy whatever you want, I'll admit defeat if you even blink," Gao Jun joked.

"Just kidding, I'm not that kind of little girl who's clumsy when it comes to spending money. I'll just pick something that suits me," Zhou Shumei said with a smile.

Then she looked at the clothes on the rack.

But I'm not sure which one to choose.

She then looked at Gao Jun and said, "Little brother, why don't you help me pick one out?"

"it is good."

Gao Jun then picked one out, but put it down again: "This piece of clothing seems a bit plain, with only a logo."

But Zhou Shumei said, "I think it's great. This dress is actually quite nice. I'll try it on."

After saying that, she took the clothes and went into the fitting room.

Gao Jun was also waiting outside.

He then asked the salesperson, "How much does this dress cost?"

"This one costs 569," the salesperson explained.

"Okay, I'll pay first."

"Ok."

After paying, Zhou Shumei also came out of the fitting room.

Actually, she noticed a problem when she tried it on inside.

That is, this garment is a bit too narrow.

Fortunately, I'm not fat, and the clothes look quite flattering on me.

Sure enough, when Zhou Shumei came out, Gao Jun immediately praised her, "Sister Shumei, you look very sexy in this dress."

Zhou Shumei blushed: "Little brother, don't talk nonsense. I'm over 40 years old, what's there to be sexy about?"

"it is true."

Gao Jun looked at the salesperson behind him and asked, "Little sister, what do you think?"

The salesperson, of course, said some nice things: "I think this dress suits this lady's temperament very well, and she looks beautiful in it, with a perfect bust line."

Gao Jun listened to what the salesperson said, then looked at Zhou Shumei and deliberately raised an eyebrow: "Sister Shumei, am I right?"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Shumei was somewhat tempted.

Finally, she said, "Okay then, I'll buy this dress."

She then took out her phone, intending to pay for the two pieces of clothing.

In fact, Zhou Shumei had no intention of letting Gao Jun buy her clothes.

After all, in her eyes, Gao Jun was just a younger brother.

What kind of logic is it for a younger brother to buy clothes for his older sister?

But the salesperson said, "Sister, this young man has already paid."

Zhou Shumei was somewhat surprised. She looked at Gao Jun and asked, "Have you already bought it?"

Gao Jun nodded: "Yes."

"I bought both."

"Ah."

Zhou Shumei became curious: "Then how can you be so sure I'll want this one?"

"I'm not sure, but I know the store will definitely refund any overpayment or make up any underpayment. Anyway, I have to keep my promise to buy you clothes," Gao Jun said cheerfully.

This time, Zhou Shumei was completely impressed by Gao Jun's actions.

In the short half-day I spent with him, I not only rediscovered the feeling of youth, but also experienced the sense of being taken care of.

Looking at the new outfit, Zhou Shumei finally asked the salesperson to cut off the tag.

She's going to wear this outfit home.

However, Gao Jun did not intend to let her go back.

After leaving the clothing store, he suggested that Zhou Shumei go to the coffee shop diagonally across the street to take photos.

“Such beautiful clothes, how can we not take a couple of photos?” Gao Jun suggested.

Zhou Shumei figured she'd have nothing to do at home anyway, so she might as well spend more time with Gao Jun.

So she agreed.

The two went to a coffee shop and ordered two coffees.

Gao Jun then took out his phone and took a picture of Zhou Shumei.

"Sister Shumei, look over here."

"Put your hands on your legs."

"Yes, that's what it feels like."

A photo was produced shortly afterward.

In this photo, Zhou Shumei looks very happy.

Her eyes were full of love.

Because the person opposite her was Gao Jun.

Gao Jun exclaimed, "Actually, at first I thought the logo on this shirt was too simple and not very attractive, but now that I think about it, it's the finishing touch."

"The finishing touch?" Zhou Shumei was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at it.

It turned out that the leaves on the clothes were actually on their own.
So Zhou Shumei gently tapped Gao Jun on the head and muttered under her breath, "You little rascal, you've got ulterior motives!"

Although Gao Jun was hit, he didn't hit hard, which is enough to show that the other party wasn't really angry.

He continued to probe, "I have no ill intentions. I am looking at my sister with admiration."

"You can't say any more," Zhou Shumei interrupted. "You're flirting with a married woman!"

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything then," Gao Jun said with a smile.

In fact, if Zhou Shumei had said these words to someone else, she probably would have already called the police.

She filed a sexual harassment complaint against the other party.

The reason they can still laugh and joke about it now is because Zhou Shumei has feelings for Gao Jun.

Ultimately, it all comes down to looks and feelings.

Otherwise, if the same words are said by different people, then that's just being a lewd man.

After waiting for an hour, Gao Jun stood up and said, "Alright, Sister Shumei, I have to go now. Let's go back."

"it is good."

Zhou Shumei suddenly remembered something. She took the bag from Gao Jun and said, "I'll wash these clothes for you. After all, you got splashed with ink because you were protecting my oil painting."

"Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer," Gao Jun said with a smile.

The two then said their goodbyes.

Zhou Shumei sat in the car, watching Gao Jun's back.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

I haven't felt this way in a long time.

Warm and caring.

She glanced at the bag in the passenger seat; inside were Gao Jun's clothes.

She usually just throws her clothes in the washing machine.

But this time, Zhou Shumei decided to wash Gao Jun's clothes herself.

For no other reason than that Gao Jun could bring her a lot of emotional value and make her happy, something that her husband Lin Beishan and her son Lin Chen could not provide.

Previously, Zhou Shumei had only regarded Gao Jun as her son.

But now everything has changed.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Gao Jun had changed from one of familial affection to one of tender admiration.

of course.

Zhou Shumei knew that this shift in her feelings was extremely immoral.

However, she thought that Lin Beishan was the same way.

However, I no longer felt any guilt.

If he can do that, why can't I?

Then she stepped on the gas and drove home.

Upon returning home, Zhou Shumei immediately took her clothes to the bathroom.

As I rubbed the clothes with both hands, the paint slowly faded away.

After a clean shirt appeared in front of me.

Zhou Shumei then took a picture with her phone.

Zhou Shumei: [Once it dries, you can wear it! I've washed it clean.]

Gao Jun quickly replied: 【You're amazing, Sister Shumei.】

Zhou Shumei was flattered by his praise and became quite giddy.

Even doing laundry can earn praise.

Who can withstand this?
Zhou Shumei: [I'll give it to you tomorrow when I have time.]

Gao Jun: [Okay, by the way, take a piece of men's clothing back with you, just in case your family...]

Zhou Shumei: [Don't worry, I live alone at home.]

After replying to this sentence.

Zhou Shumei seemed to have a lot to say to Gao Jun.

I thought about it for a while.

She finally started typing.

Zhou Shumei: [Actually, my husband and I don't have a good relationship. He'll be going abroad for several days before coming back, and my son hasn't been home for a long time since we had a fight. That's how I feel now.]

Zhou Shumei: [It gives me the feeling of being an empty-nest elderly person.]

Gao Jun: [No, Sister Shumei, you still have me, and your younger brother.]

Upon seeing this message, Zhou Shumei felt an urge to cry.

Zhou Shumei: Thank you, little brother.

Gao Jun: [The two siblings are still saying things like that. I'll come to your place to get my clothes when I have time tomorrow.]

"Come here to pick up your clothes?"

Zhou Shumei looked at it and indeed felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Looking at the white shirt, and then at the photo of Gao Jun and herself on her phone.

She swallowed hard, her mouth watering.

Then she closed the bathroom door and got to work.
(End of this chapter)