After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Yao Ning waited until 6:30 before receiving a text message saying that the uncle had arrived downstairs and was asking for her room number on the third floor.

Yao Ning rushed over and opened the door, immediately spotting the uncle. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle, are you alone? Didn't the driver come with you?"

Upon hearing the voice, Yan Zhiming turned around and was instantly captivated by a delicate, beautiful face, as lovely as a blooming flower.

She stood quietly at the doorway, the room's light, like golden ribbons, gently spilling onto the little girl through the open door.

She wore a snow-white halter dress, paired with a light blue short-sleeved denim jacket and gray-white canvas shoes; she was tall and slender.

Her long, flowing hair, cascading like a waterfall, was loosely braided into a side braid, and her bright, star-like eyes were clear and pure.

In the somewhat dark stairwell, her figure stood gracefully.

Yan Zhiming's breathing became rapid. He felt as if his once calm heart had suddenly become as hot as a flame.

He thought to himself, he had dedicated the first half of his life to his career and the people, so it shouldn't be too much to live the second half of his life for himself!

As for the issue of age, he never felt that he was inferior to those young and vigorous men. He firmly believed that if this young woman were with him now, she would definitely be happier than if she were with someone her own age.

Because he has already passed the stage where he needed to work hard to build his career, he now enjoys a remarkable status and brilliant achievements.

He could give this young woman a carefree life, freeing her from hardship and worry that the man she chose would become successful and betray her, leaving her with nothing.

These thoughts flashed through his mind. Seeing that the little woman was still looking at him, he showed tenderness and doting in his eyes and replied, "Oh, he went on a date after get off work, so I came alone. Is that convenient?"

Yao Ning warmly invited him into the house, saying, "It's alright, he has a date, so we won't bother him. When he has time, we can invite the driver and his girlfriend over."

"Exactly, I thought there were three people today, so I made a lot of food. I'm afraid we won't be able to finish it."

As she spoke, Yao Ning invited the uncle to sit on the wooden chair with a backrest. However, because the chair was a bit low and Yan Zhiming was tall, he looked a little aggrieved sitting there.

Seeing that he was sitting and not moving around, Yao Ning asked softly, "Uncle, why don't you sit on the edge of the bed?" Although sitting on the bed was a bit ambiguous, she couldn't care less about that at the moment.

Yan Zhiming looked at the clean and tidy bed, and felt it was inappropriate to sit on it, so he declined.

Seeing that he didn't mind the chair being too low, Yao Ning didn't insist.

Yan Zhiming handed the gift box he was carrying to Yao Ning and said, "This is a gift I bought on my way here. Open it and see if you like it."

Yao Ning exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! I invited you over for dinner to thank you, why did you buy me a gift? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"It's nothing, I was just passing by and thought it suited you very well, so I bought it on a whim."

Yao Ning took it and opened it, seeing that it was a four-leaf clover gold necklace. She quickly waved her hand and refused, saying, "This, this is too valuable. I can't accept it. Please take it back to your family!"

"I bought this especially for you. I didn't know what gift to buy you, and when I saw gold, I thought it would suit you. Gold also holds its value, and I don't know who to give it to if I take it back. Just wear it; I don't care about this little bit of money."

Since he had said that, Yao Ning didn't want to spoil his mood, so she accepted it. Actually, she was secretly delighted, because he had bought gold! That was real gold and silver; if it were other gifts, she might not have cared so much.

Seeing her uncontrollable smile, Yan Zhiming knew she must be overjoyed. And looking at her mischievous little money-grubber, his eyes softened with tenderness.

I secretly rejoiced that I had asked my friend what gift to buy before I came. It was also good that I had invested in my friend's business and still had some money. Otherwise, how could I support such a young and beautiful woman with just my meager salary?

After admiring the necklace for a while, Yao Ning put it in the drawer and asked softly, "Uncle, would you like to rest first before eating, or would you like to eat now? I was worried the food would get cold, so I kept it warm."

“My name is Yan Zhiming. You don’t need to be so formal when you talk to me. I’m shamelessly thinking that we’re friends, right? So you can just call me by my name.”

Seeing how respectful she was when she spoke to him, Yan Zhiming felt that he couldn't let her continue to treat him as an elder, otherwise their relationship would be difficult to change in the future.

When Yao Ning heard him introduce himself, she said, "Oh, my name is Chen Yao Ning."

Thinking of something, he hesitated and asked, "This... it doesn't seem right for me to call you by your name! It seems a bit disrespectful to you."

"It's alright, this way of getting along will actually be more relaxed and comfortable. Would you want to be around an elder who keeps nagging you?" Kids these days don't like being lectured, so this analogy is spot on.

Yao Ning thought for a moment and asked, "Then how should I address you? I really can't bring myself to call you by your name, and calling you 'brother' doesn't suit your age. How about Uncle Yan? Or Uncle Zhiming?"

Yan Zhiming felt very annoyed listening to her keep calling him "uncle" over and over.

"How about you just call me Uncle?" That would at least sound more friendly, and it could also be considered a special term of endearment she used for me.

“Alright, Uncle, let’s eat first!” Yao Ning said, preparing to unfold the folding table. Yan Zhiming saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help. Yao Ning also said without hesitation, “Then I’ll go and bring the dishes over.”

Looking at the delicious and appetizing dishes on the table, Yan Zhiming knew that she had put her heart into it.

While cooking, Yao Ning was already full just from the smell of the food. She wasn't actually hungry, but she had to keep the guests company.

"By the way, sir, would you like a drink?"

Yan Zhiming answered decisively, "No need." He never liked to drink when it wasn't necessary.

Actually, Yao Ning was just asking casually. She hadn't bought any alcohol at all. She was home alone and wouldn't dare let him drink.

"I cooked a lot of food today, but I only remembered after I finished cooking that I didn't ask you if you have any dietary restrictions. Can you eat these dishes?"

Looking at the cautious little woman in front of him, Yan Zhiming couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

He gave a reassuring smile and said, "I don't have any dietary restrictions, and the dishes you make suit my taste perfectly; they taste like home."

Yao Ning looked puzzled and asked, "...? What does home smell like?"

She never knew what home tasted like, and she didn't want to recall that so-called home.

Yan Zhiming was speechless for a moment: "..." He himself didn't know either. It was just because his subordinates often said that Lao Lu's wife's cooking tasted like home, so he just copied it.

Seeing that the conversation was about to fall flat, he quickly changed the subject and asked about her work, hoping to learn more about her.

"Where do you leave work? Is your job tiring?"

When Yao Ning heard him ask about her work, she obediently replied, "It's in a factory at the intersection next door. No job is easy to get tired from."

Yao Ning's gaze fell on the man opposite her. Seeing that he was sweating profusely while eating, she asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? Why are you sweating so much while eating?"

As she spoke, she hurriedly ran to the desk to get a tissue and handed it to him, but Yan Zhiming did not reach out to take it. He simply looked up and gestured for her to help him wipe it.

Yao Ning was a little confused for a moment, and wiped it off without thinking.

After she finished wiping, she came to her senses, awkwardly pulled her hand back, and her face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. She stammered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

Yan Zhiming looked at the shy girl in front of him and smiled gently: "It's okay, I didn't realize it either."