A Young Woman's Heart

“Me too! I happen to have a five-yuan note!” Hua Yinyin retorted, not to be outdone.

Li Wanyan silently took out exactly four yuan and fifty cents from her wallet and placed it on the boss's desk, ending the 'dispute'.

Their argument also attracted the attention of the children. One of the boys openly looked Mo Xueyao up and down and exclaimed, "Wow—what a beautiful woman!"

Mo Xueyao didn't think she was that old; she could at least be described as a 'girl', right?

The women are all adults...

"No, she's a really pretty lady," a plain-looking boy next to him said in a slick, glib manner.

"I wish I could have a girlfriend this beautiful in the future."

"Yeah yeah."

Mo Xueyao was speechless. Did these kids think they were speaking too softly?

……

Chapter Seventy-Two: Precocious Kids

"Sister, sister! Why are your eyes blue?!"

"Here you go, tofu pudding and fried dumplings." The owner walked over with a smile. "Looks like you're quite popular with kids."

"I'd rather not be popular with children," Mo Xueyao muttered softly.

"Sister, sister!" Even though she pretended not to hear, the children were still very enthusiastic.

The group of children at the next table were five boys. The one who struck up a conversation was the best-looking one among them—well, I don’t want to admit it, but he was indeed quite handsome.

He'll definitely grow up to be a handsome young man.

However, for some reason, Mo Xueyao had a natural aversion to handsome men...

It probably stems from a deep-seated aversion to same-sex relationships—even though she is now a girl.

The key point is that this little guy isn't effeminate in his handsomeness, but rather very sunny and handsome. Although he's still a primary school student, he already has a bit of a man's edge.

"Sister, why do you have blue eyes?" The little boy had already tilted the chair to this side. He tilted the chair up, making Mo Xueyao secretly hope that he would fall to the ground in the next second, but he didn't—his chair-shaking technique seemed to be quite good.

Before Mo Xueyao could finish her cold words, Hua Yinyin interrupted her.

"Because she is of mixed Chinese and Russian descent!"

"What? A hybrid with a goose? Can humans and geese have children?" A boy next to her was shocked, but Mo Xueyao could tell at a glance that he was faking it. This idiot, making such a silly joke, he deserves a beating.

"It's the 'Russia' in Russia!" Hua Yinyin held up one finger and patiently explained, "It's a country located to the north of our country, with a rather vast territory."

"I know, I know, so you're saying you're mixed race, sister? That's why your eyes are blue?"

"Hmm," Mo Xueyao replied sullenly, wanting to ignore their presence. Right now, she just wanted to finish her breakfast.

"Sister, what's your name?"

"It's polite to say your own name before asking others," Hua Yinyin said with a light laugh.

The handsome boy chuckled sheepishly, not seeming particularly nasty: "My surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Ting."

“Ting? That sounds like a girl’s name,” Mo Xueyao finally answered him.

"No, no, it's the 'courtyard' in 'courtyard'..."

"Oh."

Can we be friends?

"what?"

Mo Xueyao really didn't know what expression to use or what to say to the precocious little brat.

So what exactly does this little guy mean?

"I'm thirteen years old this year, that's my actual age! How old are you, big sister?"

Mo Xueyao really wanted to ignore this problem.

Unfortunately, there was a big mouth next to me who kept spilling everything.

That's right, it's Hua Yinyin: "She's seventeen, right?"

"Sister!" the little boy exclaimed excitedly. "We're only four years apart!"

Mo Xueyao's eyelids twitched: "What?"

"Should we wait until I grow up?"

"what?"

"Want to try being with me? Wait for me to grow up!"

"Huh—?" Mo Xueyao could barely control the expression on her face.

But the group of elementary school students started to jeer.

"Jiang Ting really does like the older sister type!"

"A woman three years older than her husband is a lucky charm; what's four years older?"

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Someone else lowered their voice a little: "Speaking of which, when I went to Jiang Ting's house last time, I saw many stories of little boys falling in love with older girls."

"Wow—what is it like? Is it yellow?"

"No, it's just the regular kind, but there's kissing too."

"Wow--"

Mo Xueyao's forehead veins throbbed; she had heard everything.

"Sister, you definitely won't be disappointed. I'll be very handsome when I grow up!" Jiang Ting continued to recommend herself.

Mo Xueyao felt she could barely finish the meal.

Hua Yinyin, on the other hand, was laughing so hard she was almost out of breath.

"You're quite self-aware," Mo Xueyao said sarcastically.

"Of course! So you can rest assured, sister! When I was twenty, you were exactly twenty-five. They say women are most beautiful at twenty-five! And I was also at my most handsome at twenty!"

"Who said that? I think men are only handsome when they are over thirty."

"Then I can grow old with you."

"Pfft..." The usually serious Li Wanyan sprayed the noodles all over the table. She lowered her head and picked up a napkin to wipe the noodles off, but her shoulders were still trembling slightly, obviously she was having a hard time suppressing her laughter.

Mo Xueyao grinned at the two of them, deciding to finish the tofu pudding and fried dumplings in her bowl first.

"sister……"

"Don't talk while eating," Mo Xueyao said, trying to reason with him like an adult.

"Oh, okay, okay." Jiang Ting nodded and started eating breakfast, not forgetting to wink at her friend.

"Hey, Jiang Ting, you really like her?"

"Who wouldn't like someone so beautiful?"

"But she's too old."

"I'm not old at all." — This was probably the most comforting sentence Mo Xueyao heard. "It would be better if they were older than me."

"But they obviously look down on you."

"Who said that? She's just shy."

Shy my foot!

Mo Xueyao secretly rolled her eyes, feeling ashamed of herself for the rich imagination of this little brat.

Seriously, are all kids these days this daring?

Or are they just a few exceptions?

"Hey, why do you all like this blue-eyed sister? Nobody likes me!" Hua Yinyin said, patting her chest.

“Too fat,” replied a rather unattractive little boy.

"What?! Am I fat?! I have a perfect figure, okay?! Boss, you be the judge, am I fat?!"

"Not fat, not fat," the uncle who was wiping the dishes replied, suppressing a laugh.

“She’s definitely not fat, and she looks quite young, like a middle school student!” Another boy, who was of average to above-average appearance but had a beauty mark under his eye, nodded vigorously.

He was the second most handsome man in the group.

The others are either ugly or just average-looking.

"Hmph... I'll take that as a compliment." Hua Yinyin nodded in satisfaction. "So, how about it? Interested in having a passionate romance with your older sister?"

"Eh? Eh? Really?!" The little boy with the beauty mark under his eye had his eyes light up.

"Of course, but first I'll have to turn you into a girl."

"Eh...wh-how did it change?"

"Hmm, simple. First, use scissors to cut off the two round ones, then cut off the top completely." Hua Yinyin revealed a 'cruel' smile. "Although I'm not exactly a girl, I'm not exactly a boy either, so I can barely accept it~"

"Wow—ah—" the boys shouted exaggeratedly, and one chubby boy even exaggeratedly covered his private parts.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in boys who aren't pretty." Hua Yinyin glanced at him sideways.

"Stop joking..." The little boy with a beauty mark under his eye said shyly.

"Tsk, I'm not kidding, want to give it a try?" Hua Yinyin blinked and made a scissor gesture.

"Hey hey..." The little boy hid behind.

"What's your name? You're quite cute." Hua Yinyin's smile now looked like that of a witch who would kidnap a cute little boy to make medicine.

"I, my name is... uh... um... um... Bai Hao."