Advance Bravely (Shi Bu Ke Dang - 势不可挡)

211-212

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211. Jealous of Lady Mother

Translator: HoangAnhVu785
Editor: tanathelazyass

Xia Yao took advantage of Mother Xia cleaning up the office and sneaked into her bedroom. It was no longer appropriate to label it the shared bedroom of mother Xia and Xia Renzhong's because it has now become Mother Xia's boudoir. A large bed for two still resides but with the one and only pillow on it.

In the translucent mirror reflected a rather unsightly face of Xia Yao. Since he has had little to no contact with Yuan Zong these days, dressing up was not one bit worth the trouble. He who works overtime on a daily basis has his body drenched in sweat and dirt top to bottom. His looks compared to Mother Xia's was, consequently, as different as night and day.

Xia Yao, upon noticing a variety of tools on his mom's makeup station, picked up a perfume bottle and sniffed it. He, impacted by a who-knows-what psychology, persistently sensed that it was the fragrance Yuan Zong often used.

In addition, it appeared that the cosmetics were all unsealed not too long ago, which undoubtedly meant they were purchased recently, and were high-end products. Given mother Xia's thrifty viewpoint regarding spending, she certainly couldn't afford to invest in this many make-up kits. They must have been gifts from someone.

As for who that person was ... Xia Yao conveniently pulled out a drawer. As expected, there was a sealed set of gift boxes along with a sticker printed with a Da Zongzi on top of it.

Xia Yao's heart was so enraged with jealousy that it could even boil his cucumber down below.

This shitty excuse of a bastard! You never once bought me such piece of skincare item! Never bought me anything like this! Even Xuan Da Yu did! But you have never!

But seeing Yuan Zong buy these things for mother Xia, Xia Yao somehow felt he calculated all of this with every intention possible.

For a man to care for a woman this thoroughly, what was the drive???

Xia Yao left mother Xia's dressing table, moving on to rummage her bed. Whilst doing so, he suddenly came across a small notebook right under the pillow.

This notebook dated back more than 30 years ago - it's a collection of poetry!

Xia Yao skimmed through the pages. A few handwriting rested in the lines. The rest were all recently self-composed poems.

The first poem-- 《Desires of Love》.

Love remains unwithered, lying at the bottom of my heart,

Like a dwelling fire veiling,

Which was predetermined in a deserted late night,

Pray ignite, some large hand.

The charm of love there's no way to resist.

Both my mind and heart are aging,

Sighing along a sense of touch,

Becoming the boredom of a lifetime

Upon seeing the title, Xia Yao collapsed inhaling a gulp of cold air. Just where in the world would you see a woman in her fifties, married with grown children, desire for love all of a sudden? Then he scrolled down and his eyes caught the words "large hand"? Large hand, you say? Xia Yao's head was dominated with the sight of Yuan Zong's iron-like hands. When he spotted "aging" the first idea crossing his mind was "reviving youth", "reviving youth".