Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

The woman's words struck a chord with the aunt.

Actually, she always felt guilty towards Jin Bao'er.

What I feel most guilty about is that I absolutely refused to let him go to university back then.

But Jin Bao'er doesn't hold a grudge at all.

Not only did they build her a small villa, but they also regularly sent her 10,000 yuan a month for living expenses.

Even the down payment for Liu Yu's house was secretly paid by him.

But this guilt was something she kept hidden in her heart; she couldn't bear to let outsiders stand at the door and gossip.

"So what?" Aunt's face darkened, and she immediately retorted.

"Don't you know how badly he was beaten at his second uncle's house?"

Come to our house, and you'll at least get a hot meal and a warm bed. What more could you want?

My home isn't some golden palace, are you suggesting we treat him like a prince?

Who do you think you are, pretending to be compassionate while crocodile tears?

Mind your own business and stop meddling in our family affairs!

The woman, her face turning ugly from the retort, immediately gave up and retorted in a shrill voice:

"Hmph, who do you think your Jinbao is?"

My son said that what he wrote was all low-class stuff!

"You spend all day writing about two men entangled in complicated relationships, aren't you ashamed of yourself!"

She stiffened her neck and continued her sarcastic remarks with resentment:

"He looks so weak and frail; I'm afraid he's like those two from your Gan family—he got in through connections!"

The "two people" she mentioned are Gan Xiaoguo, who promoted the village's products through live streaming and made the whole village famous, and Gan Feiyang, whose husband contributed money and effort to build a primary school and repair roads.

Both couples have made significant contributions to Ganhe Village.

But at this moment, the woman was so angry that she only wanted to mock her aunt, and she no longer cared about anything else.

The aunt was scolded to her face and turned pale with anger.

Just then, several cars slowly pulled up in front of the house.

The two women's attention was instantly drawn to it.

A group of well-dressed, composed men got off the bus one by one.

"Excuse me, is this Gan Jinbao's house?"

Looking at the group of people in front of her who clearly had extraordinary backgrounds, the aunt subconsciously nodded.

"You must be Jinbao's aunt. This is County Magistrate Xu, who has come to visit you." The person next to him respectfully introduced the woman in the middle.

The aunt was instantly stunned.

The woman next to her was so shocked that her mouth was agape, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

"Ma'am, you should watch your words."

A person who appeared to be the leader spoke gently, but their tone carried an undeniable weight.

"Gan Jinbao is a well-known young writer in our county. He has brought a lot of attention and help to his hometown and is someone that our whole county should cherish."

Homosexuality is also a form of love, and we should respect it.

Moreover, the Gan family has made tremendous contributions to the entire county; they are all benefactors of our county. Isn't it inappropriate for you to call them benefactors?"

No one, regardless of who they are, should be able to slander others so casually.

Upon hearing this, the woman's legs went weak.

Thinking that her son was still a teacher in the village, she worried that if he offended the county head, he would lose his job.

Terrified, she waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I was wrong, I'll never do it again!"

Seeing that the county magistrate had personally stepped in to support her, the aunt felt much better and gave the older woman a cold look:

"Niu Dahua, aren't you leaving yet? Do you really want to stay here and embarrass yourself?"

Niu Dahua glared at her aunt resentfully, but dared not say another word and slunk away.

……

There is no high-speed rail between the city and the county, so Jinbao'er can only take a bus back.

Unlike before when she was all alone, this time her "macho husband" was sitting next to her.

Jin Bao'er held Zhao Yuheng's hand the whole way, pointing out the scenery outside the window to him.

Although it is somewhat similar to the mountains and rivers of Sichuan, the mountains in Yunnan are denser and steeper.

Their small county town is surrounded by four mountains, like it's inside a well, which the locals call "Well Bottom Dam".

Even with a loved one by your side, a seven or eight-hour drive is still exhausting.

In the latter half, Jin Bao'er couldn't hold on any longer and gently leaned on Zhao Yuheng's shoulder and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

The two got off the train at the county town bus station.

As soon as she landed, Jin Bao'er froze.

There were many people standing on both sides of the station, and some of them were holding up a red banner.

He saw the words on it, his face flushed instantly, and he instinctively covered his face.

The banner read—

"Welcome home, author Heng Gan!"

He glanced at Zhao Yuheng discreetly.

The man's expression was calm, his eyes serene, as if he had known all along.

The reason I chose this online name was that I wanted to tie his name to Zhao Yuheng's, so that they would never be separated for the rest of my life.

Today was the first time he had caught her in the act, and Jin Bao'er was a little embarrassed.

Judging from this situation, this person clearly knew all along.

Jin Bao'er stopped being coy and straightened her back as she walked forward.

A group of well-dressed people came forward, their attitude respectful and enthusiastic:

"Dear Heng Gan, we are from Shanyong County, and on behalf of all the people of the county, we welcome you home!"

Looking at these unfamiliar yet solemn faces, Jin Bao'er couldn't help but ask:

"Who are you...?"

"Let me introduce you. This is Xu Guozheng, our county magistrate."

We heard you were coming back today, so we came especially to welcome you.

"The county magistrate?"

Jin Bao'er was completely stunned.

Even Zhao Yuheng, who was usually calm, raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He knew his precious son was very capable, but he never imagined he was this capable.

Jin Bao'er was stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses.

He suddenly remembered that he would occasionally mention his hometown when he wrote novels.

One book simply sets its story here.

Later, many readers actually came to visit, take photos, and post comments. Gradually, this small county town became famous.

His account now has nearly seven million readers, and he is already a recognized top author in his field.

The county magistrate was very polite, personally having people help them carry their luggage and arranging a special car to take them back to their village.

On the way, the county magistrate explained the purpose of his visit.

The county is developing cultural tourism projects and urgently needs influential people to help promote them. They want to formally invite him to serve as the hometown's publicity ambassador.

The county also had internet celebrities with tens of millions of followers in the past, but their popularity has long since faded.

What they need most right now is a young person like Jin Baoer who is currently popular and has a good reputation.

If this matter can be accomplished, it will be a win-win situation for both the county and him personally.

They had tried to contact Jin Bao'er directly, but had been unable to get in touch with her.

Hearing that his aunt was at home and that his grandmother was unwell, he first went to find Jinbao'er's second uncle's family.

I had to bribe them with 50,000 yuan to get even a little bit of information out of them.

After asking around for a long time, it turned out that my second uncle and his wife couldn't make any decisions, and only said that everything had to be done according to my aunt's wishes.

They then turned to their aunt and finally managed to get Jinbaoer's exact itinerary.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Bao'er's brows furrowed instantly, and her heart felt both cold and bitter.

"You're returning 50,000 yuan to my second uncle's family?"

Those two people treated him like that back then, and now they still have the nerve to take other people's money and feel at ease.