But if personal safety is threatened at close range, then it’s a completely different matter.
Under violence, social rules beco useless.
"Get lost!"
Li Zhiyan kicked Wang Zhi’s hand hard. Wang Zhi, wincing in pain, felt as if his hand had been smashed by a brick.
"Aunt Lai, call the police!"
Seeing Lai Feifei pick up her phone to call the police, Wang Zhi and the other two tattooed n instantly chickened out.
"Kid, just you wait—this isn’t over!"
"And you, Lai Feifei, your brother’s debt is naturally your responsibility to pay! That’s the way things work!"
After the three n ran off in a rather sorry state, Lai Feifei finally put down her phone.
"Zaizai, you scared to death. If it weren’t for you, they might really have taken advantage of ."
With eyes brimming with tenderness, Lai Feifei looked at Li Zhiyan. As she spoke, she threw her arms around him in a tight Lai-style embrace.
Li Zhiyan hurriedly supported Lai Feifei’s beautiful legs to make sure she wouldn’t fall.
"Zaizai, carry back for a drink."
With utmost seriousness, Li Zhiyan carried Lai Feifei to the lounge chair. As soon as he sat down, Lai Feifei pressed herself against him.
"Zaizai, you’re so warm."
"Aunt Lai, aren’t you feeling hot?"
"Of course not. You’re my Zaizai, after all."
"So, how does it feel to touch Aunt’s legs?"
Feeling a bit awkward, Li Zhiyan couldn’t deny that, with her in his arms, he was indeed touching Aunt Lai’s legs.
"Aunt Lai."
Li Zhiyan avoided answering her, knowing this wasn’t like Aunt Shen, with whom he had a genuine bond,
or Zhao Shumin, whom he could shalessly pester without fear of ruining their relationship.
When it ca to Aunt Lai, he knew he had to tread carefully.
"Do you think those guys will co back to trouble you later?"
At this, Lai Feifei replied nonchalantly, "Don’t worry, Zaizai."
"Aunt will be careful. We’re in a society governed by laws; those n were just trying to scare ."
"Still, I really should be more cautious."
"I’ll hire a few bodyguards to secretly protect ."
After getting off Li Zhiyan, Lai Feifei lay down beside him, though her silky-stockinged legs still intertwined with his.
Right in front of Li Zhiyan, Lai Feifei opened her WeChat contacts.
Li Zhiyan noticed a long list of middle-aged won’s profile pictures,
clearly indicating these won were no ordinary folks. But their appearances... best left unntioned. Li Zhiyan was even reminded of that soup-drinking incident.
She clicked straight into a contact—a wealthy-looking woman who seed to weigh over 200 pounds—and started a voice call.
Soon, a voice ca through on the other end.
"Hello, Sister Sun, does your security company still have any skilled bodyguards available?"
"Yes, I need a few professionals to patrol around my villa."
"I’ve recently run into so trouble..."
"It won’t take too long..."
Li Zhiyan quietly listened in on Aunt Lai’s conversation.
After hanging up, Lai Feifei hugged Li Zhiyan tightly again.
"Zaizai, it had to be you today. Otherwise, Aunt would have been in real danger."
"Aunt wants to reward you. Go ahead, touch Aunt’s legs as much as you like."
As she spoke, Lai Feifei draped her silky-stockinged legs over Li Zhiyan’s body. While doing so, she took another swig from her wine bottle.
"Zaizai, Aunt’s letting you touch her legs—why aren’t you doing it?"
"Or are you thinking about touching sowhere else instead?"
Though Li Zhiyan now had a decent amount of experience, he still felt far less adept than Aunt Lai in these matters.
"Alright, then. Aunt will reward you in another way."
"Do you still rember the ’technique’ Aunt taught you last ti?"
Flipping herself on top of him, Lai Feifei leaned in and kissed Li Zhiyan.
The sudden kiss left Li Zhiyan montarily bewildered.
Using the elent of surprise... it was a trick he particularly liked when Zhao Shumin did it. Little did he expect Lai Feifei to kiss him like this today.
Could it be that Aunt Lai had drunk too much again?
Or perhaps she’d been shaken by today’s events.
People tend to act impulsively when they go through emotional turmoil.
After all, his progress with Aunt Zhao had also been spurred by certain incidents. Aunt Lai’s boldness today seed to be within that sa range of possibility.
With Lai Feifei initiating a kiss, there was no way Li Zhiyan could resist—he knew better than to go against a woman’s will.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, Li Zhiyan focused entirely on returning her kiss.
After a long while, they finally separated.
With a slightly tipsy look, Lai Feifei murmured, "Not bad, Zaizai. You’ve rembered everything Aunt taught you, and you’ve even improved on it. Co clean—did you pick up so tricks from Shen Hongi?"
"No, Aunt Lai."
Holding her waist, Li Zhiyan felt his heart burning with excitent at a "twenty-one out of ten" intensity.
"Forget it, Zaizai. Go stir-fry a couple of dishes for Aunt."
"It’s about dinner ti."
Li Zhiyan: "..."
Clearly, in this lifeti, he would never get to taste a al cooked by Aunt Lai. Only Aunt Zhao would ever willingly cook for him day in and day out.
"Alright, Aunt Lai. You rest a bit more."
"Aunt’s going to read for a while."
Picking up her wine bottle, Lai Feifei resud reading a novel that she apparently couldn’t even publish on official platforms.
While cooking, all Li Zhiyan could think about was the content of Aunt Lai’s reading material.
He recalled how she’d ntioned stories about landlords’ wives and failing high school grades at the beginning. Aunt Lai truly was an exceptionally literature-loving woman.
Once the dishes were ready, Li Zhiyan headed to the courtyard.
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