He Yanrong gently patted Lai Feifei’s back, comforting her.
Li Zhiyan never expected that Aunt Lai’s childhood could be so tragic. The saying "unfortunate people spend a lifeti healing their miserable childhoods" truly made sense here.
Li Zhiyan could also guess why Lai Feifei’s parents had suddenly changed their attitude.
It was nothing more than them realizing Aunt Lai’s worth. A girl as beautiful as Aunt Lai, if she married well, could bring them plenty of benefits.
Old habits die hard. Li Zhiyan didn’t believe for a second that those two old fools genuinely cared about Aunt Lai.
Li Zhiyan’s grandfather was also a man who valued sons over daughters, so he was all too familiar with this kind of outdated mindset.
"Alright, Feifei, it’s all in the past now. You’re so financially well-off now, and life is so comfortable."
"Your son is about to co back to your side too. There’s no need to dwell on the past."
"In the future, we just won’t co to places we usually gather at like this."
"We’ll stick to Century Palace and check out so new spots instead."
"Mm..."
Lai Feifei nodded while sobbing.
"It’s about ti, Feifei. Let’s go ho."
"That Lai Tianming and that person are no good. Who knows when they’ll show up again."
Lai Feifei gave another soft "mm" before standing up.
...
Today, it was Shen Hongi, who hadn’t been drinking, driving. As soon as they got in the car, Lai Feifei imdiately lay down on Li Zhiyan’s lap and fell asleep.
"Xiao Yan, have you scheduled your driving test for Module 3 yet?"
"Not yet, Aunt Rong. There’s still a bit of a queue. I think the wait should clear up in about a week or so."
"Then we can take the Module 3 test together."
"Xiao Yan, it must be fate between us. Even taking a driver’s test, we end up at the sa driving school."
"And when I needed a favor, you even knew how to play Go."
"Running into you again today—it seems like your Aunt Lai taking you to Century Palace back in the day was the right call. Auntie absolutely adores you."
"Xiao Yan, why don’t you just officially acknowledge as your mom?"
"You can be my son. Mommy will definitely spoil you."
Sure enough... Li Zhiyan sighed internally, feeling a bit helpless. Mixing in these "auntie circles," becoming soone’s honorary son was almost inevitable.
Especially with Aunt Lai—every ti she drank too much, he beca her "Zaizai."
And Aunt Lai was especially adamant, claiming that since she once fed him, that automatically made him her child.
"I think I’ll pass on that."
"Aunt Rong, I think the way things are now is fine. I’m not really keen on the idea of having a godmother."
"You don’t like , huh?"
"Of course not, Aunt Rong. You’re so beautiful, so stunning—I genuinely like you a lot. It’s just that the whole godmother thing doesn’t sit well with ."
Li Zhiyan had a nagging feeling that if he did accept this godmother thing, his life’s script might co to an abrupt halt.
So naturally, he wasn’t about to agree to it.
"This kid, you really know how to talk."
"Not at all, Aunt Rong. I’m just being honest. You’re genuinely, exceptionally beautiful."
He Yanrong gave Li Zhiyan’s cheek a playful pinch, their rapport full of mutual affection.
After the last incident when Lai Feifei had intentionally pushed her into a surprise kiss with Li Zhiyan, He Yanrong had unconsciously started to feel that having so physical interaction with him was no big deal—maybe even natural.
Looking at how close the two seed now, and glancing down at Lai Feifei, murmuring in her sleep on Li Zhiyan’s lap—
Shen Hongi felt an uncomfortable twinge in her heart, a sour jealousy that wouldn’t stop creeping up.
These two won were getting way too close to Xiao Yan, especially Lai Feifei.
When they had first t,
Lai Feifei had already enjoyed teasing this kid.
Back then, Shen Hongi hadn’t taken her seriously; she knew that once Lai Feifei drank, she turned into a certified lunatic. Behavior like that was normal for her.
And at that ti, Lai Feifei had kept an obvious distance, staying within clearly set boundaries.
She didn’t engage in much physical interaction with Li Zhiyan, only treating teasing him as a small amusent at work.
But now, Lai Feifei was completely different.
She was genuinely having far too much intimate interaction with Li Zhiyan. They’d even kissed on the lips. If Li Zhiyan had opened his mouth at the ti, they’d have absolutely ended up kissing for real.
Just imagining the scene made Shen Hongi feel terrible inside.
Where Lai Feifei’s thoughts were at now, Shen Hongi couldn’t guess; a big question mark had ford in her mind. If Lai Feifei truly wanted to be with Li Zhiyan—
How long could Xiao Yan, this "mature woman enthusiast," hold out?
Lost in her chaotic train of thought, Shen Hongi grew sowhat absentminded.
When they finally arrived at Lai Feifei’s house, Li Zhiyan gently called out, "Aunt Lai, we’re ho. Ti to unlock the door."
"Oh, Zaizai, carry Mommy down."
Lai Feifei deployed the "Lai family clinging hug," her signature move when it ca to Li Zhiyan.
Sotis, when Li Zhiyan was around, she acted just like a child.
"Aunt Lai, let’s go."
Holding onto Lai Feifei’s long, black-stocking-clad legs, Li Zhiyan carried her to her villa’s doorstep.
"Aunt Lai, you can get down now."
"Oh... okay."
After doing face recognition to unlock the door, Lai Feifei again clung to him with her patented Lai-style hug, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Once inside, Lai Feifei quickly shut the door behind them,
locking Shen Hongi and He Yanrong out.
"I want Zaizai to carry upstairs. You two stay out!"
Pointing at the air, Lai Feifei sang out, clearly drunk.
"This shaless woman."
"This wild vixen."
Shen Hongi and He Yanrong exclaid in unison.
"Xiao Yan, open the door."
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