He Yanrong skillfully opened her own bag and began to search for sothing.
...
Seven minutes later, He Yanrong, who had fixed her buttons, returned to the dining table with Li Zhiyan one after another.
The alluring crimson blush on her enchanting face caught the attention of Shen Hongi and Lai Feifei.
Shen Hongi knew that the two must have gone off to kiss just now. With such a short amount of ti, kissing was probably all they could do. Although a certain acidic feeling stirred in her heart, she couldn’t help it.
But Shen Hongi also felt she could accept it. After all, the two of them had technically already broken up, so her emotional fluctuations were sowhat expected.
A farewell kiss during a breakup wasn’t so bad either. After sitting down, Li Zhiyan reached over under the table and lightly held Aunt Shen’s soft hand.
In response, Shen Hongi intertwined her fingers with his slim ones, the warmth emanating from his palm filling her heart with a sense of comfort.
"You slut, are you in heat or sothing? Why is your face so red!"
Now that she was more at ease, He Yanrong’s mood lightened considerably.
After cursing "crazy woman" at her, the two began to bicker playfully.
...
After leaving the restaurant, Lai Feifei grabbed hold of Shen Hongi’s arm.
"Hongi, I’m going to stay with you."
"If you dare try anything funny with Zaizai, I’ll clobber you, understand?!"
Shen Hongi chuckled and said, "Then I’ll just hold you down so you can’t even reach ."
Lai Feifei put her hands on her hips, frustrated but helpless against Shen Hongi’s teasing. Her 160 cm height had always been her sore point.
He Yanrong was taller than her, and Shen Hongi, standing at a clean 183 cm, was completely out of her league. Whenever Feifei looked up at her, it felt like an oppressive height advantage bearing down on her.
There wasn’t a single woman around her who was shorter, leaving her no outlet to regain any kind of balance. How much Lai Feifei wished for a 150 cm arch-enemy to appear in front of her right now.
So she could at least experience what "looking down on soone" feels like.
"Hmph, whatever. I’m staying with you this week. Don’t even think about doing anything out of line with my Zaizai. I am Zaizai’s mom—I gave birth to him."
"I have to protect Zaizai, that’s my job."
With that, Lai Feifei planted a kiss on Li Zhiyan’s cheek.
Although He Yanrong felt a sting in her chest, she knew full well that her current circumstances with Li Zhiyan were no longer the sa.
So she suppressed her emotions with all her might.
"Let’s go, baby. Take Aunt to Century Palace first."
"Alright, Aunt."
Li Zhiyan drove ahead while Shen Hongi and Lai Feifei followed in another car. As soon as she got into the backseat, Lai Feifei flopped down to recline.
"Aunt, we’re off."
"Mhm, Xiao Yan, drive carefully on the way."
After the two Audi A6s drove off, He Yanrong, watching the taillights from afar, couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.
Seeing this, Liu Li, who had just walked out, asked with concern, "You okay?"
"I’m fine. Baby and Shen Hongi are together now. I hope they’ll be happy."
"Wow, you’re really magnanimous," Liu Li said, disbelief laced in her tone.
"But perhaps it’s for the best. For people in our line of work, developing feelings with n never ends well."
"Especially with your age gap with Li Zhiyan being so significant, it was bound to go nowhere. Honestly, ending things sooner might actually be a blessing in disguise."
"Mm..."
This ti, He Yanrong didn’t dispute it. In her heart, she could only hope that Shen Hongi would make Li Zhiyan firmly choose her and stop wavering.
That way, things wouldn’t get so ssy later on,
but realizing how off that sounded, He Yanrong muttered, "Screw you."
"Who said I’m in the sa line of work as you..."
Walking over to a trash bin, He Yanrong opened her bag and threw out a tied-up bag of garbage.
The sheer amount of trash stuffed inside had Liu Li widening her eyes in shock.
It seed He Yanrong hadn’t been lying. There really were just so people who were different from the rest.
...
After returning to Lai Feifei’s ho, Shen Hongi asked her to get out and unlock the door.
But today, Lai Feifei was being particularly uncooperative.
Her parents had already gone back to their hotown, so she had no mandatory reason to return ho anymore.
"I’m not leaving; I want to go with you. Bestie, we’re so close. I want to sleep with you tonight."
"Alright then..."
Shen Hongi was completely at a loss with her bestie’s antics. For this hopeless drunk, she had no way to fend her off.
After that, the two of them drove toward Li Zhiyan’s apartnt complex.
Li Zhiyan found a parking spot and parked the car, while Shen Hongi temporarily pulled over by the curb.
Looking at the soundly sleeping Lai Feifei, she locked the car and accompanied Li Zhiyan forward a bit.
"Darling."
"Starting tomorrow, Aunt will officially be your girlfriend."
As she said those words, even Shen Hongi herself felt like it wasn’t real, as if she were in a dream. Just last week, that seductive troublemaker had actively stolen Li Zhiyan away.
She hadn’t even had a chance to confess before losing Xiao Yan’s heart to He Yanrong. But now, the person standing with Xiao Yan was her once more.
"Aunt, it might as well start now."
"Mhm, darling, go ho and get so rest early. The weather’s hot, so be careful at work tomorrow."
Shen Hongi was a more rational woman, vastly different from He Yanrong, who had the ability to express her feelings for Li Zhiyan in ways that oozed passion and sentintality.
"Aunt will take your Aunt Lai back soon."
When they reached the apartnt building, their eyes t, but Shen Hongi instinctively avoided his gaze.
"Aunt, calling ’darling’ feels a little strange, like a mom calling her son."
"Your Aunt Lai and Aunt Rong both call you nicknas like that. Don’t you like it when Aunt calls you ’darling’?"
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