After asking that question, Shen Hongi could feel her heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably.
Even if Li Zhiyan loved her ten tis more, it still wouldn’t cause her this kind of nervousness.
Shen Hongi hadn’t forgotten that tomorrow was the day Li Zhiyan had to make his choice. As much as she had thought it through, Shen Hongi deeply hoped Li Zhiyan would choose her—his burning sincerity, worth twenty-five percent of his heart, had truly moved her empty soul.
What He Yanrong said wasn’t wrong at all.
"Aunt..."
After Li Zhiyan spoke, Shen Hongi’s heartbeat quickened again, afraid that in the end, Li Zhiyan would still choose He Yanrong.
She even regretted asking him at this mont.
"Aunt, I haven’t made up my mind yet. Can you give so ti? Let think it over properly."
"We’re still dating right now anyway."
"Alright, Zaizai, think it through carefully."
Shen Hongi felt a wave of relief, but at the sa ti, disappointnt tugged at her heart. It seed Xiao Yan hadn’t made a firm choice.
But it was understandable—after all, Li Zhiyan was still young and had never been in a relationship before. Shen Hongi vividly rembered that Li Zhiyan had started his romantic inclinations with her.
"Take your ti to think."
"Here, have so abalone."
Shen Hongi picked up a piece of abalone for Li Zhiyan, encouraging him to replenish his energy. Every ti, she worried whether Li Zhiyan might overextend himself.
But seeing Li Zhiyan’s robust and vibrant deanor, Shen Hongi wondered if she had been overthinking.
Xiao Yan was truly brimming with health; he was simply extraordinary by nature.
"Aunt, have a taste of this geoduck clam."
Li Zhiyan also grabbed so seafood for Aunt Shen. The two gazed at each other, their eyes filled with deep affection.
After finishing dinner, the pair took a taxi back to the hotel.
Throughout the ride, Shen Hongi pondered what gift to prepare for Li Zhiyan tomorrow.
"Aunt, what ti is our high-speed train tonight?"
"After nine o’clock. We don’t have much ti left, so once we get back, let’s quickly pack up and head ho."
Back in the quiet hotel room, under the soft pink lighting, Shen Hongi couldn’t help but feel stirred up inside once again.
After spending the day traveling with Li Zhiyan, Shen Hongi genuinely felt as though her instincts had completely awakened, triggered by him.
Looking at her graceful silhouette, Li Zhiyan embraced Aunt Shen gently yet snugly from behind.
"Aunt, your visitor hasn’t co yet, right?"
Feeling Li Zhiyan’s affection for her, Shen Hongi’s heart flustered with genuine panic.
"Not yet."
Shen Hongi replied shyly.
"Then, let’s make the most of our ti."
"Make the most of it? Zaizai, aren’t you tired yet?"
"Aunt, I’m still full of energy. I’m only 20—how could I ever feel tired?"
Shen Hongi felt a bit frazzled; she was already beginning to tire, but she didn’t reject Li Zhiyan either.
"Then let’s make the most of it, Zaizai."
Turning to face him, Shen Hongi lowered her head, eting Li Zhiyan in a kiss. Li Zhiyan tilted his head, passionately engaging with Aunt Shen.
Scooping her up, Shen Hongi’s stocking-clad legs wrapped around Li Zhiyan’s waist.
Allowing Li Zhiyan to carry her toward the bed, Shen Hongi continued kissing him until he gently laid her down.
Only then did Shen Hongi close her eyes, letting Li Zhiyan press against her as his hands remained lingering on Aunt Shen’s slender, stocking-covered legs.
Li Zhiyan had always harbored a relentless fascination with Aunt Shen’s legs, never wavering in his obsession.
...
After packing the luggage and garbage to be taken away, Li Zhiyan rolled the suitcase alongside Aunt Shen as they boarded the hotel’s shuttle to the high-speed rail station.
By now, Shen Hongi’s beautiful legs were trembling slightly. This day had truly been exhausting for her.
Still, Shen Hongi’s heart carried a hint of wistfulness; these monts with Li Zhiyan felt like an extension of nine hundred days of gratitude.
Once at the station, Li Zhiyan held Aunt Shen’s hand as they entered the business-class waiting lounge. He noticed her slight quivers.
"Aunt, are you alright?"
"I’m fine, Zaizai. Don’t worry, Aunt’s already in her forties—I’m not a little girl. It’s nothing."
"Alright, as long as you’re okay. Aunt, has your visitor co yet? Will it hurt?"
"Not yet, though it’ll probably hurt quite a bit."
Shen Hongi suffered from mildly pathological nstrual cramps—not life-threatening, but extrely painful.
This condition deeply tornted Shen Hongi.
"Aunt, when your visitor arrives later, let warm your feet for you."
"Alright..."
Shen Hongi recalled the ti Li Zhiyan had been taken to the police station—it was him who ward her feet, the fiery sensation from his stomach leaving an unforgettable impression.
While waiting for their train, Shen Hongi received a call from Lai Feifei.
"Hello, Feifei."
"Hongi, where are you right now?"
"Out and about."
"Oh, I thought it sounded noisy. Are you with Zaizai?"
"Yes, Zaizai, say sothing."
Shen Hongi didn’t try to hide anything. It was the seventh day since she and Li Zhiyan started dating.
Her relationship with Li Zhiyan was fully legitimate; they were truly proper lovers.
Thus, going on dates with him was perfectly justified.
"Aunt Lai."
"Hey, Zaizai."
"Co ho early and don’t get fooled by the big truck, you hear? This woman may appear all polished, acting like your elder, but her heart is wicked. Head ho, listen to your mom, alright?"
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