After Li Zhiyan and Lai Feifei returned to the bedroom, Lai Feifei’s face was flushed, and she was already sowhat exhausted.
"Zaizai..."
From Aunt’s voice, Li Zhiyan detected a sense of fatigue, and his heart couldn’t help but feel a pang of tenderness.
In the past, Aunt never got up in the morning, but ever since being with him, she had been waking up early these past few days, exhausting herself for his sake.
For her, Li Zhiyan genuinely felt a bit sorry.
"Zaizai, take the trash with you."
"Don’t let Aunt Rong see it when she cos back. Pay attention as you go out."
"Also, hurry up and go to the hospital. Aunt thinks there might really be sothing wrong with you."
Lai Feifei said seriously.
"I understand, Aunt."
Li Zhiyan felt a little helpless. Ever since acquiring the tenfold attribute, the Aunts were always concerned about his health.
But then again, it was quite understandable.
"Zaizai, hurry up and go!"
"Oh, and take two cans of Forget Zaizai Drinks for the road."
Aunt handed him two more cans of Forget Zaizai Drinks, stuffed them in his shoulder bag, and urged him to leave quickly.
...
After leaving the villa and throwing away the trash he and Aunt had made, Li Zhiyan saw a Wuling MINI driving up across the road.
He quickly hid, fearing Aunt Rong might spot him.
Fortunately, Aunt Rong didn’t notice him.
Today, Aunt Rong opened the door directly with her key, startling Li Zhiyan—Aunt seed to be taking more risks.
He couldn’t even imagine what kind of scene it would be if Aunt Rong had arrived early and entered Aunt’s room.
It wasn’t until Aunt Rong entered the villa that Li Zhiyan left Aunt’s place, feeling deeply moved. Aunt Rong treated him exceptionally well.
She bought him an Audi A6, while she herself only drove an ordinary Wuling MINI.
This love ran incredibly deep.
Every one of the Shanghai Three Aunts treated him remarkably well, their favoritism akin to that of a mother doting on her son.
However, as he thought about how today made it the fourth day being with Aunt, an unshakable sense of pressure welled up within him.
In the end, he knew he would have to make a choice soday. Once he did, things could very well collapse completely.
After all, while his relationships with the Three Aunts were undoubtedly deep, it was clearly not enough to support his overall aspirations.
Shaking his head, Li Zhiyan pushed the thoughts aside, deciding to take one step at a ti.
In the afternoon, his mind wandered to the likelihood of him being fired.
The Chairman’s Wife pampered her son Jin ngyu so much—this ti, he would likely be dismissed for sure.
Thinking about this gave Li Zhiyan a headache.
Not long after, Aunt called to say they wouldn’t et tonight. Li Zhiyan understood that the Shanghai Three Aunts had their own social activities.
For instance, going to beauty salons or enjoying hot springs together—those were occasions unsuitable for him to tag along. Reflecting on how today marked over two hundred days of gratitude with Aunt, he felt it was only fair.
Later in the afternoon, Yin Deli called him proactively to take him on a project.
Putting on the guise of a magnanimous ntor eager to help Li Zhiyan succeed, Yin Deli showered him with praise.
But Li Zhiyan knew this man was a smiling tiger, likely plotting to pit him into bearing enormous debt later to curry favor with Jin Muxue.
So, he dealt with him in a perfunctory manner, playing along without any real intent.
In truth, he didn’t take Yin Deli seriously—he just wanted to see when Yin Deli would finally make his move.
By early evening, after returning to the company to clock in, Li Zhiyan noticed that both Evelyn and Catherine were absent.
Wang Ya approached him and said, "Xiao Yan, this ti you were really too impulsive."
As she spoke, Wang Ya couldn’t help but feel regretful in her heart.
"You’ve been doing so well in your business, and you have connections here at the company. Your future was bright, but now you’ve offended Jin ngyu to this extent—being fired seems inevitable."
"It doesn’t matter, Wang Jie. If they want to fire , let them fire ."
"Alright. I guess you must have other ways to earn a living."
"By the way, tomorrow’s Mid-Autumn Festival. Want to spend it at my place? My husband’s a great cook."
"No need, Wang Jie, but thank you. I already have plans."
Wang Ya didn’t say much more to Li Zhiyan. She was still sowhat worried that his troubles might drag her into a ss—after all, it was rare for regular employees to act as recklessly as Li Zhiyan.
...
With nothing pressing that evening, Li Zhiyan got ho early.
Just as he reached the entrance to his community, he saw He Tingting walking toward her house, wrapped up warmly from head to toe.
"Aunt Ting."
Hearing Li Zhiyan’s voice, He Tingting turned around with a happy surprise.
"Xiao Yan."
"Weren’t you in uniform at work? Aunt Ting, you could have worn it ho."
"Aunt was afraid Zhihao might tell Zhao Liang. If that happens, Aunt will get beaten again."
At the ntion of Zhao Shumin’s brother, fear flashed in He Tingting’s heart.
"Aunt Ting, there’s really no need to be so scared. Even if you don’t do anything, Zhao Liang would still want revenge against us."
"This is Shanghai, not so remote village—we don’t have to care about him."
Hearing Li Zhiyan’s words, He Tingting felt a bit more assured, though she was still deeply fearful of Zhao Liang.
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