"Hongi, let go of my Zaizai, you damn truck."
"What are you planning to do to my Zaizai?"
"Zaizai, Aunt’s about to fall too, co help Aunt."
Among the Shanghai Three Aunts, the steadiest one was He Yanrong, but Li Zhiyan could tell that even He Yanrong was tipsy from the alcohol now.
She really needed so sleep.
"Aunt Shen, let’s get a room at a hotel to rest for a bit."
"Alright."
Shen Hongi was indeed tired now; she didn’t want to go back to the office either.
After reaching an agreent, the four of them walked toward the City Comfort Hotel across the street.
"One room."
Li Zhiyan pulled out her e-ID.
"How many rooms do you want?"
"One!"
With her beautiful, blushing face, Lai Feifei held up a single finger.
"I want to serve Zaizai along with Yanrong and Hongi, all three of us for just one of him."
"One big bed for all!"
He Yanrong quickly covered the drunken woman’s mouth, catching the real aning behind her words.
This lunatic had really had too much. The alcohol content of baijiu was not sothing comparable to her usual preference for red wine.
"Two rooms. Both should be king-size beds."
After getting the rooms, the four of them took the elevator upstairs with their room cards in hand.
While Li Zhiyan was pondering about checking out after work, Lai Feifei wrapped her arms around his waist and said, "Zaizai, Mommy already arranged your leave for you..."
"Hurry and thank Mommy."
"Aunt Lai, you’ve really had too much."
"Zaizai, Aunt’s totally fine."
Surrounded by three mature won, Li Zhiyan was treading carefully, afraid that any of the Aunts might collapse at any mont.
It wasn’t until he delivered them to their rooms that Li Zhiyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
For now, he was free.
Returning to his room, Li Zhiyan took a shower, intending to rest for a while.
He still had to deal with that bastard boss of Aunt Zhao later tonight for trying to assault her.
There was no way he’d let that scum get away with it.
On this issue, Li Zhiyan was resolute.
Just as he finished showering, there was a knock on the door.
"Xiao Yan."
Hearing Shen Hongi’s voice, Li Zhiyan imdiately opened the door.
Once she entered, Li Zhiyan closed the door behind her, mindful of saving energy as an environntalist because of the air conditioning.
"Xiao Yan, are you okay?"
"Aunt’s really worried about you, drinking so much. If you’re feeling unwell, we can just..."
"We can go to the hospital."
Seeing the completely disoriented Shen Hongi, Li Zhiyan felt deeply moved.
Even in her current state, Aunt Shen was still thinking about him. Aunt Shen truly cared for him like no other.
"Aunt Shen, I’m really fine..."
Noticing that Shen Hongi was about to collapse, Li Zhiyan helped her to the sofa.
As soon as she sat down, Shen Hongi stretched her long, stocking-clad legs out onto his lap.
The exquisite sensation made Li Zhiyan suddenly feel hyper-alert.
Aunt Shen’s legs weren’t just long; they were also lush with an alluring softness. The texture was simply unparalleled.
"Are you really fine?"
"I’m fine, Aunt Shen."
"I’ve even put my legs on you, and you’re not touching them? Still saying you’re fine? I think you’re the one who’s drunk."
Saying thus, she grabbed Li Zhiyan’s hand and placed it on her silky stocking-covered legs.
The smooth sensation sent Li Zhiyan into a daze.
It looked like Aunt Shen had really had too much tonight, as bad as that ti before.
What could he do? He couldn’t exactly go against her wishes, could he?
After all, there’s a term for that: going against a woman’s wishes.
So, Li Zhiyan’s hand began to move back and forth over the texture of her stockings.
He could feel his heart racing, his hormones surging far beyond their usual levels.
"Aunt Shen..."
"Xiao Yan, does Aunt’s leg feel good to touch?"
Li Zhiyan answered honestly, "Aunt Shen, I adore legs just like these, lush and shapely."
In fact, all the Aunts had legs with a bit of softness to them.
For example, there was Zhao Shumin and her love of qipao, or even He Yanrong, who was the sa.
The exception was Aunt Lai, whose legs were slimr, but still full and shapely. They were nothing like those skinny, stick-thin legs of so young girls.
Those stick legs always made Li Zhiyan feel queasy.
"Hmm. As long as you like them."
"Thank you so much for what you did today."
"To be honest, Aunt was already planning to just give up."
"Hold on a second."
Saying this, Shen Hongi pulled out her phone and transferred 30,000 yuan to Li Zhiyan.
She had always been generous in rewarding good work, and since Li Zhiyan had helped her so much, she wasn’t about to just give him a 1,000-yuan part-ti fee.
"Aunt Shen, this is too much."
Li Zhiyan tried to decline.
But Shen Hongi didn’t give him any chance to refuse.
She directly used his hand to unlock his phone and opened WeChat.
By accident, she opened the conversation between Li Zhiyan and "No Cilantro."
The chat history was full of flirtatious emojis and ssages, mostly sent late at night.
"That little flirt, always teasing her juniors..."
Li Zhiyan didn’t say a word, but his feelings for Aunt Lai were clear: he liked and respected her deeply.
Aunt Lai truly doted on him. In a cold and rciless place like Shanghai, her warmth was one of the few comforts he had.
When it ca to that drunken flirt, Li Zhiyan’s feelings were ones of sincere fondness and treasured affection.
"Don’t let her fool you. She’s just toying with you like a pet. If you ever take her teasing seriously, she’ll cut ties with you."
After confirming the transfer on her phone, Shen Hongi locked Li Zhiyan’s phone.
"Xiao Yan, the 30,000 yuan is well-deserved."
"You really helped Aunt out big ti this ti..."
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