He felt that Catherine probably didn’t have much hair volu.
Thinking of these strange musings, Li Zhiyan returned ho.
Soon Zhao Shumin’s beastly ex-husband would arrive, so he had to help Aunt Zhao no matter what.
After getting ho, Li Zhiyan went to Zhao Shumin’s door to check, only to find that she wasn’t ho—it seed like she had gone out to look for a job.
Not in a rush, he quietly waited for Zhao Shumin to return.
Sitting in the room with the air conditioner running, Li Zhiyan’s thoughts drifted to what Catherine had asked of him earlier—her request for a massage.
This woman was really insulting his dignity, thinking of asking him to massage her black nylon-clad jade-like feet, even fantasizing about stepping on him with high heels.
If this continued, wouldn’t Catherine one day directly demand that he lick her feet?
He definitely wasn’t that kind of person.
If this horse of a woman really asked him to lick her feet, he absolutely wouldn’t do it!
While waiting quietly, the outer door suddenly opened.
Li Zhiyan imdiately knew it was Zhao Shumin coming back. The tattooed man and his girlfriend typically only returned past midnight; they went out around noon and were basically gone during the day.
Whatever they were doing, Li Zhiyan had no idea.
"Aunt Zhao."
He opened the door and called out to Aunt Zhao.
This made Zhao Shumin’s heart feel sowhat warm. In this city, it wasn’t just her who had given Li Zhiyan warmth.
Li Zhiyan had also allowed Zhao Shumin to experience warmth in many ways.
"Xiao Yan, why are you back at this ti?"
At that mont, Zhao Shumin felt inexplicably flustered. What could Xiao Yan have co to her for?
Surely, it wasn’t that he couldn’t hold back anymore? Regardless, her stance had to be unwavering.
No matter what, she couldn’t let Xiao Yan continue down the wrong path.
With that thought, Zhao Shumin fird up her resolve.
"This afternoon, there wasn’t much work to do. I already completed my monthly KPI, so I ca ho to relax."
"Cooling off with the air conditioner. Aunt Zhao, co to my room too."
"Alright."
Zhao Shumin walked straight into Li Zhiyan’s room.
After sitting down, looking at the fine sweat on Zhao Shumin’s face, Li Zhiyan felt even more conflicted about her.
This woman really had it hard. She might be a shrew, but deep down she was still soone who could listen to reason.
If she weren’t, Aunt Lai wouldn’t have let her stay here in the first place.
"Aunt Zhao, have so yogurt."
Li Zhiyan grabbed a bottle of premium milk and handed it to Zhao Shumin.
Sitting alongside Li Zhiyan, Zhao Shumin couldn’t suppress a rising nervousness.
She kept feeling as if at any mont, Li Zhiyan might rush toward her and hold her tight.
Then make so unreasonable demands of her.
"Aunt Zhao, you sll so nice."
Sitting close to her and catching her scent, Li Zhiyan spoke from the heart.
Truly, he loved the feeling of being alone with Zhao Shumin in a room.
"Xiao Yan, if you keep this up, I’m leaving."
Zhao Shumin genuinely worried that Li Zhiyan might lose control of himself again, so she promptly gave him a stern warning to calm him down.
"Aunt, don’t leave. I’m genuinely complinting you; I an no harm."
Grabbing Zhao Shumin’s hand, Li Zhiyan said softly.
"By the way, Aunt, did you buy those high heels?"
"Don’t even bring that up."
"Aunt, isn’t that important? I’m still waiting for you to wear those high heels and stockings so I can take pictures."
Zhao Shumin’s face flushed slightly. She wanted to call Li Zhiyan shaless.
But on second thought, it actually seed important.
Since she had already decided to help Xiao Yan change his habits, she had to see it through to the end.
By asking her to wear high heels, it showed that Xiao Yan still regarded her as a woman in his mind.
"Aunt forgot about it while she was outside today, but I’ll definitely buy them within the next couple of days and wear them for you to take pictures."
"But Xiao Yan, you have to promise that you’ll keep your word."
"Of course, Aunt. Trust , I’d never go back on my word."
As they sat and chatted, Li Zhiyan didn’t push things further with Zhao Shumin. With so much piling up on her recently, he knew he’d still have his chance.
Over half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
The knocking persisted. Zhao Shumin didn’t think much of it, figuring it could be her son returning.
Last ti, Shang Shunsheng and Liu Yan had been kicked out, and their key had been taken away.
But as she opened the door, Zhao Shumin saw the nightmare standing there—her ex-husband, peering through the window at her.
As their eyes t, mories of being beaten surged into her mind. Instinctively, she began trembling.
She ran back to her room and locked the door tightly behind her.
"Zhao Shumin, open the door! I can see you!"
Shang Yunsheng shouted angrily. His voice was brimming with excitent; his son had spoken the truth after all.
Now he knew Zhao Shumin was living here.
He could finally ss with her again, reclaim this excessively beautiful wife, and indulge himself every night. These thoughts filled him with giddy excitent.
Shang Yunsheng had once been quite wealthy, which was how he had managed to marry soone as stunning as Zhao Shumin.
But after marrying her, he began habitually beating her—sothing that had beco a part of his life.
Later, after eting a mistress who loved dressing sexy in stockings, high heels, and makeup...
His soul was fully captivated by the mistress.
For years, Shang Yunsheng lived recklessly, spending over thirty thousand a month. Though it wasn’t much for the truly wealthy...
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