Chapter 390: 143 ✩✩✩✩✩ Aunt Rong is truly Aunt Rong, unparalleled!
Lai Feifei originally thought she had the advantage—after all, she could spend a few more days with Zaizai. But at this moment, Lai Feifei also felt the inconveniences of the situation.
She wasn't officially together with Zaizai, so it wasn't appropriate to openly monopolize him.
Those two women would definitely seize this opportunity to fight her for Zaizai.
Just thinking about it made Lai Feifei a little upset.
But there was nothing she could do about it.
"Hey, Rongrong."
"Feifei, where are you? Let's have dinner tonight with Hongmei."
"Hongmei will come find me later. Let's touch base tonight."
"Okay."
After dismissing He Yanrong, Lai Feifei felt slightly relieved. This way, she only had to deal with Shen Hongmei.
If He Yanrong, that shameless flirt, were added to the mix, it'd really be trouble!
"Zaizai, your Aunt Shen will be coming over later. You must keep your distance from her."
"Got it, Aunt."
Of course, he gave verbal agreement, but if Aunt Shen insisted on getting close to him, it seemed he wouldn't be able to stop her.
"Mm. Zaizai, stay with Aunt for a bit longer."
Lying in Lai Feifei's arms, reading together, Li Zhiyan silently listened to Aunt Lai's heartbeat.
Until the sound of knocking disrupted them, and Lai Feifei reluctantly got up.
"Open the door!"
Aunt Shen's familiar voice rang out, and Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel a surge of longing.
He and Aunt Shen hadn't been apart for long. The memories of their time together during the trip to Suzhou were still vivid and unforgettable.
Once the door opened, Shen Hongmei marched straight to Li Zhiyan and sat down in front of him.
"Sweetheart, did you have fun spending time with Aunt Lai today?"
"Pretty fun…"
Li Zhiyan felt a bit awkward. The room had now turned into a battlefield of sorts.
Right now, there were only Aunt Shen and Aunt Lai. If Aunt Rong were here too… just imagining that scenario sent shivers down Li Zhiyan's spine.
It seemed that being a playboy wasn't so easy after all. Achieving his goals was looking like an uphill battle.
Aunt Shen was extremely headstrong and unlikely to agree to his ambitions.
Aunt Rong's possessiveness was something Li Zhiyan had experienced firsthand.
And though Aunt Lai acted crazy and tipsy all the time, if he dared propose something like that to her—
Li Zhiyan was certain Aunt Lai would flip out too.
"Mm, sweetheart, here, have some tea."
Shen Hongmei picked up a teacup and handed it to Li Zhiyan.
Just as Li Zhiyan reached out to take it, Lai Feifei slid into the seat on his other side.
"Zaizai, have some tea."
Two teacups were simultaneously thrust towards him. Lai Feifei shot Li Zhiyan a "fierce" look, clearly warning him to make the correct choice.
For a moment, Li Zhiyan was at a loss as to which one to take.
"Drink my tea, sweetheart."
Shen Hongmei's competitive streak flared. She was, after all, a strong-headed woman and naturally had to fight for what she wanted—especially now that she liked Li Zhiyan.
"Drink my tea, Zaizai!"
As the conflict escalated, both women moved their teacups to Li Zhiyan's lips.
In the end, Li Zhiyan didn't get to drink any tea. Instead, his T-shirt got soaked.
Lai Feifei quickly picked up a tissue to help Li Zhiyan wipe his wet T-shirt.
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While helping Li Zhiyan clean up the tea, Lai Feifei began scolding Shen Hongmei.
With the alcohol still in her system from earlier, Lai Feifei was in fighting form.
"You crazy woman!"
Shen Hongmei wasn't about to back down.
"Aunt Shen, Aunt Lai, don't fight. Let's just sit and have some tea."
"I need to check in at work later."
"Fine then, Zaizai, let's drink tea."
After a moment of calm, Lai Feifei asked, "Zaizai, where do you want to go for dinner tonight? Aunt will take you anywhere."
"Sweetheart, do you have enough pocket money lately? If not, Aunt will transfer you some."
With that, Lai Feifei took Li Zhiyan's hand and placed it on her sleek, black-stockinged thigh.
"Lai Feifei! What are you doing? Sweetheart is just a child, and you're seducing him?"
"I'm his girlfriend now, of course I'm letting him feel my beautiful legs."
Lai Feifei declared with righteous confidence.
"So you're saying that, starting today, you two are officially together?"
Lai Feifei hesitated, speechless.
Seizing the moment, Shen Hongmei took Li Zhiyan's other hand and placed it on her stockinged thigh.
Li Zhiyan's right hand felt the texture of sheer stockings, while his left hand experienced the soft touch of black ones. He couldn't help but close his eyes.
This feeling of being surrounded on both sides—truly, it was every man's dream.
"Take your hands off my Zaizai!"
Lai Feifei lunged forward, pulling Shen Hongmei's hand away.
"If you're not officially together with him yet, you have no right to interfere. He can touch whoever's legs he wants."
Lai Feifei was tempted to impulsively declare that she and Li Zhiyan were a couple right then and there, so she could justifiably kick this shameless woman out.
"You shameless hussy! And He Yanrong is a cheap flirt! Neither of you are any good!"
At this point, Lai Feifei was fully committed to calling out the two women with precision insults.
"You crazy woman!"
Shen Hongmei shot back, unwilling to yield.
In an act of defiance, Lai Feifei placed her leg directly on Li Zhiyan's lap, and Shen Hongmei quickly followed suit.
With two beautiful legs resting on him, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of excitement.