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Chapter 28 - 028 Lai Feifei’s unreasonable demands

Chapter 28: 028 Lai Feifei’s unreasonable demands

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After a while, Lai Feifei came back.

"Popsicles are here! Li Zhiyan."

Once Lai Feifei returned, Li Zhiyan took the popsicle and started to apply it to Shen Hongmei’s injury.

Popsicle on her foot combined with Li Zhiyan’s firm massage.

Shen Hongmei felt the sharp pain gradually fade away.

She began to return to normal.

Seeing Shen Hongmei’s complexion looking much better, Li Zhiyan let out a sigh of relief.

"A day as husband and wife comes with a hundred days of grace."

That night, he and Shen Hongmei shared seven hundred days of grace, and Shen Hongmei had indeed been very kind to him.

The job at Changlong Group was something she had arranged for him using her connections.

So naturally, he felt deeply concerned for Shen Hongmei.

"Aunt Lai, why did you buy alcohol again?"

"I saw how much pain Hongmei was in, so I thought I’d let her drink a little to relieve it."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

At that moment, Li Zhiyan couldn’t bring himself to expose Lai Feifei.

Aunt Shen was still on her period—how could this boozehound not know that!

She clearly just saw the alcohol and couldn’t resist drinking it.

That’s the true nature of a boozehound.

"Hongmei, you really look much better. Li Zhiyan, you’re amazing. But how did you end up here?"

Shen Hongmei, who was feeling a bit better, also looked at Li Zhiyan with some curiosity.

At the moment, her delicate foot in stockings was being held by Li Zhiyan, which made her feel a faint sense of shyness.

But for someone as emotionally resilient as Shen Hongmei,

her surface remained calm as always.

"Aunt Lai, I like to wander around when I’m free."

"I didn’t expect to pass by here and run into you."

"Well, what a coincidence! Hongmei, does it still hurt?"

Shen Hongmei hummed in response. It really had hurt at the beginning.

But with the firm pressure from Li Zhiyan, she gradually got used to it, and the pain subsided.

Seeing that Shen Hongmei was genuinely fine, Lai Feifei casually pulled out a wine opener, opened the bottle,

and started drinking straight from it. Initially,

Lai Feifei acted quite normal, quietly drinking wine while watching Li Zhiyan massage Shen Hongmei’s delicate foot.

But gradually, her face started to turn red.

"Little Yan-bao."

Hearing this familiar nickname,

Li Zhiyan silently thought to himself, "Oh no,"—without a doubt, the boozehound was getting drunk again!

"Tell me, why is it that every time your Aunt Shen has bad luck, you’re always there?"

"Are you her personal jinx?"

Li Zhiyan: "..."

As Shen Hongmei looked at Li Zhiyan diligently massaging her ankle, she couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of wonder in her heart.

In the past, she never believed in something as nonsensical as fate.

But the number of coincidences between her and Li Zhiyan had surpassed mere chance.

In a city like this, the odds of their repeated run-ins were smaller than winning the lottery, yet here they were.

The more she tried to distance herself from Li Zhiyan, the harder it became to accomplish...

She sighed softly in her heart.

"Aunt Shen, your foot is so cold."

"Let me warm it for you."

As he spoke, Li Zhiyan placed her stocking-covered delicate foot against his stomach. The chill of it made him slightly uncomfortable,

but it quickly transformed into the comforting sensation of holding her soft, delicate foot.

The warmth spreading from her foot brought Shen Hongmei’s mind back to the time when Li Zhiyan warmed her feet in the back seat of a car...

Gentle feelings welled up in Shen Hongmei’s heart. She and this boy—letting go wasn’t easy, and he had always wanted to stay by her side.

The thought made Shen Hongmei’s head ache a bit.

Even when she had hit rock bottom during her business days, things hadn’t been this complicated.

"Shen Hongmei!"

"Still insist there’s nothing going on between you and Little Yan-bao?"

Sipping her wine, Lai Feifei fixed Shen Hongmei with an accusatory gaze.

"He’s even warming your feet. Tell me, have those feet of yours done other things for Li Zhiyan?"

Shen Hongmei felt a wave of regret. This mad boozehound woman.

She should have stopped her from drinking earlier.

Once she drinks, she instantly becomes unreasonable, spewing nonsense left and right.

"Lai Feifei, I’ll rip your mouth off!"

"Admit it, you definitely fed him a late-night snack earlier!"

Li Zhiyan knew Shen Hongmei didn’t want others to know about what had happened between them.

And he could understand. After all, there were too many real-world issues to grapple with.

At this moment, Li Zhiyan explained, "Aunt Lai, it’s really nothing. Don’t overthink it."

Lai Feifei patted Li Zhiyan’s head.

"Little Yan-bao, if you’re warming Hongmei’s feet, then you have to warm mine too!"

A moment later, Lai Feifei slipped off her high heels and placed her own black-stockinged foot on Li Zhiyan’s chest.

"Hug it! If your Aunt Shen gets one, I want one too!"

Instinctively, Li Zhiyan obeyed and held Lai Feifei’s black-stockinged foot to his chest.

With one flesh-colored foot and one black-stockinged foot resting against his chest, Li Zhiyan felt an overwhelming sense of fulfillment in his heart.

This happiness had come far too suddenly.

Thank goodness for a boozehound who was only bold like this when drunk!

As he glanced at Lai Feifei’s foot pressed against his,

Shen Hongmei felt deeply uneasy. Jealousy is a natural instinct in humans.

Even if it’s something one doesn’t like, the moment someone else takes an interest, it becomes precious.

Let alone a living, breathing Li Zhiyan she had such fond feelings for.

"Little Yan-bao!"

"Which foot do you think is softer, mine or your Aunt Shen’s?"

"Whose foot do you like more?"

Faced with such a dangerous question, Li Zhiyan dared not answer even a bit.

"I like both... Aunt Shen’s and Aunt Lai’s feet are both very beautiful."

Lai Feifei’s intoxication only grew heavier.

"You little smooth-talker. Little Yan-bao, tell Aunt Lai the truth—isn’t it true that Hongmei has used her feet to help you with something? I hear a lot of people online are into delicate feet, especially in stockings."

"Do you like it?"

Shen Hongmei’s face finally turned red.

She reached out and pinched Lai Feifei’s neck hard, saying, "Say one more word, and I’ll tear your mouth apart!"

Lai Feifei coughed lightly.

"Fine, fine, I’ll stop talking."

"I promise I won’t say another word about you."

Only then did Shen Hongmei let go of Lai Feifei.

"Little Yan-bao, do you like Auntie’s feet?"

"Or how about you have a taste of Auntie’s feet?"

As she spoke, Lai Feifei playfully tapped Li Zhiyan’s chest with her toes, the warmth seeping through making Li Zhiyan’s heartbeat quicken.

This boozehound—she even smelled good everywhere.

The black-stockinged legs carried a faint fragrant scent too.

Hearing such an outrageous suggestion, Li Zhiyan was absolutely opposed!

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