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Chapter 35 - 035 Aunt Lai’s Gift

Chapter 35: 035 Aunt Lai’s Gift

Watching Lai Feifei taking off her black stockings right in front of him,

Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Aunt Lai was already a stunningly beautiful woman with an hourglass figure.

She completely embodied his aesthetic preferences. Every time he caught a whiff of Aunt Lai’s perfume, an instinctive, primal rush would surge through his veins.

What kind of reward was Aunt Lai planning to give him?

"Little Yan-bao."

"You just swallowed, didn’t you?"

Lai Feifei’s captivating face showed clear satisfaction. After all, if she teased Li Zhiyan and he didn’t react at all,

it would lose all its charm.

After tossing one of the black stockings onto Li Zhiyan’s bed, Lai Feifei began taking off the other one.

"Little Yan-bao, how about Aunt rewards you by letting you indulge in her feet?"

She grabbed Li Zhiyan and made him sit down while placing her delicate white foot on his leg.

With its snow-white, smooth skin and red-polished nails catching the light,

Li Zhiyan didn’t dare to make a sound. He wasn’t stupid—if he actually followed Aunt Lai’s lead, their relationship would surely be over.

"Aunt Lai, it’s getting late. Don’t joke around with me..."

Lai Feifei stroked his head gently.

"Little Yan-bao, actually, Aunt was testing whether you’re a pervert or not!"

"And you’ve passed Aunt’s test."

Handing over the two black stockings to him, Lai Feifei spoke drunkenly, "Consider these stockings as Aunt’s reward to you."

"When you’re alone..."

"Two black stockings will bring a little more spice, so just keep them in your drawer..."

As Lai Feifei stepped forward to open his drawer, Li Zhiyan’s expression changed sharply.

"Aunt Lai, don’t!"

When the drawer was opened, she saw the pair of stockings and a Valentino T-shirt that he had secretly kept from Shen Hongmei.

"Aren’t these Shen Hongmei’s?"

"Little Yan-bao, so you two *do* have something going on!"

"Tell Aunt, did Shen Hongmei teach you all sorts of positions?"

Li Zhiyan: "..."

"Fine, don’t say anything. Aunt’s stockings don’t belong with hers anyway."

"Don’t you *ever* mix them up in the future."

After placing the black stockings on his bedside table, Lai Feifei checked the time on her phone.

"It’s about time, Little Yan-bao. Aunt has to go home now."

"I’ll walk you back."

"At least you still have a bit of a conscience. You haven’t been completely bewitched by Shen Hongmei’s curves. You still care about Aunt."

For some reason, Li Zhiyan detected a hint of jealousy in her tone.

As expected, jealousy is a woman’s natural instinct.

When they reached downstairs, Lai Feifei handed him the keys to her Maybach.

"Little Yan-bao, Aunt will leave this car here for now. With cameras everywhere, it’s pretty safe."

"Aunt Lai, why don’t you just drive it home?"

"I’ll leave it here for now. Aunt doesn’t drive it much anyway."

"Besides, it’s better to keep Lai Tianming from noticing the new car—it’d just cause trouble."

"Just look after it for Aunt. Start it up occasionally so the battery doesn’t die."

"Let me take you home."

"Such a sweet Little Yan-bao, looking out for Aunt Lai. Come on, give Aunt a kiss."

Although she said this, it was clear she had no intention of actually following through, making Li Zhiyan more certain she was just teasing him.

Endless flirtation, never delivered!

Unlike Aunt Shen, who never flirted with him but actually followed through!

After escorting Lai Feifei to her door,

she held his hand and said, "Little Yan-bao."

"If someone at the company bullies you, just push back. Aunt truly worries about you."

"While Aunt can’t promise you promotions or raises, she’ll make sure you don’t get humiliated."

"No matter who tries to push you down, stand your ground. Aunt guarantees your job will be safe."

Touched, Li Zhiyan gave her a hug, surprising Lai Feifei.

Watching him walk away, Lai Feifei smiled gently.

"Such a sweet kid..."

In her eyes, she would always see Li Zhiyan as a child.

Returning to his place, Li Zhiyan clutched the Maybach key in his hand, feeling like he was in a dream.

Standing by the parking lot, he touched the three-pointed star logo of the car. Those unattainable dreams he had before,

now with his golden finger,

didn’t seem so unreachable anymore.

"Time to go back and keep studying."

"Wait for the next intel refresh."

Claiming his task rewards, he pondered if tomorrow’s intel would include a 100,000 yuan bonus.

...

At midnight, new intel refreshed right on schedule.

"Tomorrow, Liu Jinxin and Liu Yichen plan to bully you in the workplace for the first time."

Having anticipated this, Li Zhiyan wasn’t surprised.

"Purchase this batch of scratch tickets from the lottery store to earn a total profit of 1,880 yuan."

By now, he was used to such lottery-related information. It was currently his largest source of income by far—his savings of over 10,000 yuan had come from this.

"He Yanrong is in the same executive class at your driving school as you."

This surprised him. Thinking of Liu Jinxin’s mother’s flirtatiously stunning face and her seductive eyes,

he suddenly felt a wave of heat. If he had a picture of her, he might lose control, especially with her in a cheongsam, black stockings, and high heels—a perfect combination.

She’s learning to drive too?

"Shen Hongmei is thinking about you but doesn’t dare delve too deeply into those thoughts."

"Shang Shunsheng and Liu Yan were caught in a hotel room on camera."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

After digesting all this information, he lay down with the intention of sleeping.

Glancing at the black stockings Lai Feifei had left on his bedside table, he felt a wave of helplessness.

He was clearly an upright and decent young man!

Why was Aunt Lai treating him like some gigolo? That crazy woman.

Just as he was about to fall asleep,

"No Cilantro" Drunkard sent him a WeChat message.

"Little Yan-bao, doesn’t this picture look like Aunt holding you?"

"Hey, you..."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

This crazy woman. How is she not sleeping yet? After telling Aunt Lai to sleep early, he collapsed into slumber himself.

...

The next morning, Li Zhiyan felt exhilarated while brushing his teeth in the bathroom.

It had to be Aunt Lai coming to his defense—Shang Shunsheng had been dealt with at the root.

From now on, even if he wanted to stir up trouble, it wouldn’t be so easy for him.

However, when Li Zhiyan stepped out and saw Zhao Shumin holding a rolling pin by the kitchen door, he was startled.

What was this shrew planning?

"Don’t be scared, Little Yan. Aunt is just rolling out dough for noodles."

"Hold on a moment."

Soon, Zhao Shumin came out carrying breakfast and walked straight toward Li Zhiyan’s room. The weather was too hot, and eating in the living room would be uncomfortable.

Following her, he watched as she placed the breakfast down. He found himself rather surprised.

Turning to face him, Zhao Shumin asked with a curious look in her eyes, "Little Yan, why are you looking at Aunt like that?"

"Don’t worry. Aunt doesn’t hate you. Sure, my temper can be a bit rough,"

"But I know how to tell right from wrong. What happened before wasn’t your fault."

"And honestly, Liu Yan and I never really got along. Breaking things off might not be such a bad thing."

"Besides, my son’s behavior—well, it was just unacceptable."

Li Zhiyan never expected this seemingly shrewish Zhao Shumin to have such a reasonable side. No wonder Aunt Lai agreed to let her stay—her judgment of character was spot-on.

"Yeah, but Aunt Zhao, you were way too forgiving toward Shang Shunsheng. He tried to hit you, and you still tolerated it? Even as an outsider, I can’t stand it when someone strikes their own parents."

"What other choice do I have? A woman has no status in her own home. Besides, he already apologized. My current goal is to get my son a house and a wife."

"The housing market has been dropping recently, so I’m keeping an eye on it. But the bride price Liu Yan is asking for is ridiculously high—it’s going to be a challenge."

Then Zhao Shumin noticed the black stockings on his bedside table.

"Little Yan, Aunt has to say this—you young people shouldn’t go down the path of illegal activity. It’ll lead to big problems! Where did you even steal those black stockings from?"

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