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Chapter 47 - 047 Are you hungry? Go fry two dishes for your aunt!

Chapter 47: 047 Are you hungry? Go fry two dishes for your aunt!

Li Zhiyan’s heart was pounding.

He had been caught sneaking a kiss on Aunt Lai!

How embarrassing.

His face grew hotter and hotter, but he still couldn’t bring himself to let go of Aunt Lai.

Aunt Lai’s face was so fair, so fragrant.

It made him utterly mesmerized.

However, Lai Feifei clearly hadn’t sobered up yet.

She held onto Li Zhiyan even tighter.

"Zaizai."

"You’ve already kissed your aunt."

"Stay with aunt properly tonight."

"Don’t go. Aunt gets scared at night."

Li Zhiyan could feel that Lai Feifei genuinely seemed a bit scared, most likely because of what had happened today.

"I won’t leave, Aunt Lai. I’ll take care of you tonight."

Then, Li Zhiyan wrapped his arms around Lai Feifei, who was clinging to him like an octopus.

The room began to cool down slowly, but Li Zhiyan felt that he was the type of kid who liked warmth.

"Good Zaizai..."

"Aunt loves you so much."

Saying that, Lai Feifei drifted off to sleep.

But holding Lai Feifei, Li Zhiyan found it hard to fall asleep.

"Aunt Lai smells so good, and her figure is amazing."

Gradually, fatigue swept over him, and Li Zhiyan also fell asleep.

Though he had always been alert and wired.

In the middle of the night, Lai Feifei got up to use the restroom while Li Zhiyan instinctively laid back down.

Not long after, Lai Feifei came back and casually yanked off her T-shirt.

She collapsed onto Li Zhiyan’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and drifted off once more.

...

The next day, Zhao Shumin, who was at home, finished making breakfast.

She waited for Li Zhiyan to come out and wash up.

But Li Zhiyan never came out—instead, that tattooed guy and his tattooed girlfriend came out.

That left Zhao Shumin feeling a bit puzzled.

Where was Xiao Yan?

Carrying breakfast, she walked to Li Zhiyan’s bedroom door.

"Xiao Yan, wake up, you’re going to be late."

After what happened last night,

Zhao Shumin felt a deep fondness for Li Zhiyan, treating him as her own younger relative to love and care for.

She had made up her mind.

No matter what, she’d help Li Zhiyan break his habit of "stealing things"!

She couldn’t stand by and watch Xiao Yan go down the wrong path.

After calling out to Li Zhiyan several times, Zhao Shumin decided to try opening the door.

Upon seeing that Li Zhiyan wasn’t there,

a flood of possibilities rushed through her mind.

Could Xiao Yan have gone to one of those massage parlors?

It wasn’t entirely out of the question—he was still young and impulsive.

Or did Xiao Yan sneak out to steal someone’s clothes? That wouldn’t do at all.

Deeply conflicted, Zhao Shumin’s thoughts began to spiral.

She was genuinely worried about what Li Zhiyan might be doing.

"Today’s my birthday. I’ll treat Xiao Yan to noodles tonight."

Even though no one had celebrated Zhao Shumin’s birthday since she turned ten,

she’d always remembered the date and put effort into learning how to love herself.

Still, the thing weighing most on her heart was saving up money to buy a home for her son, Shang Shunsheng.

...

When Lai Feifei woke up, she heard the sound of a heartbeat.

Her heart skipped a beat—had she been taken advantage of?!

Before panic could spread, Lai Feifei remembered the events from the previous night.

She had felt restless about Lai Tianming’s situation,

so she went out drinking.

Later, someone had tried to chat her up—a vulgar guy—and Xiao Yan had fought him off to save her.

It was Li Zhiyan! Thankfully, it was Li Zhiyan.

Opening her eyes, she saw that she was in her familiar bedroom.

That gave her an enormous sense of relief.

Li Zhiyan wasn’t the type to take advantage of someone in their weakest moment—she trusted his character deeply. She knew how beautiful she was, how enviable her figure.

Lai Feifei was acutely aware that Li Zhiyan was brought up in a proper traditional Chinese household. He knew self-restraint.

He had always been exceptionally respectful of her as an older woman.

After checking her skirt and stockings, Lai Feifei confirmed that she hadn’t been touched.

This lifted the final burden from her heart—if Li Zhiyan had crossed the line, their camaraderie would have ended then and there.

Li Zhiyan was the only young man in their Shanghai Aunt circle, and she genuinely liked him, cared for him like a younger relative.

But this was all predicated on him being a morally upright individual.

When she looked down, sure enough, Li Zhiyan was still asleep, though his eyes opened shortly afterward.

This made Lai Feifei instinctively want to retreat, but she couldn’t—she was stuck.

"Aunt Lai..."

Once the two of them were fully awake, Li Zhiyan felt a little awkward inside.

"Xiao Yan, I dragged you to stay overnight here last night."

Lai Feifei had returned to her somewhat aloof demeanor.

Though her aloofness didn’t reach the same level as Shen Hongmei.

"Yeah, Aunt Lai, you held onto me and wouldn’t let me leave."

After getting up, Lai Feifei quietly put on her T-shirt.

"Xiao Yan, you can use the bathroom in the guest room to take a shower. Aunt will shower too."

"There are fresh toothbrushes and toothpaste in the guest room."

Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but remember Lai Feifei calling him Zaizai and clinging to him last night.

She was cuter than usual when drunk, though even now, she was still pretty cute.

Li Zhiyan looked at Lai Feifei with a hint of affection as he left, though he left crouching slightly.

Lai Feifei couldn’t shake a strange feeling.

That boy—why was he looking at her as if she were a child?

She was the one supposed to see him as a kid!

"I really shouldn’t go drinking at bars anymore."

Although Lai Feifei admitted that she wouldn’t have dared to sleep without Li Zhiyan there, it was still dangerous for a woman alone.

She remembered how Li Zhiyan had looked after her last night.

Her chest warmed with a fuzzy feeling.

"Next time, I’ll drink at home, or with Hongmei and Yanrong."

...

After Li Zhiyan showered, he felt completely refreshed.

Heading downstairs to the living room, he saw Lai Feifei sitting on the sofa in a cool, crisp outfit.

Her snow-white legs made Li Zhiyan’s heart itch.

Then it suddenly hit him—it was 9:30 already!

"Aunt Lai!"

"I’m late!"

Lai Feifei stretched lazily.

"Don’t worry, Aunt called in a leave of absence for you."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

"Aunt Lai, if you were my mom, my school years would’ve been paradise."

"Are you hungry?"

Lai Feifei picked up an apron, preparing to morph into a chef.

Li Zhiyan realized he was indeed starving.

After all, it was already past breakfast time.

This was a good moment to try Aunt Lai’s cooking for the first time.

"I’m hungry."

Li Zhiyan’s tone revealed his anticipation—he had never tasted Lai Feifei’s cooking before.

"Do you know how to cook?"

"Uh... I guess I sorta do..."

Li Zhiyan thought about it—he had learned during his post-high school crash course at home when his parents trained him,

so he could save money later. But he hadn’t cooked since moving to Shanghai.

"Then go whip up a couple dishes for me."

Saying that, Lai Feifei tossed the apron into Li Zhiyan’s hands.

Li Zhiyan: "..."