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Chapter 61 - 057 Gentle Gaze✩✩✩

Chapter 61: 057 Gentle Gaze✩✩✩

At this moment, Li Zhiyan thoroughly understood what it meant to be a drunken fool.

Aunt Lai was never normal once she started drinking.

Lai Feifei was rummaging through the trash can, seemingly looking to see if there were any condoms.

Shen Hongmei instinctively pulled the blanket up to cover her chest.

She’d been waiting for Li Zhiyan, but she hadn’t expected to end up waiting for this drunken fool instead.

And rummaging through the trash can at that.

But apart from finding some tissues, Lai Feifei didn’t uncover anything else.

"Alright, it seems I misjudged you."

He Yanrong leaned forward and said, "Why are your stockings torn up like that?"

Her foxy, enchanting eyes were full of curiosity and gossip—could Shen Hongmei and Li Zhiyan really have... something going on?

That’s impossible, right? After all, there’s a whole 22-year age gap between them.

With an age gap that large, they could practically pass for mother and son. How could anything happen between them?

She believed Shen Hongmei wouldn’t do something like that.

"I drank too much and ripped them myself."

Lai Feifei looked at Shen Hongmei’s figure and said, "I think you’re just trying to seduce my Zaizai."

"You wicked big car, trying to lure my little pony Zaizai!"

"Zaizai, let’s go. Stay far away from this wicked big car auntie!"

Saying this, she pulled Li Zhiyan and walked out. He Yanrong also left to give Shen Hongmei some time to change.

After locking the door again, the alcohol completely wore off and Shen Hongmei finally sobered up.

"That crazy woman—does she really know something?"

Rubbing her temples, Shen Hongmei felt annoyed.

When checking out of the room, Li Zhiyan casually picked up the torn stockings from the trash can.

He wasn’t thinking anything improper; he was just worried the cleaning staff might take them and sell them.

...

By evening, the four of them went to a hotpot restaurant for dinner.

"Zaizai."

"Quick, call me Mom."

Lai Feifei purposely sat next to Li Zhiyan, urging him repeatedly to call her Mom.

Shen Hongmei felt uneasy, a faint jealousy gradually spreading inside of her.

"Feifei, are you trying to adopt Xiao Yan as your son?"

He Yanrong teased.

"What do you mean adopt? Zaizai is already my son."

"I gave birth to him, didn’t I, Zaizai?"

"Though, godson and godmother really are the best kind of relationship."

Lai Feifei muttered, leaving Li Zhiyan somewhat flustered and overwhelmed. Inwardly, he thought Aunt Lai was truly adorable when drunk.

Exchanging a glance with Shen Hongmei, Li Zhiyan discreetly passed a pill to her under the table.

After taking the pill with some fruit juice, Shen Hongmei finally felt more at ease. The situation earlier had all stemmed from her drinking too much.

That was the main problem. But she absolutely couldn’t afford to get pregnant—at her age, she’d definitely be considered a high-risk mother.

Even though her health was well-maintained, the risks of pregnancy were still too high.

"Zaizai, what is your hand doing under the table?"

"Are you sneaking something with Shen Hongmei?"

"I’ve read a plot like this in a book..."

Just as Lai Feifei was about to elaborate, Shen Hongmei covered her mouth firmly.

"Shut up, you tramp!"

"You shameless hussy, there are so many people nearby!"

It was prime dinner time at the hotpot restaurant, and if others overheard their conversation, they’d definitely give them strange looks.

"Mmph... okay, I won’t say anything."

Only then did Lai Feifei quiet down.

"Zaizai, Auntie will feed you some watermelon."

She picked up a slice of watermelon and stuffed it into Li Zhiyan’s mouth, gazing at him with eyes full of affection.

Since Shen Hongmei brought Li Zhiyan into their friend circle, Lai Feifei’s fondness for him had grown constantly due to everything that had happened.

At this point, she truly saw him as one of her own.

"Waiter, bring me a bottle of alcohol."

"Let’s call it a day for drinking, Aunt Lai. You’ve already had so much baijiu today. Save it for tomorrow instead."

"Alright, since Zaizai said so, Mom just has to listen."

He Yanrong exclaimed, "Feifei!"

"I’ve never seen you listen to anyone and drink less before."

"Well, of course."

"Zaizai is my darling baby, after all."

"Gotta listen to Zaizai—can’t let him feel hurt."

Saying that, Lai Feifei even started singing.

Li Zhiyan: "..."

He was practically dying from how endearingly silly this dazzling woman was.

"But, Yanrong, I won’t let you feed my Zaizai today."

"You’ve had so much to drink; if you feed my Zaizai, he’ll end up drunk!"

He Yanrong’s face turned red as she retorted, "I think you were raised on alcohol yourself, you drunkard!"

Despite Aunt Lai holding back somewhat during the dinner, she kept effortlessly delivering jokes and jabs. Li Zhiyan had grown used to Aunt Lai’s antics.

Aunt Lai’s outrageous remarks never ceased, though she never acted on them—except for the time with the dragon fruit. Then, overwhelmed by thoughts of dying, she had imparted some kissing techniques to him.

Just remembering it made Li Zhiyan feel nostalgic.

During dinner, Li Zhiyan secretly settled the bill.

Previously, Aunt Shen secretly paid the bill after helping him find a job, so Li Zhiyan felt it was his turn now.

Spending a bit of money on the aunts was definitely worth it—they were always mindful.

After leaving the restaurant, Shen Hongmei scolded lightly, "Xiao Yan, you’re just a youngster. Why are you paying when eating with elders?"

"Don’t pay next time, understand?"