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Chapter 249 - 112 ✩✩✩✩✩ Aunt San’s shock, Xiao Yan became a boss!_4

Chapter 249: 112 ✩✩✩✩✩ Aunt San’s shock, Xiao Yan became a boss!_4

It didn’t take long before the alcohol hit again, and Lai Feifei’s provocative chatter started up nonstop.

Shen Hongmei, sitting next to Lai Feifei, also noticed Lai Feifei’s black silk-clad, beautiful legs stretched out straight, clearly resting on Li Zhiyan’s lap.

When it came to the wild antics of this drunken woman, Shen Hongmei was no longer surprised. After all, a drunk is a drunk—what they do doesn’t really count.

At this point, He Yanrong’s possessiveness had clearly reached an overwhelming level. It was evident that she genuinely, unabashedly liked Li Zhiyan.

So if she were to speak her mind, those two would probably start fighting again—and that was the last thing Shen Hongmei wanted to see.

Throughout the rest of the dinner, He Yanrong kept dishing food onto Li Zhiyan’s plate, making Lai Feifei seethe with jealousy, her vinegar jar tipping over again and again.

"Zaizai, Auntie will feed you too."

After peeling a juicy, sauce-drenched shrimp, Lai Feifei softly licked it with her pink tongue before popping it into Li Zhiyan’s mouth.

She gave He Yanrong a deliberately provocative glance, finally feeling smugly satisfied. Though rage stirred within He Yanrong’s chest, she somehow restrained herself.

As long as she doesn’t kiss Xiao Yan on the lips, it’s fine.

Li Zhiyan’s feelings for Aunt Lai were swelling uncontrollably. Memories of the nights spent sleeping together at the villa came rushing back.

That warm, comforting sensation made Li Zhiyan’s resolve grow even stronger.

No matter what, he had to give the Shanghai Three Aunts a warm, loving home where no one would be left out!

After the dinner wrapped up, Li Zhiyan excused himself to the restroom.

It didn’t take long before He Yanrong followed him out.

When Lai Feifei was about to go after them, Shen Hongmei held her back and sat her down on her own soft, curvy legs clad in silk stockings.

"Feifei, let them have a little alone time. Don’t disrupt them."

"The seven days are almost over. As long as He Yanrong doesn’t resort to *that* kind of thing to lure Xiao Yan..."

"...then the rest doesn’t really matter. Xiao Yan knows his own mind."

Lai Feifei grumbled in response, shifted, and laid herself across Shen Hongmei’s thighs, eventually dozing off on her shoulder. Looking at her close friend’s sleepy state,

Shen Hongmei sighed, patting her back. This woman’s heart is probably set on Xiao Yan too.

...

Not long after Li Zhiyan reached the restroom, He Yanrong showed up.

"Baby, there’s no one else around, right?"

"No one," he replied.

Hearing this, He Yanrong could no longer hold herself back. She eagerly tugged Li Zhiyan into a stall.

"Baby, Auntie missed you so much."

As soon as the doors closed, the intimate space seemed to unleash He Yanrong’s pent-up emotions. She tightly pressed herself against him.

"Baby, even our hugs feel like they fit perfectly together."

She kissed the side of his neck, slowly moving upward, until her lips found their way to his face.

Then, her lips met his.

"Baby..."

"Baby, kiss me."

"Everything of Auntie’s belongs to you—only you."

He Yanrong’s voice trembled with emotion, her words dripping with feeling, as her soft, fragrant body nestled into Li Zhiyan’s arms. Unable to resist, he wrapped his arms around Aunt Rong’s slender waist.

"Auntie, you’re mine and mine alone."

"You’re mine, Aunt Rong."

As Li Zhiyan reciprocated her affection, the two were entangled in an intensely passionate, lingering kiss.

The overwhelming heat between Li Zhiyan and He Yanrong surged, making them both breathless with desire.

"Baby, we don’t have much time."

"There’s something in my bag."

"We need to leave within ten minutes."

With a signature Lai-style body wrap, He Yanrong clung tightly to Li Zhiyan. In return, he pressed her against the wall, securing Aunt Rong firmly in place.

Their lips found each other once more.

"I know, Auntie."

"Baby, here’s the drink I brought for you. Have a sip."

"Mm, Auntie."

"Baby, I’ve missed you so much. I want to spend every minute, every second with you. Baby, I want to hold you forever and have you hold me back just as tightly."

"Hold Auntie tight—don’t let go, baby," she pleaded, overwhelmed with emotion.

"Auntie, I’ll hold you tighter."

"Even tighter, baby. Auntie’s been missing you."

"I’ve missed you too, Auntie."

...

Ten minutes later, Li Zhiyan and He Yanrong returned to the table.

Looking at He Yanrong’s visibly flushed and seductive appearance, Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but feel a pang of suspicion. But after thinking about the situation just now, she dismissed it.

Though one thing was for sure—the two of them had definitely kissed earlier.

Compared to things that could’ve gone too far,

"Aunt Lai’s fallen asleep."

"Yeah, she had quite a bit to drink earlier. Let’s get going."

"Feifei, wake up."

Bleary-eyed, Lai Feifei mumbled, "Are we home yet?"

"I’m not going home. I’m staying over with Rongrong. Someone’s got to watch that vixen so she doesn’t corrupt my Zaizai."

He Yanrong: "..."

"You’re the vixen, not me. Wake up already—we’re stopping by Xiao Yan’s milk tea bar to support his business."

"Zaizai, does your shop sell ’Forget-Me Baby’ milk? Mommy will buy some for you."

After dragging Lai Feifei out to the car,

Lai Feifei looked at Li Zhiyan and said, "Zaizai, I want you to carry Auntie to the car."

"I’ll do it instead," He Yanrong interjected.

At the height of her possessiveness, He Yanrong couldn’t tolerate the thought of Li Zhiyan carrying Lai Feifei in his arms. Especially since Lai Feifei would no doubt cling to him with one of her signature Lai-style full-body wraps.

Even imagining it made He Yanrong burn with jealousy, frustration swelling uncontrollably within her.

"Your chest is too big—you can’t hold me properly," grumbled Lai Feifei.

"You EF-cup vixen."

Despite her complaint, Lai Feifei jumped into He Yanrong’s arms. The moment she did, He Yanrong, whose legs were still a bit wobbly, nearly collapsed under her weight.