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Chapter 353 - 134 The return trip added another 200 days; Aunt Lai made up her mind to confess!

Chapter 353: 134 The return trip added another 200 days; Aunt Lai made up her mind to confess!

After asking that question, Shen Hongmei could feel her heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably.

Even if Li Zhiyan loved her ten times more, it still wouldn’t cause her this kind of nervousness.

Shen Hongmei hadn’t forgotten that tomorrow was the day Li Zhiyan had to make his choice. As much as she had thought it through, Shen Hongmei deeply hoped Li Zhiyan would choose her—his burning sincerity, worth twenty-five percent of his heart, had truly moved her empty soul.

What He Yanrong said wasn’t wrong at all.

"Aunt..."

After Li Zhiyan spoke, Shen Hongmei’s heartbeat quickened again, afraid that in the end, Li Zhiyan would still choose He Yanrong.

She even regretted asking him at this moment.

"Aunt, I haven’t made up my mind yet. Can you give me some time? Let me think it over properly."

"We’re still dating right now anyway."

"Alright, Zaizai, think it through carefully."

Shen Hongmei felt a wave of relief, but at the same time, disappointment tugged at her heart. It seemed Xiao Yan hadn’t made a firm choice.

But it was understandable—after all, Li Zhiyan was still young and had never been in a relationship before. Shen Hongmei vividly remembered that Li Zhiyan had started his romantic inclinations with her.

"Take your time to think."

"Here, have some abalone."

Shen Hongmei picked up a piece of abalone for Li Zhiyan, encouraging him to replenish his energy. Every time, she worried whether Li Zhiyan might overextend himself.

But seeing Li Zhiyan’s robust and vibrant demeanor, Shen Hongmei wondered if she had been overthinking.

Xiao Yan was truly brimming with health; he was simply extraordinary by nature.

"Aunt, have a taste of this geoduck clam."

Li Zhiyan also grabbed some seafood for Aunt Shen. The two gazed at each other, their eyes filled with deep affection.

After finishing dinner, the pair took a taxi back to the hotel.

Throughout the ride, Shen Hongmei pondered what gift to prepare for Li Zhiyan tomorrow.

"Aunt, what time is our high-speed train tonight?"

"After nine o’clock. We don’t have much time left, so once we get back, let’s quickly pack up and head home."

Back in the quiet hotel room, under the soft pink lighting, Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but feel stirred up inside once again.

After spending the day traveling with Li Zhiyan, Shen Hongmei genuinely felt as though her instincts had completely awakened, triggered by him.

Looking at her graceful silhouette, Li Zhiyan embraced Aunt Shen gently yet snugly from behind.

"Aunt, your visitor hasn’t come yet, right?"

Feeling Li Zhiyan’s affection for her, Shen Hongmei’s heart flustered with genuine panic.

"Not yet."

Shen Hongmei replied shyly.

"Then, let’s make the most of our time."

"Make the most of it? Zaizai, aren’t you tired yet?"

"Aunt, I’m still full of energy. I’m only 20—how could I ever feel tired?"

Shen Hongmei felt a bit frazzled; she was already beginning to tire, but she didn’t reject Li Zhiyan either.

"Then let’s make the most of it, Zaizai."

Turning to face him, Shen Hongmei lowered her head, meeting Li Zhiyan in a kiss. Li Zhiyan tilted his head, passionately engaging with Aunt Shen.

Scooping her up, Shen Hongmei’s stocking-clad legs wrapped around Li Zhiyan’s waist.

Allowing Li Zhiyan to carry her toward the bed, Shen Hongmei continued kissing him until he gently laid her down.

Only then did Shen Hongmei close her eyes, letting Li Zhiyan press against her as his hands remained lingering on Aunt Shen’s slender, stocking-covered legs.

Li Zhiyan had always harbored a relentless fascination with Aunt Shen’s legs, never wavering in his obsession.

...

After packing the luggage and garbage to be taken away, Li Zhiyan rolled the suitcase alongside Aunt Shen as they boarded the hotel’s shuttle to the high-speed rail station.

By now, Shen Hongmei’s beautiful legs were trembling slightly. This day had truly been exhausting for her.

Still, Shen Hongmei’s heart carried a hint of wistfulness; these moments with Li Zhiyan felt like an extension of nine hundred days of gratitude.

Once at the station, Li Zhiyan held Aunt Shen’s hand as they entered the business-class waiting lounge. He noticed her slight quivers.

"Aunt, are you alright?"

"I’m fine, Zaizai. Don’t worry, Aunt’s already in her forties—I’m not a little girl. It’s nothing."

"Alright, as long as you’re okay. Aunt, has your visitor come yet? Will it hurt?"

"Not yet, though it’ll probably hurt quite a bit."

Shen Hongmei suffered from mildly pathological menstrual cramps—not life-threatening, but extremely painful.

This condition deeply tormented Shen Hongmei.

"Aunt, when your visitor arrives later, let me warm your feet for you."

"Alright..."

Shen Hongmei recalled the time Li Zhiyan had been taken to the police station—it was him who warmed her feet, the fiery sensation from his stomach leaving an unforgettable impression.

While waiting for their train, Shen Hongmei received a call from Lai Feifei.

"Hello, Feifei."

"Hongmei, where are you right now?"

"Out and about."

"Oh, I thought it sounded noisy. Are you with Zaizai?"

"Yes, Zaizai, say something."

Shen Hongmei didn’t try to hide anything. It was the seventh day since she and Li Zhiyan started dating.

Her relationship with Li Zhiyan was fully legitimate; they were truly proper lovers.

Thus, going on dates with him was perfectly justified.

"Aunt Lai."

"Hey, Zaizai."

"Come home early and don’t get fooled by the big truck, you hear? This woman may appear all polished, acting like your elder, but her heart is wicked. Head home, listen to your mom, alright?"