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Chapter 371 - 138 I also want to talk to Zaizai! Otherwise it’s not fair!_3

Chapter 371: 138 I also want to talk to Zaizai! Otherwise it’s not fair!_3

Feeling Aunt Shen’s passionate kiss, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but feel extremely excited, especially after gaining the "Ten times energy" attribute.

Li Zhiyan truly had no idea what exhaustion felt like.

"My good boy, kiss me."

"Aunt..."

The two kissed passionately, and after a while, Li Zhiyan pulled Shen Hongmei into a bathroom stall.

Once inside, Li Zhiyan couldn’t wait to tightly embrace Aunt Shen’s beautiful legs.

"Aunt, lower your head quickly, I want to kiss you."

"Alright, my good boy, you can kiss me however you like."

The two embraced each other tightly, Shen Hongmei kissing Li Zhiyan like a madwoman.

After some time, Shen Hongmei leaned into Li Zhiyan’s ear and whispered, "My dear boy, Aunt’s not convenient right now, but that won’t delay your fun."

...

A long time later, Shen Hongmei and Li Zhiyan returned to the window.

Having eaten a lot of cake and food in the private room earlier, Shen Hongmei now felt a wave of fullness overcoming her—tonight she really wouldn’t need dinner.

"My good boy, have you made up your mind about that matter?"

Shen Hongmei asked with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. The question weighed heavily on her heart.

"Aunt, I don’t know either."

Li Zhiyan shifted his gaze to the wall.

"Liking someone should be such a simple thing. How can you not know?"

Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment; she knew Li Zhiyan ultimately wasn’t firmly choosing her.

"Aunt, I really like you. You’re so good to me, and you’re a beautiful, attractive woman."

"But Aunt Rong is equally good to me. I honestly don’t know how to make a choice, and I’m still thinking it over."

Shen Hongmei felt slightly relieved knowing Li Zhiyan wasn’t firmly leaning toward anyone yet.

There was still room for maneuver.

However, deep down, she completely regretted introducing Li Zhiyan to Lai Feifei back then.

If she hadn’t done that, that insane woman wouldn’t have taken Xiao Yan to the Century Palace for a massage.

If she’d arranged for Xiao Yan to work in her own company back then, she’d probably have him all to herself now.

Then, she could peacefully be with Xiao Yan until he eventually found a girlfriend closer to his age.

But now, she truly lacked the confidence to outshine He Yanrong. After all, that woman was just too provocative.

There probably wasn’t a man who wouldn’t be drawn to that kind of seductive minx, and being with her surely felt sinful and intoxicating.

"Xiao Yan, let’s head back for now."

"Take your time to think about it. If you don’t feel like answering tonight, we can skip this question for now."

Shen Hongmei wanted to keep trying a little more.

With He Yanrong working with her, persuading Xiao Yan to choose her in the end shouldn’t be too difficult.

"Mhm, Aunt."

When Little Ma and Big Cart followed them back to the private room, the four of them resumed chatting as usual. However, He Yanrong was seething with jealousy.

She could tell that something had definitely happened between the two of them earlier. She could vividly imagine how wild that day in Suzhou must’ve been.

By now, their relationship had to be completely unimpeded.

Even so, He Yanrong didn’t dare bring up the question of making a choice with Li Zhiyan.

The two women had silently agreed to skip that topic for today, but Lai Feifei, who had been drinking for a while, couldn’t wait any longer.

She felt her drinking capacity reaching its limit. If she didn’t seize this moment to jump in, she figured she’d lose the courage forever. After all, she was a high-class, aloof Shanghai housewife, and confessing to a 21-year-old young man was likely a once-in-a-lifetime event.

"Zaizai, Aunt has a question for you!"

Lai Feifei moved closer and directly sat on Li Zhiyan’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The scent of Aunt Lai’s perfume, combined with the touch of her silky black stockings, sent Li Zhiyan’s mind wandering.

Lowering his gaze, he could see Aunt’s cleavage. Although it wasn’t as exaggerated as Aunt Shen’s or Aunt Rong’s, it was still quite remarkable.

Shen Hongmei and He Yanrong both clenched their delicate fists tightly. What was this crazy woman trying to do?

Could she be about to bring up that question?

But Lai Feifei’s next question made them both exhale in relief.

"Zaizai, if it were between an 80-year-old woman and a 40-year-old woman, which would you like more?"

Li Zhiyan: "..."

"Forty, I guess."

Tipsy Aunt Lai was truly unpredictable with her words, but Li Zhiyan was already used to it. Still, he thought Aunt Lai was really adorable!

"Then that’s me, isn’t it!"

"What about a three-meter-tall woman and a 1.6-meter-tall woman? Who would you choose?"

"Probably the three-meter-tall one. I’ve never seen a three-meter-tall woman."

Lai Feifei: "..."

"Then what about a six-meter-tall woman and a 1.6-meter-tall woman? Who do you pick?"

"Then I’d go with the 1.6-meter-tall one."

"That’s me, isn’t it!"

Lai Feifei grew a bit smug, the rosy blush spreading across her stunning face, making her look incredibly seductive.

"So do you prefer a flat-chested woman like Zhou Dongyu, or a woman with 36D breasts?"

Wisely, Lai Feifei didn’t compare herself to He Yanrong or Shen Hongmei on this point, knowing it wasn’t her strong suit.

Although she was already a beauty among beauties, the women within her circle were all fierce competition. She felt the only category she could confidently dominate was her height compared to Jin Muxue, that shorty!

"Of course, 36D!"

"Then that’s me, isn’t it!"

"Zaizai, do you like a bespectacled, round-faced, bearded Sichuan man, or a high-class, aloof Shanghai housewife in black stockings and high heels?"