CHAPTER 275: 117 AUNT ZHAO’S SEWING MACHINE! RONG AND SHEN’S LOVE HANDOVER ☆☆☆☆☆_5

"But she should be with Shen Hongmei right now. Let’s go."

Very naturally, after opening the car door and sitting in the passenger seat, He Yanrong adjusted the ambient lighting to purple.

All the way there, He Yanrong didn’t mention the matter of being together, which made Li Zhiyan sense something unusual in the air.

Considering Aunt Rong’s temperament, at this point, it’s unlikely for her to remain so silent.

Could there be some hidden reasons behind this?

However, Li Zhiyan had specifically looked into the system’s rules: if he or any of the aunts were in genuine danger, the daily updates would show it.

Moreover, if there were any dangers while he was asleep, the system would forcibly wake him to check the updates.

Aunt Rong wasn’t in danger. Thinking of this, Li Zhiyan felt relieved. It seemed there was an issue between the three aunts themselves.

"We’re here, Xiao Yan. It’s just up ahead."

Arriving at the Bamboo Inn, where He Yanrong had hosted her hotpot restaurant opening last time, Li Zhiyan parked the car.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of her, He Yanrong felt a pang in her heart. It was that time—after Li Zhiyan played Go to help her resolve an issue.

Her feelings for Li Zhiyan had skyrocketed, and it was also during that event that crazy woman pushed her and Xiao Yan into an accidental kiss.

Just as the car stopped, Shen Hongmei and Lai Feifei came out from inside.

Dressed in Valentino, Aunt Shen still exuded the aura of an international supermodel. Her incredibly long, silk-clad legs and sophisticatedly charming face gave her an irresistible mature elegance, making Li Zhiyan feel his heart heat up.

Meanwhile, Lai Feifei, having not been drinking, carried the demeanor of a quintessential high-class Shanghai housewife! Despite only being 160 cm tall, her presence was utterly commanding.

Glancing at the aloof Aunt Lai, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but remember the drunken version of her, which he found endearing in an entirely different way.

"Rongrong, is this your new car?"

Lai Feifei asked curiously.

"No, I gifted it to my darling a few days ago."

Lai Feifei’s eyes widened in surprise. She hadn’t anticipated He Yanrong being so generous.

Out of all the 5 Series sedans, today’s Audi A6 and BMW 5 Series, though not holding prices as firmly as the Mercedes-Benz E-Class, were still cars nearing the 400,000-yuan range.

And she just gave it away!

Shen Hongmei’s elegant gaze, however, showed a trace of contemplation.

"Let’s go inside and order some dishes."

...

It didn’t take long before a few modest dishes were brought into the private room.

Lai Feifei asked, "Rongrong, Xiao Yan, you’ve been seeing each other for seven days now. Don’t you think it’s time for an answer?"

As she spoke, Lai Feifei couldn’t help but feel slightly pleased with herself. Over these past seven days, she had ensured that He Yanrong didn’t step out of bounds with Li Zhiyan.

Xiao Yan was still clean, untarnished, without any reckless indiscretions.

Li Zhiyan knew this topic was inevitable. His ambitions were far too grand, so naturally, there were bound to be obstacles.

He Yanrong felt as though her heart was being torn apart, but she knew this was the moment to pass the baton.

"Regarding this matter, I think... my darling, he’s still just a child."

"Seven days might just be too short of a time."

Li Zhiyan was somewhat taken aback. Was Aunt Rong worried that he wouldn’t choose her, so she wanted to extend the time they spent as a couple?

"Previously, Hongmei also confessed her feelings to him."

"In fact, the two of you have known each other for longer than you’ve known me."

Looking deeply at Li Zhiyan with eyes full of affection, He Yanrong’s heart ached unbearably. Giving up the person she loved most felt like pure agony.

"Auntie can also see that you have feelings for your Aunt Shen."

Deep down, He Yanrong also understood that Li Zhiyan had feelings for Lai Feifei, the alcohol-loving beauty. However, since Lai Feifei valued her pride too much to ever admit her feelings, He Yanrong had no choice but to nudge him toward Shen Hongmei instead.

At that moment, Lai Feifei’s expression turned unnaturally pale, and her heart began to clench in pain.

"So, my darling, why don’t you spend a week with your Aunt Shen as well?"