CHAPTER 429: 152 AUNT STRIKES BACK AT AUNT RONG; CATHERINE BEGS LI ZHIYAN!_3

"Mm, Zaizai."

Looking around to make sure no one was nearby, Aunt hugged Li Zhiyan and kissed his red lips. The weather was scorching hot, and Aunt’s kiss was even more intense.

The kiss lasted for over ten minutes before stopping. Lai Feifei noticed the lipstick on Li Zhiyan’s lips but said nothing, taking him back to the villa just like that.

"Zaizai, come, sit on the sofa and wait for your Aunt Rong to cook for us!"

"Lie in Auntie’s arms, and we can read a novel together."

After lying down on the sofa, Lai Feifei pulled Li Zhiyan down with her, took out her foldable phone, and started reading a romance novel with him.

As they read, excitement surged in Li Zhiyan’s chest, an uncontainable thrill scoring a solid twenty-five out of ten.

Watching the two holding each other so tightly, He Yanrong in the kitchen felt increasingly upset. After finishing the meal,

She quietly approached the duo from behind.

"Lai Feifei, you crazy woman, letting the kid read this kind of novel!"

"What’s wrong? It’s just a romance novel."

"You’re completely unreasonable!"

"Zaizai, get up and wash your hands for dinner!"

He Yanrong felt that she really needed to keep a closer eye on Lai Feifei. Otherwise, who knew what this crazy woman might do.

"Alright."

"You little vixen."

"Crazy woman!"

The two aunts kept bickering, leaving Li Zhiyan with a mild headache. These three aunts could start arguing anywhere as long as he was present.

Once everyone was seated, Lai Feifei nonchalantly placed her long legs wrapped in black stockings on Li Zhiyan’s lap.

"Zaizai, rub Auntie’s legs while you eat."

"That way, you’ll eat more."

"You lunatic..."

He Yanrong cursed at Lai Feifei but had no way to stop her. She could only continue eating. Throughout the meal, Li Zhiyan kept rubbing Aunt’s black-stockinged legs.

The first time they met, Aunt had already flaunted her gorgeous legs for him to see. Now, he could finally savor the sensation of touching them freely.

In the afternoon, Lai Feifei took Li Zhiyan out to have fun nearby, holding his hand most of the time.

When no one was around, they’d kiss, and she’d let him touch her legs.

Meanwhile, He Yanrong had to tag along as the obligatory third wheel. While consumed with jealousy, she also felt helpless—if she didn’t follow them, who knew what outrageous stunts the crazy woman might pull.

By around four o’clock, when He Yanrong couldn’t take it anymore, she urged Li Zhiyan to return to the office.

After Li Zhiyan left, she couldn’t help but snap, "You crazy woman, you were kissing the kid non-stop!"

"And aren’t you the same? Anyway, I’m Zaizai’s girlfriend now. Kissing her is perfectly natural!"

"You lunatic!"

"You wild wench!"

Aunt and Baby Aunt immediately began hurling insults at each other again.

...

On the way back to the office, Li Zhiyan couldn’t stop thinking about the wonderful morning he’d just had.

Unlike yesterday, there was no need to pretend—he could act naturally and freely.

When he finally returned to the company, his thoughts drifted to the blonde foreign beauty and the half-blooded one.

Evelyn and Catherine were probably fighting again in the afternoon, he mused. But just as he arrived downstairs, he saw Yin Deli walking out from inside.

Yin Deli didn’t look to be in a good mood.

"Hello, President Yin."

Yin Deli glanced at Li Zhiyan without acknowledging him. Li Zhiyan didn’t take it personally—some bosses just naturally looked down on others.

"That Yin Deli’s already divorced from Evelyn."

Although he understood that such divorces were often just a precautionary measure to safeguard family wealth in case of emergencies,

the fact that Evelyn and Catherine were both genuinely single made things a lot easier for him to maneuver.

Back at the office, Li Zhiyan waited for the clock to tick down to the end of the day. Killing time, he started playing with his foldable phone.

The new toy was pretty satisfying to mess around with.

Out of nowhere, Wang Ya sidled up to him, exclaiming in awe, "Xiao Yan, you’ve struck gold! A foldable phone!"

"Uh, yeah—my mom bought it for me."

"So, you’re a rich second generation?"

"If I were rich, I wouldn’t be slogging it out here in a nine-to-five grind. My mom just loves me, that’s all."

"Wow, it’s gorgeous!"

Wang Ya’s eyes brimmed with envy. Her own phone was years old, and she still couldn’t bear to replace it—meanwhile, Li Zhiyan was on his third foldable device.

Before long, Evelyn’s secretary came looking for Li Zhiyan.

"Li Zhiyan, President Jiang wants to see you in her office."

Without delay, Li Zhiyan put his phone away and headed to Evelyn’s office.

Dressed in a red T-shirt, a black pencil skirt, stockings, and heels, Evelyn sat down next to Li Zhiyan with a bottle of Zaizai milk in hand.

She handed the bottle to him.

"Here, Li Zhiyan, your favorite Zaizai."

"President Jiang..."

For a moment, Li Zhiyan was lost for words. He liked Zaizai milk because it was something Aunt used to give him.

If it wasn’t from Aunt, it just didn’t taste the same.

"Drink up. I know you like this. I bought a whole load of it. Anytime you want some, just come find Aunt."

Evelyn pretended to be all warm and generous, clearly trying to regain face in front of Catherine.

"President Jiang, if you’ve got something to say to me, just say it directly."