After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 171 - 096 Aunt Lai’s Reward; Aunt Zhao, you don’t need to be that quiet

Chapter 171: 096 Aunt Lai’s Reward; Aunt Zhao, you don’t need to be that quiet

Li Zhiyan truly felt extremely surprised. freewebnoveℓ.com

He really hadn’t expected that this drunkard would kiss him in front of Aunt Shen and Aunt Rong.

Shen Hongmei watched the scene unfold, a pang of jealousy bubbling in her heart that she couldn’t quite contain.

Damn it, what exactly is Lai Feifei doing? Xiao Yan is just a child—she always uses her body to tempt Li Zhiyan like this. How could Xiao Yan possibly resist?

Although she’s over forty years old, Lai Feifei’s looks and figure are still impeccable.

Probably no man could resist Lai Feifei’s allure.

"Open your mouth, Zaizai."

"Aunt wants a tongue kiss!"

Lai Feifei mumbled as she tried to pry open Li Zhiyan’s tongue, leaving him overwhelmed and restless. Aunt Lai was being far too wild.

Both Aunt Shen and Aunt Rong were still right here.

However, Li Zhiyan felt the main reason behind this behavior was likely that Aunt Lai had been drinking and was in a bad mood.

Thinking about it from another perspective, if his own blood relatives did something so repulsive...

Then surely he would feel deeply hurt too. After all, blood ties run deep, and growing up together makes it impossible not to be affected.

"Lai Feifei!"

Nearby, He Yanrong couldn’t take it anymore and pushed Lai Feifei’s lips away.

After spending this period with Li Zhiyan and experiencing a rise in emotions between them, He Yanrong couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy deep down.

"No, don’t stop me, Rongrong."

"This is my Zaizai—I gave birth to him. What’s wrong with me kissing him?"

Lai Feifei’s utterly serious tone left Shen Hongmei and He Yanrong deeply exasperated. This drunkard was truly spewing nonsense.

Seeing the two of them bickering, Shen Hongmei said, "Xiao Yan, come sit by Aunt."

Shen Hongmei spoke, and Li Zhiyan moved over.

After all, what he desired in his heart was to have them all. If Aunt Lai really went too far, complications could arise down the line.

If it were done privately—if Aunt Lai were this proactive in kissing him—he would have surrendered to it long ago.

After all, Aunt Lai truly was a stunning beauty and an elegant, aloof woman. The feelings Li Zhiyan held for her were overwhelming.

Every time he hugged Aunt Lai, his chest would tremble with that indescribable sensation.

Of course, Li Zhiyan felt the same way about the other three aunts, but when it came to Catherine, his feelings took an entirely different form—his greatest desire was to humiliate her, to make Catherine experience the torment of inner agony.

When Li Zhiyan sat down, Shen Hongmei finally felt relieved, while Lai Feifei’s alluring face was full of resentment.

"You big fool, you’re stealing my Zaizai."

"I gave birth to him—send him over here now!"

"Are you plotting something shady?"

Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

"Look at you—a crazy woman! Even in front of a child, you don’t restrain yourself. Kissing his mouth—if anyone saw this, what would they think?"

"Hmph, I don’t care what people think. Zaizai is mine—you won’t snatch him from me."

"Zaizai, Aunt will feed you tonight."

"Aunt doesn’t drink ’forget-you milk.’"

But being tugged by He Yanrong, she wasn’t as wild as before.

"That damned Lai Tianming..."

After a while, Lai Feifei started cursing Lai Tianming.

"Ever since I was little, my mom taught me that I had to serve my brother."

Lai Feifei began recounting her family’s history, which Li Zhiyan listened to intently. He was deeply interested in the aunts’ pasts.

Because only by understanding their pasts could he truly reach the depths of their hearts.

"So, during elementary school, my mom would constantly kick me out to collect scraps. If it weren’t for my grandparents insisting that I go to school, I wouldn’t have been able to finish elementary school."

Because of today’s incident with Lai Tianming...

Drunk as she was, Lai Feifei began sharing her old grievances. As she spoke, she poured herself another glass of red wine—Lai Feifei loved to drink, and He Yanrong and Shen Hongmei were used to it.

So they didn’t stop her, knowing her emotions truly needed a release.

"In the dead of winter, I wore thin shoes while scavenging for scraps. My hands and ears cracked from the frostbite."

Speaking of her childhood sorrows, Lai Feifei’s tears streamed freely, washing away her fierce words and leaving only the grievances of her youth.

Li Zhiyan didn’t say a word, his heart aching deeply for Aunt Lai. The gender inequality of that era was truly severe.

Many families wouldn’t stop having children until they had a son, often raising seven or eight daughters first.

But now, men had essentially become utterly disregarded, reduced to mere insignificance.

"By middle school, I had to both study and work in town."

"All the money I earned was confiscated to buy milk and supplements for Lai Tianming."

"Every piece of candy was locked away in cabinets—I wasn’t allowed to eat even a bite."

Li Zhiyan hadn’t expected Lai Feifei’s parents to be this excessive.

"Later, when I got to high school, they finally started treating me better."

"If they hadn’t changed their attitude eventually, I would’ve cut ties with them long ago."

"And then there’s Lai Tianming, who only knew how to bully me since we were kids."

"Even when he got married, I helped him out financially. I’ve already lent him a million, and now he’s bringing people over demanding I pay back the money—he even wants to borrow fifty thousand more. What gives him the right?"

As she spoke, Lai Feifei collapsed into He Yanrong’s arms, crying over the wounds from her past.