After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 198 - 102 Aunt Rong calls the baby, Aunt Lai calls Zaizai, all here!_2
Chapter 198: 102 Aunt Rong calls the baby, Aunt Lai calls Zaizai, all here!_2
Then he went downstairs to cook. It might be hard to say for others, but when it came to cooking for Aunt Lai, Li Zhiyan was absolutely willing to do so.
With his attribute cooking skills mastered, Li Zhiyan was incredibly adept in the kitchen. He could even flip the wok with ease, ignite flames in the pan, and perform some flashy chef tricks.
"Well, at least if I ever become a chef, I won’t starve."
He cooked a few light dishes and warmed up some milk.
As Li Zhiyan prepared to call Aunt Lai to eat, he saw Lai Feifei descending the stairs in a black silk skirt and high heels, dressed in a stylish suit.
The sobered-up Lai Feifei appeared strikingly aloof, embodying the aura of a classic ice-cold beauty.
She seemed utterly uninterested in everything.
"Aunt Lai, come eat. I’ve cooked."
"Li Zhiyan, your cooking smells amazing."
"Your skills have definitely improved."
"I’ve just been learning recently."
Faced with the aloof version of the Shanghai beauty, Li Zhiyan maintained his politeness and kept his distance.
After sitting down, Lai Feifei’s face turned slightly red.
Yesterday, she had seemingly stopped Li Zhiyan and He Yanrong from kissing—why had she done that?
Could it be that she had feelings for this kid?
Later, she even felt jealous and sent him to buy two bottles of Wangma Milk.
In the end, she had clung to him, refusing to let him leave. She truly wasn’t behaving like a proper elder.
What must Xiao Yan be thinking of her?
Drinking really messes things up! That wasn’t truly her—it wasn’t the real her! No, she couldn’t keep drinking anymore; alcohol only causes trouble.
Amidst the slightly heavy atmosphere, Lai Feifei’s phone rang.
Seeing that it was He Yanrong calling, she answered.
"Feifei, are you still angry?"
"You left some clothes at my place. I’ll bring them over to you."
"No, I’m not angry. You were just teasing Xiao Yan like he’s a little kid."
"I’m home right now."
"Xiao Yan cooked a meal. Why don’t you come over and eat with us."
"Alright, I’ll head over now."
He Yanrong departed with two paper bags, one containing Li Zhiyan’s belongings and the other holding Lai Feifei’s.
Upon seeing Li Zhiyan’s clothes, He Yanrong felt a twinge of shyness in her heart.
Inside the bag were Xiao Yan’s boxers, which she had meticulously hand-washed with laundry detergent.
Today, He Yanrong wore a form-fitting qipao, her trademark black stockings and high heels completing her look.
Her makeup carried a seductive edge, styled carefully to meet the man she loved.
She had taken the time to present her best side for Li Zhiyan.
"Xiao Yan stayed at Lai Feifei’s house last night?"
"Well, I guess it’s not that unusual."
"That crazy woman has so many rooms in her house."
"It’s normal for Xiao Yan to pick one to stay in. The two of them couldn’t have shared the same bed, right?"
As her certainty about her feelings for Li Zhiyan solidified, He Yanrong’s intense possessiveness surged up inside her. It felt as though a heavy stone was pressing on her chest.
Even when she reached Lai Feifei’s doorstep, she couldn’t bring herself to feel happy.
She rang the doorbell, and soon, the door was opened.
After stepping inside, He Yanrong placed the bags on the sofa.
"Aunt Rong, has your fever gone down?"
Having confirmed her feelings for Li Zhiyan, that simple expression of concern from him filled He Yanrong’s heart with warmth and satisfaction.
"Don’t worry, Xiao Yan. It’s all better now. Auntie feels particularly light today."
"The ginger soup from last night helped a lot too."
"Aunt Rong, here’s the breakfast Aunt Lai and I saved for you. I made it—give it a try."
"Alright."
Hearing Li Zhiyan mention he and Lai Feifei prepared breakfast together, He Yanrong felt even more uncomfortable.
"Yanrong, make sure you don’t go near the water alone in the future. Your health isn’t great, and if you faint in a crowded area, at least someone could call for an ambulance."
"But if you fall into the water, it’d be a real problem."
"Yes, this time I’m lucky Xiao Yan was there. Xiao Yan, you’ve become Auntie’s lifesaver."
He Yanrong rather liked the sober version of Lai Feifei. A sober Lai Feifei wasn’t competing for attention with her. Unlike the drunken version, this sober Feifei wasn’t actively trying to seduce Li Zhiyan, which made her seem less threatening.
"Xiao Yan, how can Auntie thank you?"
"Aunt Rong, no need to thank me. As long as you’re safe and healthy, that’s my greatest wish."
"No wonder your Aunt Lai likes you so much."
"Xiao Yan, you’re someone who’s impossible not to like."
"Your Aunt Lai has never liked a younger person this much before. She probably truly sees herself as your mom."
Lai Feifei didn’t refute this, but she felt deeply uncomfortable inside.
What did He Yanrong mean by that? Did she really like Li Zhiyan?
After breakfast, Lai Feifei went upstairs, as she usually did, to sleep. She slept more than ten hours a day, and with the amount of alcohol she drank yesterday, she clearly hadn’t gotten enough rest today.
"Xiao Yan, go change your clothes."
"If you wear Auntie’s clothes to work, people might laugh at you."
The front of He Yanrong’s clothes was noticeably longer than the back.
Despite today’s fashion trends where men and women could share similar styles, it was obvious that He Yanrong’s clothes were women’s clothing.
Li Zhiyan thought perhaps only Zhou Dongyu’s clothes would allow a man to wear them without looking awkward.
"Alright, Auntie, I’ll go change now."
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After the two left Lai Feifei’s house, Li Zhiyan followed He Yanrong to the shared e-bike station.
