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He Yanrong had been suppressing her loneliness for far too many years. She was a woman, a perfectly normal woman.

They say thirty as a wolf, forty as a tiger.

So, He Yanrong really wanted to enjoy some intimacy with Li Zhiyan.

"I’m coming with you two."

"You little flirt, you’ve been with Xiao Yan for seven days, and now you’re ditching me?"

As she spoke, Lai Feifei grabbed onto He Yanrong’s arm.

"You crazy woman, fine."

He Yanrong knew that it would be impossible to shake off Lai Feifei today, but she decided she would display her affections with Xiao Yan right in front of this madwoman.

Let’s see if that would send her running.

"Let’s go, baby."

The three of them walked outside together. Before long, He Yanrong took Li Zhiyan’s hand.

But Lai Feifei, holding a bottle of liquor, wouldn’t be outdone and grabbed Li Zhiyan’s other hand.

"Feifei, what are you doing holding my baby’s hand?"

"He’s my boyfriend now."

He Yanrong felt even more thankful in her heart that she had taken the initiative to define her relationship with Li Zhiyan.

"He’s still my Zaizai, though."

"I’m his mom!"

"Who says only boyfriends and girlfriends can hold hands?"

Lai Feifei downed some liquor as she spoke.

Every time she drank too much, she liked to declare herself as Li Zhiyan’s mother.

"You crazy woman."

"You little flirt!"

The two women started bickering, while Li Zhiyan, stuck in the middle, could sense the growing tension between them. He really felt like Aunt Lai and Aunt Rong might start fighting any second.

"Baby, for these seven days, you have to kiss Aunt every day."

"Aunt just loves kissing you."

The two women were both clearly jealous. At this moment, He Yanrong boldly initiated her attack.

Being in a couple really had its perks!

"By the way, baby, you seem to really enjoy the food Aunt makes for you."

"I used to think only Xiaoxiao liked it."

"I didn’t expect you to like it too."

"In that case, Aunt will make it for you every day from now on."

"Come here, let Aunt see if you still smell nice."

Liu Xiaoxiao was the daughter of the restaurant owner He Yanrong used to date. However, before their relationship could deepen, the owner mysteriously disappeared.

After adopting Liu Xiaoxiao from the orphanage, she had always treated her as a daughter.

Part of why He Yanrong was so indulgent with her was because of this affection.

Every time she resolved to set boundaries, Liu Xiaoxiao’s coquettishness would always change her mind.

"Smells wonderful."

"Aunt will take extra care of your nutrition from now on."

He Yanrong’s boastful words stung Lai Feifei deeply, hitting her where it hurt. It was like a critical blow to her heart.

"Shameless!"

"You little flirt!"

"Feifei, Xiao Yan is just a kid. What’s wrong with me giving him some good food?"

Lai Feifei was fuming, her breathing heavy with rage.

She took a few more gulps of her drink before finally calming down.

When they arrived at a park, He Yanrong pulled Li Zhiyan to sit on a bench with her.

"Feifei, can you let go of my baby’s hand now?"

Lai Feifei glanced at He Yanrong but said nothing. Still, she reluctantly let go of Li Zhiyan’s hand. He Yanrong immediately and boldly sat on Li Zhiyan’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You little flirt..."

"Aren’t you feeling hot?"

Lai Feifei muttered under her breath. But she knew that these two were already officially a couple now. As long as they didn’t cross any major lines, it wasn’t her place to interfere.

After all, they were outside. It wasn’t like He Yanrong would feed Li Zhiyan here.

"Baby, hold Aunt’s waist. Aunt’s scared of falling."

He Yanrong said coyly. Li Zhiyan once again felt this soft, tender affection materialized—it was incomparable, truly unique to her.

When he wrapped his arms around He Yanrong’s waist, she clung tightly to his neck, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Does Aunt’s waist feel slim?"

He Yanrong whispered near Li Zhiyan’s ear, planting a soft kiss on his earlobe.

The warm, tickling sensation made Li Zhiyan feel a surge of heat.

"Aunt..."

"Hold Aunt’s waist tighter."

With that, He Yanrong pulled a "Lai-style" move, wrapping her long, stocking-clad legs around Li Zhiyan’s back. The two of them locked tightly together in an embrace.

Seeing her signature move copied by He Yanrong, Lai Feifei grew so furious she could hardly contain herself.

This damned sly fox.

"Hug Aunt tighter."

Saying this, He Yanrong leaned in and kissed Li Zhiyan on the lips.

She couldn’t care less that Lai Feifei was right beside them.

All she wanted was to be closer to Li Zhiyan. After all, they were truly a couple now. Everything they did was perfectly normal.

Their lips lingered. Lai Feifei, unable to stop them, grew increasingly annoyed and turned away, taking another swig of her drink.

Truth be told, she wanted to leave immediately. Out of sight, out of mind. But deep down, she couldn’t shake the worry that if she left, He Yanrong might actually do something serious to Li Zhiyan.

With that seductive, love-blinded woman, nothing would surprise Lai Feifei anymore.

The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate. Bit by bit, He Yanrong was caught up in her own emotions.

Gradually, she became entirely consumed by the moment.

After what felt like a long time, she finally pulled away from Li Zhiyan. Stroking his cheek, she planted kisses on his forehead, then on the tip of his nose.

"Baby, let’s go have dinner. Tonight is our first dinner as a couple."

He Yanrong’s cheeks were flushed. She glanced at Lai Feifei, her expression carrying a subtle hint of triumph.

She knew that both Lai Feifei and Shen Hongmei had feelings for Li Zhiyan, but now she had secured the upper hand.