CHAPTER 281: AUNT LAI ALWAYS REMEMBERS TO BRING 119 FORGETFUL CALF MILK ✩✩✩✩✩

Li Zhiyan had no idea what Jin Muxue looked like.

But he figured she couldn’t be bad-looking!

Hugging the soft, fragrant Aunt Zhao in his arms, Li Zhiyan slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, after waking up and washing up, Li Zhiyan came to the dining area. Seeing the delicious food Aunt Zhao had prepared, he couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Aunt, your cooking is always so amazing."

"If it tastes good, eat more. Always eat more of what fills your stomach. What’s the point of eating things that don’t?"

Zhao Shumin’s voice carried a slight tone of reproach, clearly hinting at Li Zhiyan’s love for snacks.

But none of the other aunts really had the skill that He Yanrong did.

After all, Aunt Rong adored her daughter immensely—her case was unique.

"Aunt Zhao, snacks and meals are not the same thing."

"Regardless, you still need to eat properly."

Zhao Shumin felt a bit ashamed in her heart, but there was little she could do about Li Zhiyan. Deep down, Zhao Shumin knew that reaching this point in their relationship was inseparable from her indulgence of him. It was precisely this indulgence that had led to where they were today.

"Xiao Yan, honestly, Aunt is a bit worried about you. Do you think this will affect your future?"

"You’re far beyond anyone else in this regard."

After speaking, Zhao Shumin shifted to express concern about Li Zhiyan’s health.

"Don’t worry, Aunt. I’m really fine. The doctor said as long as I eat a bit more, I’ll recover right away. This is just how I am—it’s no big deal."

Li Zhiyan understood the care and concern that Aunt Zhao had for him completely.

"That’s good. Aunt truly worries a lot about your health."

As she said that, Zhao Shumin’s face began to blush.

...

After breakfast, Li Zhiyan hugged Zhao Shumin before leaving. Under her tender gaze, he stepped out the door.

As he walked away, he couldn’t help but feel reluctant to leave.

It was hard for him to reconcile this gentle and elegant mature woman with the fierce and argumentative woman she’d once been.

On the way, Li Zhiyan received a phone call from Shen Hongmei.

"Hello, sweetheart."

"Aunt Shen."

"I’ll be busy with work today, but tonight I’ll take you out on a date."

At home, Shen Hongmei glanced at the peacefully sleeping Lai Feifei beside her. Stroking Feifei’s cheek gently, she thought about this little drunkard who always relied on her.

She had passed out again this morning from drinking. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind.

If this drunkard spent every morning passed out, could He Yanrong be sneaking around with Xiao Yan?

But then she thought about how Li Zhiyan was such an honest and well-behaved kid. Shen Hongmei quickly dismissed the notion, realizing she was overthinking it. Xiao Yan wasn’t that kind of person—he wouldn’t do something like that with He Yanrong.

Besides, it didn’t seem possible that He Yanrong would actively seduce Li Zhiyan. After all, Xiao Yan had only just turned 20.

"Alright, Aunt. I got it."

Evening truly was an ideal time for a date, but Li Zhiyan knew that with Aunt Lai tagging along, things might not be so convenient.

He had to find an opportunity to get a little closer to Aunt Shen somehow.

Thinking about Aunt Shen’s dangerously seductive legs wrapped in stockings, Li Zhiyan felt his body heat up. If Aunt Shen were a model, she’d undoubtedly be world-class!

When he arrived at the office, Liu Jinxin as usual instructed him to head to Catherine’s office. The glint of pity in Liu Jinxin’s eyes grew more apparent by the day.

Every day, coming to work meant enduring Catherine’s oppressive behavior. What kind of life was that? It was worse than death. But for the sake of survival, he had no choice but to endure the president’s bullying and humiliation daily.

This was the pathetic reality of being poor. Just thinking about it, Liu Jinxin couldn’t help but feel a twisted kind of satisfaction.

After entering the office, Li Zhiyan closed the door behind him.

Looking at Catherine seated behind her desk, he couldn’t resist swallowing hard. The mature women around him were all so stunningly attractive.

They were like those meticulously maintained actresses in their forties—just looking at them made his pulse race.

"Li Zhiyan, you still have four chances left to kiss me. How many do you plan on using today?"

Li Zhiyan composed himself, responding calmly, "President."

"That depends on my mood. Like I’ve told you before, these kinds of things can’t be forced. It has to be in the right moment—don’t you agree?"

"If I’m not feeling it, I don’t want to kiss you."

Catherine chuckled softly before picking up a pink outfit from beside her desk.

Right in front of Li Zhiyan, she began changing into it.

A stunned Li Zhiyan couldn’t believe Catherine would actually start changing her clothes here. When she was done putting on the pink nurse uniform, his eyes widened to the limit.

Standing at a statuesque 178 centimeters, Catherine in the pink uniform exuded an astonishing allure, her full curves instantly commanding attention.

And her long, black-stockinged legs only made his breathing quicken.

"Li Zhiyan, come over and give me a massage."

Catherine sat down on the couch, playfully flicking her high heel off with her toes. Looking at Li Zhiyan, she said this as she began her workplace domination for the day.

"President."

After sitting down, Li Zhiyan gently cupped Catherine’s silk-clad foot in his hand and started massaging her.

"Li Zhiyan, do you think my nurse uniform looks good?"

Catherine leaned forward slightly, giving Li Zhiyan a full view of the deep, pale valley of her cleavage.

"Li Zhiyan, massage my thighs too."

She grabbed Li Zhiyan’s hand and placed it on her smooth, toned leg.

Feeling the warmth of Catherine’s legs through the fabric, Li Zhiyan’s inner world burned even hotter with desire.