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At the very beginning, Shen Hongmei could still bear it.

But gradually, He Yanrong seemed to be pushing boundaries—she even saw He Yanrong sticking out her tongue.

Is this how seniors and juniors greet each other?

Although deep down she never truly wanted to face the pressures of societal norms alongside Li Zhiyan, Shen Hongmei and Li Zhiyan nevertheless shared a bond of nine hundred days.

So, deep in Shen Hongmei’s heart, her possessiveness toward Li Zhiyan was quite strong.

Although she dared not admit it, at that moment when fury took over, Shen Hongmei even thought about rushing over and fighting that damn flirt He Yanrong!

This woman seemed so demure and pure before, yet she turned out to be such a tease. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Especially now, in front of Li Zhiyan, it’s as if she’s completely revealing her true colors—this damn love-crazed dummy!

An intense feeling of jealousy spread uncontrollably inside her chest, an invisible tension filling the private room.

In truth, Lai Feifei also felt extremely uncomfortable deep down. Even though she hadn’t been drinking, her subconscious made her uneasy.

But when she saw Shen Hongmei step forward, she chose to remain silent.

At this moment, as Rong Aunt kissed him and he held her by the waist, if it weren’t for the others being around, Li Zhiyan felt he might not be able to restrain himself.

These three women somehow always ended up together no matter what.

"Alright, alright."

"Look how tense you are, so petty."

"Baby, come on. Auntie will give you a foot massage."

After He Yanrong called in two massage technicians carrying tubs of herbal water, they each went to Lai Feifei and Shen Hongmei’s sides.

"Baby, wait a moment. Auntie will prepare your foot soak water and will come back to massage you afterward."

After brushing Li Zhiyan’s face lightly, He Yanrong reluctantly left.

At this moment, He Yanrong could be said to be completely infatuated, thinking only about taking care of Li Zhiyan and staying by his side. Today, the uninvited presence of Lai Feifei and Shen Hongmei was actually a good opportunity to lay her cards on the table.

These two women also had ambiguous ties with Xiao Yan.

Once He Yanrong left, the private room grew quiet—a silence that was extraordinarily oppressive.

If Lai Feifei had gotten drunk, she likely wouldn’t have been able to hold back by now. As for Shen Hongmei, while she wanted to say something to Li Zhiyan, the words remained stuck in her throat, filling her chest with an unbearable frustration.

’Xiao Yan wouldn’t agree to He Yanrong, would he?’

Shen Hongmei thought back to the phone call she had with Li Zhiyan last night.

Only then did her heart feel slightly at ease. But still, could Xiao Yan really resist He Yanrong’s charm?

Soon, He Yanrong returned carrying a wooden tub. She moved quickly, as if afraid either Lai Feifei or Shen Hongmei might say something to Li Zhiyan.

"Xiao Yan."

"Come try the water temperature."

Sitting down in front of Li Zhiyan, He Yanrong gently helped him take off his shoes and socks, testing the warm water against his feet.

"Is it too hot, Xiao Yan?"

Looking at Rong Aunt’s enticing neckline, thinking back to the earlier embrace, Li Zhiyan came to a realization.

Maybe Rong Aunt dressed like this just to make it easier for her daughter during meals.

Yet with Aunt Lai and Aunt Shen present too, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but feel immense pressure. He had never experienced such a situation before.

"It’s not hot."

"It feels just right, Rong Aunt."

"Good, as long as it’s not too hot. If you feel uncomfortable at all, just let Auntie know."

After settling Li Zhiyan’s foot into the basin, He Yanrong gazed at him with a smoldering tenderness.

Those captivating eyes radiated passion.

Li Zhiyan found himself thinking how stunning Rong Aunt looked. If not for his growing sense of self-control, he would surely lose himself in her charms.

That coquettish face adorned with such a gentle smile—it stirred him to his core.

"Mm, I understand, Auntie."

While soaking his feet, He Yanrong bowed her head and gently washed them.

Her fingers slid tenderly between each of Li Zhiyan’s toes, her delicate grace making him lift a towel to cover his stomach, fearing he might catch a chill.

"Rongrong, why are you so enthusiastic toward Li Zhiyan?"

"Last time, it was me who asked you to give Xiao Yan a foot massage. This time, you took the initiative yourself."

"Later, baby needs to teach me how to play Go."

"Of course I have to help my baby relax first."

He Yanrong’s sugary tone as she called him "baby" over and over sent waves of jealousy through Shen Hongmei, enough to "blast her vinegar factory to pieces." Yet, with her commanding aura, she still found herself unable to utter a single word in response.

After the foot soak, He Yanrong picked up a towel and carefully dried Li Zhiyan’s feet. She even rested his foot on her flat stomach as she did so.

"Rong Aunt, my feet are dirty."

"Baby, they’re not dirty."

"Auntie loves you the most—how could I ever think your feet are dirty? Auntie would even kiss them if you asked."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

At that moment, he couldn’t help but recall the time he lightly teased Lai Aunt by caressing her legs in stockings—something he would never forget as long as he lived.

"Alright, all done."

After drying his feet completely, He Yanrong impatiently moved on to massaging him.

"Baby, let Auntie massage you."

"Later tonight, you can give Auntie a hands-on Go lesson, okay?"

In truth, once He Yanrong had resolved to confess her feelings to Li Zhiyan, all thoughts of learning Go had already lost their importance. Being together with her "baby" was the only thing that mattered now.