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Watching Li Zhiyan walk towards He Tingting's house, Zhao Shumin hesitated but ultimately didn't stop him.

She knew even Zhao Liang couldn't beat Li Zhiyan.

Zhao Zhihao wouldn't stand a chance against him either.

At this moment, Zhao Zhihao was pointing at He Tingting and hurling insults.

"You bitch, it's so late and you're just getting back to cook. When my dad's out, I'll have him beat you to death!"

Upon hearing Zhao Liang's name, fear filled He Tingting's sweet and pretty face, being a victim of domestic violence for so many years.

Deep within her heart, a seed of profound fear had truly been planted.

"Give me two hundred yuan for pocket money now!"

"Mom doesn't have two hundred yuan."

"Stop pretending! I'm going to beat you into submission today!"

Zhao Zhihao clenched his fist and slammed it into the door hard, and this scene filled He Tingting with fear.

At the same time, her heart was filled with indescribable disappointment and sadness; Zhao Zhihao used to be so well-behaved as a child.

He even said he would protect her in the future, but now he had become so menacing.

She knew that next, she would probably endure a beating.

"Who are you going to beat into submission?"

Standing behind, Li Zhiyan gently patted Zhao Zhihao on the shoulder, which instantly quelled Zhao Zhihao's aggressive demeanor.

His face turned pale; his only backing had always been his dad, Zhao Liang.

With his village bully dad, he went around bullying whoever he pleased, but his dad had already been taken into custody by Li Zhiyan.

Moreover, his dad couldn't even beat him, which increased his fear of Li Zhiyan.

After turning around, he looked at Li Zhiyan and then nervously ran back to his room.

Once inside and locking the door behind him, Zhao Zhihao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aunt Ting, don't cook for this beast, let him eat shit for lunch today,"

Li Zhiyan shouted loudly, and saying so, he closed the kitchen door.

Facing Li Zhiyan, the devastated He Tingting couldn't help but embrace him and cry.

"Sob... Xiao Yan."

Feeling Aunt Ting's close and curvy physique, Li Zhiyan felt a bit hot.

"Alright, Aunt Ting, it's all over now. Come eat with us. The three of us will have lunch together today, and in the afternoon, you can go to work directly."

Li Zhiyan's sincere comfort calmed He Tingting a bit.

Holding Aunt Ting, Li Zhiyan noticed the purplish bruises all over her body, which made him uncomfortable.

Aunt Ting's skin was so fair.

Just like creamy jade, but there were so many scars because of Zhao Liang, that violent beast!

"Mm..."

With a pitiable yet incredibly sweet face full of sadness, He Tingting.

Li Zhiyan thought Aunt Ting's sweet face would look perfect with a braided ponytail, which would be absolutely adorable.

"Aunt Ting, you smell so good."

Hugging Aunt Ting, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but tighten his embrace, bringing them into a tightly pressed embrace.

From this angle, Li Zhiyan could see the endless snowy white cleavage of Aunt Ting.

However, between this cleavage were numerous whip marks from Zhao Liang's abuse.

"Xiao Yan, you're holding too tight, let's go to your place."

"Aunt Ting..."

Li Zhiyan's breathing became a bit rapid as he looked at Aunt Ting's scarred skin.

Li Zhiyan kissed He Tingting on the lips.

"Mmph..."

At that moment, He Tingting's mind went blank as Xiao Yan kissed her!

She was old enough to be his mother, more than twenty years his senior.

Without knowing why, the scene of Li Zhiyan and Zhao Shumin kissing appeared in her mind.

"Xiao Yan, no..."

Trying to reject Li Zhiyan, He Tingting was met with an even more perfect kiss from him.

Feeling Aunt Ting's graceful body, Li Zhiyan's hands rested on her shapely thighs.

With Li Zhiyan's gentle caresses, the pain from the scars was felt, yet it also felt comforting.

At that moment, the deep-seated repression and loneliness in He Tingting's heart were completely released.

If Zhao Shumin could kiss Xiao Yan, why couldn't she?

"Xiao Yan... mm..."

Holding onto Li Zhiyan's waist tightly, He Tingting couldn't control her emotions and began to respond passionately to him.

The forceful embrace with Li Zhiyan caused her wounds to continuously sting with pain, but it also made their kiss all the more fervent.

This kiss did not last long, after five minutes, Li Zhiyan let go of He Tingting.

"Aunt Ting, let's go find Aunt Zhao."

Li Zhiyan whispered in He Tingting's ear.

His heart was still relishing the moment, even though Aunt Ting was dressed conservatively with multiple layers.

But such a tight embrace still let him feel Aunt Ting's perfect and proud figure.

This Zhao Liang was truly a brute, using whips on Aunt Ting when he couldn't get his way.

Li Zhiyan felt, during the compression of her injuries, Aunt Ting was obviously in pain, yet she cooperated smoothly with the kisses.

At this moment, He Tingting's face was burning hot. She hurried to the sink to cool herself with cold water.

"Xiao Yan, we mustn't do this again."

"No, Aunt Ting, I want to kiss you every day."