After saving milfs, they all want to own me

"Hmm, alright."

Shen Hongmei thought about it—Li Zhiyan really wasn't that young anymore, and if she continued to overly indulge him,

it wouldn't do his future any good.

As Li Zhiyan was about to leave, Lai Feifei, whose face was now flushed red, scrambled back up and called out to him.

"Zaizai!"

"What's up, Aunt?"

"Take these two cans of Forget-Me-Not with you!"

Aunt's love had never ceased. She opened Li Zhiyan's work bag and stuffed two cans of Forget-Me-Not inside.

After Li Zhiyan left, Shen Hongmei finally felt relieved.

This woman clearly didn't have much of a chance.

"Feifei, why is your face so red?"

"It's hot, of course."

Lai Feifei leisurely lay back down, feeling indescribably happy deep inside—this kid.

"Here's your orange juice."

After handing the freshly squeezed orange juice to Lai Feifei, Shen Hongmei couldn't help but wonder if she owed something to this crazy woman in her past life.

"Oh!"

"I think I'll nap for a bit first!"

"Not drinking anymore!"

With that, Aunt flopped onto the bed and slept, as if she had instantly entered deep slumber.

This infuriated Shen Hongmei—alcoholics will be alcoholics, after all.

After hustling all day, buying oranges and squeezing juice, only for her to refuse it in the end.

"Good thing you crazy woman didn't ask for milk, or I'd have had to bring you a whole cow."

After tucking Lai Feifei in, Shen Hongmei lay down and fell asleep herself.

…

Li Zhiyan threw the trash into the garbage bin and finally felt at ease.

He hadn't expected that things would turn out this way between him and Aunt...

And that he'd even have to act because of what he said earlier.

Aunt had comforted him for a long time, afraid that he might lose confidence.

On his way home, all Li Zhiyan could think about was Aunt's stunning, radiant face.

From the first time he met Aunt, Li Zhiyan's heart couldn't stop racing for her; through everything they had been through, he now felt even more certain—there was no way he could live without Aunt in his life.

Clenching his fist, Li Zhiyan's grand aspirations grew even firmer in his mind.

When he arrived home, Aunt Zhao came out to greet him as usual, but today Aunt Zhao looked rather worried.

This made Li Zhiyan think about all sorts of possibilities—perhaps Shang Yunsheng and his son had come again today.

"Aunt, was it those two bastards bothering you again?"

"No, Xiao Yan."

"Go take a shower first; we'll talk afterward."

"Alright."

After washing up, Zhao Shumin also went to shower. Before long, she came back wearing her camisole nightgown, turned off the lights, and climbed into bed.

As far as this nightly routine went, Zhao Shumin was already quite accustomed to it.

"Xiao Yan, Aunt has to tell you something."

"My big brother and sister-in-law are actually living next door. Today, I spoke with my sister-in-law."

"What a coincidence!"

"Yes, my sister-in-law has been a victim of domestic abuse by my brother for years. When she goes out, she has to cover her head with a scarf and wrap herself tightly."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhiyan was taken aback.

"Aunt, is your hometown a minority ethnic group?"

"No."

"It's just that my brother is an absolute scumbag. Even now, Aunt goes out constantly on edge."

"When I was little, he and my father used to beat me too."

"If he finds out I'm here…"

As she spoke, Zhao Shumin clearly began recalling childhood traumas, and her body trembled slightly.

Feeling Aunt Zhao's fear, Li Zhiyan suddenly felt a pang of heartache. At this moment, Li Zhiyan had no other thoughts.

He held Zhao Shumin tightly and said, "Aunt, don't be scared. I'm here."

Li Zhiyan's simple words gave Zhao Shumin immense reassurance. Every time she had been in danger, Li Zhiyan had stepped forward to save her.

"Xiao Yan, Aunt is afraid that because of Aunt you might get hurt. Aunt wouldn't be able to live if that happened."

At this point, Zhao Shumin had lost all hope for the world—her son and future daughter-in-law schemed daily to bleed her dry, and suffered abuse from her own family.

Her ex-husband had been nothing but a beast; her family offered her no warmth or care. In a sense, Li Zhiyan had become her sole hope in this world.

"Aunt, don't worry about that too much."

Li Zhiyan said firmly, "How old are those guys now? They're nothing but old men—they can't hurt me."

Zhao Shumin thought about it—true, Xiao Yan was young and vigorous, with exceptional talent in every regard. It wouldn't be easy for anyone to bully him.

"I understand. You're worried that my big brother came here after being tipped off by Shang Shunsheng, that scumbag."

"Don't worry! Whatever happens, we're not afraid. Just live your life normally."

"There are cameras everywhere nowadays, and border processes are fast. Those old tricks of intimidation and violence can't scare people anymore—we won't tolerate it. We just call the police directly."

"Don't be so scared."

"Alright, Aunt understands."

Through everything recently, Zhao Shumin had also come to feel this way. Public safety these days really did offer a lot of reassurance.

If something felt off, she would report it right away.

"Good. By the way, Aunt Zhao, your big brother is really twisted, huh? How could he make your sister-in-law cover her face in this scorching weather?"

"Yeah, my brother and sister-in-law had an arranged marriage. Her father and mine were like two peas in a pod—both drunkards. My sister-in-law had been beaten since she was little."