After saving milfs, they all want to own me

Aunt couldn't possibly treat him the same as before, and this Maybach should also be driven back into Aunt's garage.

...

He Yanrong listened to Lai Feifei's delicate and sweet voice, and couldn't help feeling very envious.

She could act coy too, but never to the extreme sweetness of that crazy woman.

If she let herself go, maybe she could pull it off, but He Yanrong always felt deep down that Li Zhiyan was a junior, just a kid, and she couldn't bring herself to do it.

In this aspect, it seemed the drunkard had the upper hand—Lai Feifei really had that air like she didn't care about anything.

Half an hour later, Li Zhiyan arrived at the door.

When Lai Feifei opened the door, she directed Li Zhiyan to drive the Maybach into her garage.

As soon as he got out of the car, Lai Feifei wasted no time, throwing herself onto Li Zhiyan in a signature Lai-style clinging embrace.

Then, hugging him tightly, she began kissing him passionately. He Yanrong, sitting in the living room, really wanted to rush over and separate the two of them.

But she knew clearly that she had already decided to distance herself from Li Zhiyan, so whatever happened between the two was no longer her business.

Luckily, Lai Feifei didn't kiss Li Zhiyan for too long before pulling away.

"Zaizai, carry me inside!"

Feeling the rush of Li Zhiyan's boiling blood, Lai Feifei really wanted to get intimate with him, but with He Yanrong here—

She knew she had to restrain herself.

Carried by Li Zhiyan in her clinging embrace, Lai Feifei entered the house, and happily said, "Zaizai, wait for me here. Aunt's going to change clothes!"

After Lai Feifei went upstairs, Li Zhiyan looked at Aunt Rong's alluring face and felt an uncontrollable itch in his heart.

"Aunt Rong."

Feeling the anticipation in Li Zhiyan's gaze—even though he didn't say it outright—He Yanrong still knew what was going through his mind.

Feeling both flustered and irritated, He Yanrong firmly said, "Sweetheart."

"We can't do anything inappropriate anymore. If you keep this up, Aunt will really get angry."

This time, Li Zhiyan could tell Aunt Rong had made up her mind. If he pushed further, Aunt Rong might actually turn hostile.

Li Zhiyan wasn't willing to take such a risk. After all, he had his information network and plenty of opportunities ahead.

"I understand, Aunt."

Afterward, Li Zhiyan started chatting with He Yanrong about something else, feeling both relieved and disappointed at the same time.

Deep down, though, He Yanrong couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of loss.

Her emotions were a swirling mess of contradictions.

It wasn't until Lai Feifei came downstairs that their conversation finally came to an end.

"Zaizai, let's go on a date!"

Remembering what Li Zhiyan said that morning, Aunt intentionally swapped out her bare legs for black stockings and high heels.

Paired with a white blouse and a pencil skirt, she exuded both mature charm and youthful energy.

Thinking about what had happened earlier in the reception room, excitement surged through Li Zhiyan at an intensity of twenty-five percent.

"Zaizai, today let's take your Aunt Rong's Mini and head out!"

Lai Feifei was plotting in her mind, hoping that buying a car would give her more opportunities to be alone with Li Zhiyan.

"Mm, okay."

...

Li Zhiyan drove, while Lai Feifei and He Yanrong squeezed into the back seat. In this tiny little car, the three of them really looked incredibly cramped.

He Yanrong kept feeling like Lai Feifei was up to some sneaky scheme.

"Zaizai, head straight ahead!"

Under Lai Feifei's direction, the three of them went to a restaurant, ordered some cold drinks, and spent a little over a hundred yuan.

After finishing their drinks, Lai Feifei directed Li Zhiyan to drive to a car dealership.

"Zaizai, stop right here."

When Li Zhiyan parked the car, he was a bit confused. Why did Aunt bring him here?

At the Mercedes 4S dealership, the salesperson who had previously gifted Li Zhiyan two cars rushed out, eager to grab him as a customer.

The distance between the BMW and Mercedes dealerships was so close that whoever grabbed the client first might secure a sale.

When he got closer, though, he froze in confusion.

This kid—wasn't he the one who'd received an Audi from one rich woman and a Mercedes E-Class from another?

This woman, isn't she the one who gave him the A6? As for He Yanrong and Shen Hongmei, he could never forget them in his lifetime!

He'd even been dreaming recently about a rich woman gifting him a Bentley.

"Ma'am, you're here to…"

"I want to buy a BMW for my Zaizai."

As she spoke, Lai Feifei kissed Li Zhiyan on the lips.

The salesperson began trembling uncontrollably.

"Aunt, I really can't accept it! Aunt Rong and Aunt already gave me gifts!"

"What they gave is what they gave. What Aunt gives is what Aunt gives!"

"You have to accept it, Zaizai!"