After saving milfs, they all want to own me

If only those glamorous legs of a socialite, clearly belonging to a higher class, could be held close and their soft touch truly experienced...

Just thinking about it made Li Zhiyan's heart restless. The Chairman's Wife was undoubtedly the most elegant and dignified woman among all the aunts he had ever known.

Unfortunately, Li Zhiyan was also aware that, in the not-so-distant future, she might be the one to fire him.

Still, Li Zhiyan didn't dwell on it too much. After all, his current life was already quite good. He decided to take things one step at a time.

At 10:30, Aunt Zhao walked in. After removing the constraining garment hiding her figure, Aunt Zhao went to shower.

When she returned wearing a very revealing camisole, the first thing she did was turn off the lights.

"Aunt, why do you always turn off the lights?"

"Aunt feels embarrassed…"

Zhao Shumin felt a sense of shame deep down. Sharing the same bed every night with a young man who was more than twenty years younger gave her a mix of emotions that she couldn't shake.

"Aunt, come here quickly."

Once Zhao Shumin got into bed, Li Zhiyan couldn't wait to fall into Aunt Zhao's arms and listen to her heartbeat.

His heart felt utterly content. Just over a month ago, he had been enduring lonely and desolate days by himself. But now, every night, he could hold onto the warm, soft body of Aunt Zhao as he fell asleep.

This life felt intoxicating.

"Xiao Yan, you're always like a little boy."

Zhao Shumin caressed Li Zhiyan's head as she spoke.

"Aunt..."

Li Zhiyan turned over, gently pressed himself against Zhao Shumin, and kissed her lips.

"You naughty child, always bullying Aunt..."

Responding to Li Zhiyan, their kiss grew fiery and lingering.

...

It was much later before Zhao Shumin finally rinsed her mouth and laid down at ease.

"Xiao Yan, promise me you'll behave now."

"Alright, Aunt, I understand."

"Xiao Yan, the day after tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival. Are you going back to your hometown?"

As she spoke, Zhao Shumin felt a bit melancholic. From now on, she would no longer have family beside her.

"I'm not going back this year."

"Alright, then come home to eat lunch. Aunt will make you something tasty."

She knew Li Zhiyan was usually very busy and might not be free in the evenings, so she carefully arranged for lunch, ensuring he would likely be able to come home.

"Alright, Aunt Zhao, I'll definitely come home at noon."

"That's good..."

Zhao Shumin stroked Li Zhiyan's face tenderly, feeling a deep sense of peace. Thankfully, this holiday she had Li Zhiyan to accompany her.

Soon after, the weary Zhao Shumin fell asleep in Li Zhiyan's embrace.

Holding Aunt Zhao's warm and pleasantly soft body, Li Zhiyan listened to her gentle breathing, waiting for midnight to arrive.

Soon, midnight came, and the intelligence refreshed right on time.

The first piece of information was yet another ten-thousand-yuan wild bonus; Li Zhiyan realized this was becoming a regular occurrence.

Ten thousand yuan, unwavering day after day.

"He Tingting saw you kissing Zhao Shumin, which kept her tossing and turning, consumed by loneliness."

Li Zhiyan thought back to their kiss in the living room earlier. Although they had avoided the surveillance cameras and found a blind spot for their intimacy...

This moment was likely witnessed by He Tingting.

'Turns out the saying about women in their thirties being like wolves and in their forties like tigers is painfully accurate. Women this age truly can't escape loneliness.'

"Jin Mengyu, Liu Yichen, and Liu Jinxin are planning to cause trouble for you today."

This piece of intelligence wasn't surprising to Li Zhiyan. These three had grown as inseparable as thieves and were bound to stir something up.

Jin Mengyu likely thought that by leveraging his mother's position, he could bully Li Zhiyan at will. But Li Zhiyan wasn't one to take things lying down.

Even if Jin Mengyu was the Chairman's Wife's son, it made no difference.

The other pieces of intelligence didn't hold much significance. After glancing through them briefly, Li Zhiyan held Aunt Zhao tightly and drifted into a deep sleep.

...

At the same time, Liu Xiaoxiao, who had just finished eating, began pestering He Yanrong to let her sleep together with her.

"Mom, you've been acting so normal lately. Tell me, isn't there someone out there trying to steal my mother's love?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, silly girl."

He Yanrong felt a pang of guilt; her daughter's guesses were eerily close to the truth.

"Still, I know for sure someone's trying to take my mother's love. I dare them to show their face—if I catch them, I'll fight them to the bitter end!"

Liu Xiaoxiao declared, baring her teeth and claws.

"Alright, silly child, just go to sleep."

After tucking her daughter into bed, He Yanrong couldn't help but think back to the sneaky way Lai Feifei and Li Zhiyan had tiptoed back into the house earlier.

They likely hadn't been gone for long. Thinking about the increasingly close relationship between Li Zhiyan and Lai Feifei...

He Yanrong's heart grew heavy with sorrow. And yet, she had no valid reason to intervene.

Ultimately, who would Xiao Yan choose? At that moment, He Yanrong's mind was consumed by thoughts of Li Zhiyan.

Torn with inner turmoil, it took her a long time to fall asleep.

...

The next day, as Li Zhiyan woke up and washed up, he couldn't help but marvel at how quickly time was passing.

Today marked the fourth day of his time with Aunt, and the romance was already halfway through its course.

Yet he still felt as if things had only just begun, his mind drifting back once again to the events at the cinema with Aunt.

After freshening up, Aunt Zhao, as always, had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for him.

"Xiao Yan, hurry up and eat."

"Alright, Aunt. I remember about tomorrow afternoon—I'll definitely come home for lunch."