Unexpectedly, Li Zhiyan was encountered here.
"Aunt Lai, I’ll go get you a bowl right now."
"Good Zaizai, Aunt rewards you!"
Saying this, Lai Feifei kissed Li Zhiyan lightly on the lips.
A gentle sensation spread through him, and Li Zhiyan turned and left.
But this scene stirred a wave of jealousy that He Yanrong couldn’t suppress deep inside.
This woman, how could she be so shameless?
After questioning herself on whether she liked Li Zhiyan,
He Yanrong felt her fondness for him growing more and more profound.
Besides, Liu Li’s words actually made sense. Since Xiao Yan liked mature women, even if she didn’t end up with him, he would likely end up with Lai Feifei or Shen Hongmei in the future.
And judging by Lai Feifei’s recent behavior—kissing Li Zhiyan as if it were nothing.
When this woman gets lonely, she might lose control and make a move on Li Zhiyan, and he probably wouldn’t be able to resist temptation.
By the time they booked a room, everything would be too late.
"Feifei, you’re always kissing Li Zhiyan. Do you like him or something?"
Even though she was a bit drunk, He Yanrong’s question made Lai Feifei feel deeply uneasy.
"What nonsense are you talking about? He’s my Zaizai!"
"Yeah, right. You keep saying you’re his mom, but you don’t have any actual relationship with him."
"Be honest, do you like Li Zhiyan?"
"Don’t talk nonsense. I don’t! Zaizai and I share nothing but pure mother-son affection!"
"Do you have feelings for my Zaizai? No way. He can only be with me!"
"I won’t let him date anyone!"
Lai Feifei’s words revealed overflowing jealousy. She’d always brushed it off as a joke, but today, seeing Li Zhiyan carrying He Yanrong back,
she couldn’t help feeling consumed by jealousy—a jealousy as surging as tidal waves.
This was why she clung to Li Zhiyan so boldly, kissing him repeatedly.
Lai Feifei’s possessiveness was undeniably strong!
Soon, Li Zhiyan returned with a bowl of ginger soup.
Lai Feifei walked up to him.
"Hmph, Zaizai, at least Mama didn’t raise you in vain."
With that, Lai Feifei hugged Li Zhiyan again and kissed him once more.
She glanced at He Yanrong, her eyes tinged with smugness.
This scene made He Yanrong feel even more miserable inside.
"Xiao Yan, come here."
Li Zhiyan sat down and noticed He Yanrong’s pale face. Only then did he realize how frail and delicate she truly was.
"You saved Aunt’s life today. Aunt really doesn’t even know how she should thank you."
Saying this, He Yanrong hugged Li Zhiyan tightly.
Li Zhiyan could clearly feel how warm and genuine her embrace was.
This gave him a feeling of overwhelming affection rising in his heart.
"Your Aunt Lai likes kissing you."
"Today Aunt will kiss you too."
With jealousy bubbling inside her, He Yanrong leaned in and kissed Li Zhiyan on the lips.
She suddenly felt as if she genuinely liked him.
Back by the river earlier, when Xiao Yan performed CPR on her,
it was already like they’d kissed. So now, it didn’t seem too wrong—why should Lai Feifei, that drunken tease, get to mess around with Xiao Yan, but not her?
She was determined to fight over him!
Moreover, an idea of dating Li Zhiyan bloomed within He Yanrong’s heart.
As long as she didn’t force Xiao Yan to take responsibility, staying with him until he found a girlfriend didn’t seem impossible!
Li Zhiyan never imagined—not even in his dreams—that He Yanrong would voluntarily kiss him on the lips.
As he began to speak, He Yanrong deepened the kiss, pressing her lips against his firmly.
With He Yanrong’s gentle, passionate kiss, her feelings became even clearer.
This scene was unmistakably witnessed by Lai Feifei, and at this moment, Lai Feifei was utterly mortified.
The last time she saw Shen Hongmei and Li Zhiyan at the bathroom door hadn’t hurt this much.
But as her feelings for Li Zhiyan deepened, certain things became harder for Lai Feifei to accept. The scene in front of her struck her jealousy like a C4 bomb explosion.
Unable to hold back, she shouted furiously, "He Yanrong, are you insane? What are you doing? Let go of Zaizai!"