After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 222 - 107 Aunt Rong’s second time cooking at the company; the right to check the shop’s earnings at any time!_2

Chapter 222: 107 Aunt Rong’s second time cooking at the company; the right to check the shop’s earnings at any time!_2

"There’s no way around it—I have to get her drunk. She’s been staring at me and my baby the whole time."

"It’s obvious that both Feifei and Shen Hongmei like the baby."

When He Yanrong mentioned Li Zhiyan, her alluring almond-shaped eyes softened with tenderness.

"But they don’t really stand a chance anymore. You’re already with that boy."

"Not necessarily. Today, Xiao Yan didn’t directly promise me anything..."

"I just suggested being his temporary girlfriend, for seven days."

"After seven days, he can decide for himself whether to be with me or not."

Liu Li furrowed her brows slightly.

"Rongrong, I feel like you’re cheapening yourself by doing this."

"Eh... cheap or not, I don’t care. When it comes to someone you really like, you have to take the initiative. Look at Shen Hongmei—she clearly likes Li Zhiyan but keeps holding back."

"After I confessed to the baby, even she couldn’t hold herself back and confessed too."

"But by then, it was too late! She completely lost her shot."

"In the end, she gained nothing! Whether it’s worth it or not doesn’t matter."

"As long as I can be with Xiao Yan, that would make my heart happy."

Liu Li remarked emotionally, "You’re so straightforward."

"Of course!"

Picking up a pigeon leg, He Yanrong began nibbling on it in small bites.

"Anyway, I’m confident. I can keep Xiao Yan by my side, with me."

"In two days, I’ll give him a gift first."

"What kind of gift?"

Liu Li was curious.

"An Audi A6."

"Seriously?!"

"Are you crazy? Even though the price has dropped, an Audi A6 is still nearly 400,000."

"Even your own son hasn’t driven one yet."

"That’s because I’m teaching Xiao Xin some life lessons. A boy has to endure some hardship to learn about managing finances."

"Haven’t I already set aside 5 million for him? That’ll cover his future house, luxury car, and wedding."

"When he marries Xu Qianqian, all that money is his."

"But I can’t shortchange my baby either."

"He’s 20 now. It’s about time he drove an Audi."

"You hopeless romantic—there’s no saving you! Flirtatious woman!"

Liu Li couldn’t help but exclaim.

He Yanrong’s charming face was adorned with a gentle smile. She paid no mind to what Liu Li said. All she cared about was being with Li Zhiyan. That would be enough for her.

...

After taking a shower, Li Zhiyan jumped straight onto his bed.

He pulled back the covers, slipped under them, and wrapped his arms around Aunt Zhao’s waist in one smooth motion.

"Aunt Zhao, you smell so good."

Pressing himself against Zhao Shumin, he deeply inhaled her scent. His legs entwined with hers.

"You can’t go a single day without Auntie sleeping with you, can you?"

"But this week, you have to behave, understand?"

"Auntie can’t keep indulging your nonsense."

Sometimes, Zhao Shumin felt a pang of recklessness. If she could ignore everything—her responsibilities, her inhibitions—she’d spend her days livestreaming her sewing and shipping orders, and her nights losing herself in abandon with Xiao Yan.

Such a life, though indulgent and blissful, would spiral into emotional freefall. After all, Xiao Yan was a true man in every sense.

Yet Zhao Shumin wasn’t like He Yanrong, whose romantic obsessions bordered on the extreme. She had always maintained a clear head, knowing that her relationship with Li Zhiyan would never be long-lasting.

The day would come when her heart would ache with that truth.

"Mm, Auntie, then let’s kiss."

"Stop touching me, Xiao Yan. Mm... naughty..."

Zhao Shumin and Li Zhiyan kissed deeply. Li Zhiyan’s hand gently caressed the back of her head.

Aunt Zhao had thick, fragrant hair, and her soft, tender presence drew Li Zhiyan further under her spell.

After kissing for more than ten minutes, Li Zhiyan finally pulled Zhao Shumin into his embrace.

"Aunt Zhao."

"How many garments have you made?"

"I shipped out the second one this afternoon."

"Now I’m working on the third one. I also received quite a few gifts today—they totaled over 400 yuan. Adding that up, it’s almost the same as what I earn from making clothes."

Zhao Shumin felt astonished. She had never realized before how easy it could be to make money.

The pace of earning income online far outpaced any traditional methods.

"Now Auntie has more than 20,000 followers. There will surely be more buyers in the future."

"Xiao Yan, once you find a girlfriend, Auntie will buy you a car."

"What kind of car will Auntie buy me?"

Li Zhiyan didn’t take it seriously. He couldn’t possibly accept, knowing how hard Aunt Zhao worked to save every penny. That 800,000 yuan was her hard-earned savings, and taking advantage of her would be utterly despicable. novelbuddy.cσ๓

"A Maybach..."

"Auntie can’t afford it. The landlord’s Maybach parked downstairs? Auntie will never even dream of it."

Speaking of that Maybach, Li Zhiyan had once asked Aunt Lai to drive it back. After all, now that Aunt Lai and Lai Tianming had openly fallen out with each other, pretending to be poor didn’t seem necessary anymore.

"But Auntie can buy you a BMW. You know the saying, ’Better to cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle’?"

"Auntie wants to get you a BMW."

"Aunt Zhao..."

Li Zhiyan hugged Zhao Shumin tighter, as if trying to merge into her. Zhao Auntie didn’t have ulterior motives—he truly held a significant place in her heart.

"What is it, Xiao Yan?"

"Aunt Zhao, I’m not interested in a BMW. I’m only interested in you."

"Let’s be together. From now on, you’ll be my girlfriend. Wouldn’t it be wonderful for the two of us to live together at home?"

As he spoke, Li Zhiyan kissed Zhao Shumin’s smooth cheek, his hand sliding to rest on her firm curves.