Li Zhiyan had always been insulting Li Jinfeng.
Calling her a whore, lowly.
Towards his own enemies.
Li Zhiyan felt there was no need to hold back at all.
The most crucial part was.
Li Zhiyan sensed that Li Jinfeng actually liked this feeling.
"Tone it down a bit."
Li Jinfeng said once more, her voice now carrying a hint of plea.
In the days in front of Li Zhiyan, she truly had no dignity left.
Li Zhiyan didn't continue to make things difficult for Li Jinfeng.
He just quietly waited for the food to be served.
Soon, many delicious dishes were set on the table.
At this moment, Li Zhiyan was indeed a bit hungry.
"Aunt Jinfeng, it smells really good."
"Let's eat first."
Li Zhiyan dismissed the waiter and then locked the door.
He came to Li Jinfeng's side and gently patted her head.
"Aunt Jinfeng, your lowliness is not just talk."
Sitting down, Li Zhiyan took out the snacks he bought for Li Jinfeng earlier.
