Here is the translation:
As she spoke, her face grew even redder; it was clear the alcohol was taking its toll.
Seeing her like this, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel deeply concerned. Aunt Shen—was she really okay?
"Xiao Yan, you're so smart. You even know German history. Aunt truly admires you."
"If Qianqian didn't already have a boyfriend…"
"Aunt would definitely arrange for her to marry you."
"Aunt, you shouldn't repay kindness with ingratitude."
As they chatted, Shen Hongmei suddenly turned around and sat down on Li Zhiyan's lap.
She looked directly at Li Zhiyan's face.
As their gazes locked, Li Zhiyan could clearly sense the fire and desire in Shen Hongmei's cold, alluring eyes.
He knew Aunt Shen had drunk too much, and her true nature was being unleashed.
"Thirty is a wolf, forty is a tiger" — this saying had left a particularly vivid impression on him last time.
That night, for Li Zhiyan, was something he would never be able to forget.
