Shen Hongmei ignored Lai Feifei.
The drunk kept spouting nonsense, one sentence after another, without a pause.
Xiao Yan wouldn't do something so disgusting.
"Alright then..."
Shen Hongmei didn't think too much about it either.
Li Zhiyan took the Valentino heels. There was still a faint warmth from Shen Hongmei on them.
Afterward, the two of them helped the intoxicated Lai Feifei back home.
At first, he was a bit unfamiliar with the process of helping Aunt Lai back to her room.
But now he was very accustomed to it.
At this moment, Lai Feifei was extremely tired. She always went to bed early.
However, her mouth still hadn't stopped.
"Xiao Yan darling, we're home! Come over to Auntie's side."
"Hongmei, leave!"
"Xiao Yan darling, don't go! Auntie will treat you to some midnight snacks, feed you something tasty..."
As she mumbled, Lai Feifei drifted off to sleep.
...
On the way back, Li Zhiyan asked, "Aunt Shen, do you think we have fate?"
"We do..."
