"When you're eating with the aunties, just focus on eating your meal. You don't need to worry about anything else."
He Yanrong chimed in, "That's right. From now on, when you go out to eat with us, don't you dare take out your wallet again. It's not easy being on your own in Shanghai."
"Exactly, Zaizai, your mom has money. How could we let you pay?"
"In the future, my Maybach and villa will be yours to inherit."
"Come home with Mom, and tonight, I'll feed you."
Listening to Aunt Dragon Fruit's words, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel a little itch deep inside — a kind of itch that came from the depths of his soul.
But Aunt Lai was really good at spinning fantasies.
She had her own biological son. How could she possibly leave her inheritance to him? These were just words to listen to and not take seriously. Aunt Lai had talked about feeding him countless times but had never followed through.
Still, the concern of the three wealthy aunties warmed Li Zhiyan's heart deeply.
