After a little while, Shen Hongmei continued cooking.
At this moment, her cool and pretty face was filled with a beautiful blush, while Li Zhiyan stood beside her, looking at Aunt Shen in her Valentino dress.
Their height difference was particularly noticeable, creating a special aesthetic.
"My dear, it's really unfair to you."
Shen Hongmei also knew that the conditions were limited.
For Li Zhiyan, it indeed felt very unfair to him.
However, after all, Lai Feifei and He Yanrong were both outside.
And they hadn't closed the door.
"It's okay, Aunt Shen."
Li Zhiyan looked deeply at Shen Hongmei, memories of that day in Suzhou with her kept resurfacing in his mind.
That day was just like when he was on the beach with Aunt Rong, making it a day Li Zhiyan would never forget.
"Dear, turn over the trash can and hide it at the very bottom."
Their voices were very soft when Shen Hongmei spoke to Li Zhiyan; she still felt very guilty about this matter.
