Isn't this fate bringing me together with Aunt Shen?

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Gazing at the stunning mature woman before him, exuding the charm of a sophisticated young mother, Li Zhiyan felt a surge of boldness rise within him—an impulse that whispered, “Then I won’t hold back.” Though Aunt Lai stood only about 160 centimeters tall, she was undeniably a rare and exquisite beauty of the highest order. Her child would never go hungry, though one could imagine that as a child, the meals might have tasted faintly of wine.

Yet Li Zhiyan could tell that Feifei Lai was not a woman who gave herself lightly. Last night, although she had been teasing him relentlessly, her touch had always maintained a respectful distance. If he had dared to take advantage, he might have lost any chance of seeing Aunt Lai again. According to Hongmei Shen, even when intoxicated, she was never like that.

“Aunt Lai, don’t say such things... let’s just get to the interview,” Li Zhiyan urged.

Feifei Lai pulled out the keys to a Mercedes. “Let’s go.”

“Xiaoyanbao, do you look down on Aunt Lai because she isn’t as well-off as your Aunt Shen? Otherwise, why would you only let her feed you and not me?”

Li Zhiyan was momentarily speechless. He felt a pang of guilt; no one could have possibly known about what happened the night before last, yet Feifei Lai kept alluding to it, making him wonder if she somehow did. But Aunt Shen was clearly not the type to betray confidences.

They descended to the underground garage, where Feifei Lai unlocked a brand-new Maybach S480 purchased this year. Parked nearby was also a high-end Xiaomi SU7.

“Xiaoyanbao, can you drive?” she asked.

“I... I don’t have a license yet.”

“Then we’ll take a taxi.”

Li Zhiyan was baffled. Why did this drunkard buy cars if there was no nanny or driver at home? The mileage might not even reach three digits in ten years.

“Alright, Aunt Lai, I’m counting on you today.”

He grabbed Feifei Lai’s arm, and they went outside to hail a cab. On the way, Li Zhiyan found a crisp one-hundred-yuan bill on the ground.

“No way...” he exclaimed.

“Aunt Lai, your luck is unbelievable! You’re like a lucky charm—finding money on the street. I’ve only had that happen twice in my life; this is the second time!” Li Zhiyan marveled. Some people simply had fortune on their side, like He Bei, a 38-year-old man who had given up on life but ended up receiving an eighty-million yuan compensation from a redevelopment.

By contrast, the prodigy Zhang Xinyang, whose ancestors were said to have brought prosperity three times, had his luck snuffed out by his eccentric parents each time. Aunt Lai was clearly the lucky type; everything she touched turned to gold.

“You’re just lucky, Aunt Lai. Otherwise, how could you have become a wealthy woman?”

“So, how about it? Want Auntie to support you?”

“From now on, you can touch Auntie’s beautiful legs however you want.”

“You can nibble on Auntie’s lips as much as you like.”

Li Zhiyan was speechless. Talking to Feifei Lai always made him feel an unusual excitement—she was undeniably beautiful, and her black silk-clad legs perfectly matched his aesthetic. But if he took it seriously, he’d only be a fool.

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Arriving at the building housing Changlong Group, Li Zhiyan looked up at the sign for the 789th floor. He began to understand the perks of being involved with a wealthy woman. Normally, without a prestigious degree, one wouldn’t even receive an interview invitation for such a major company. But thanks to Feifei Lai’s connections, he was able to step into a publicly traded corporation’s doors.

“Xiaoyan, this is the Changlong Group branch office,” Feifei explained. “The headquarters has its own skyscraper. The shareholders here have impressive backgrounds.”

“There’s a retired boss from a state-owned enterprise.”

“People who retired from government institutions.”

“And some capitalists who have been famous in Metropolis for a long time.”

“Currently, Changlong Group employs over twenty thousand people nationwide. Once you’re in, your future is bright.”

“If it weren’t for your Aunt Shen’s favor, you wouldn’t have this opportunity.”

Li Zhiyan’s understanding of Changlong Group deepened. On the eighth floor, Feifei told him to wait in the lobby while she took his ID to the HR department.

Li Zhiyan wandered around the grand hall, admiring the luxurious decor. He recalled the shoddy small companies where he had gone for previous interviews, some even housed in residential buildings, making him suspect they were pyramid schemes.

Soon, Feifei returned with an employment contract and work ID.

“All done!”

“Yes, connections make everything possible. Xiaoyanbao, you’ll learn in time.”

Under Feifei’s guidance, Li Zhiyan quickly completed the paperwork and became part of the sales department at Changlong Group. She then accompanied him through the onboarding process.

As she sobered, Feifei’s flirtatious remarks ceased, and she embodied the true aura of a wealthy lady. Her address changed from “Xiaoyanbao” to “Li Zhiyan.” Li Zhiyan thought she was cuter when she was a little tipsy.

After Feifei left, team leader Zhang Qiu took Li Zhiyan through the business. The job wasn’t deskbound; it involved traveling all over Metropolis to develop new downstream clients and become a supplier to supermarket owners.

At five in the afternoon, Li Zhiyan left the company. He cherished his first job deeply. Although he had a “golden finger,” and a bright future awaited, he was still eager for the great opportunities ahead at Changlong Group.

That night, he ordered takeout and continued studying foreign languages and various obscure subjects. With his photographic memory, learning was effortless. He believed that knowing more would be useful no matter what he did in the future.

At midnight, he eagerly refreshed his information feed.

“Liu Jinxin will join as your colleague this afternoon, thanks to his mother’s influence.”

“Upon learning you’re his colleague, he will spread rumors among coworkers that you are his girlfriend’s sycophant, trying to embarrass you in front of female colleagues.”

The first piece of news left Li Zhiyan feeling uneasy. He had disliked this effeminate classmate for three years; now they would be colleagues? And Liu Jinxin remained as obnoxious as ever. He also wondered what Liu’s mother did for a living.

“Scratch this lottery ticket at the store to win 4,000 yuan.”

The next notification of a 5,000 yuan prize thrilled Li Zhiyan, who loved instant cash rewards.

“Tonight, when you order takeout, Shang Shunsheng plans to secretly add some curly hair to your food.”

“Liu Jinxin’s 17-year-old sister still drinks breast milk, so Liu’s mother hasn’t weaned her.”

“At 10:30 a.m., a troubled Hongmei Shen will take a walk in Baicao Garden, where a man will follow her from behind. Though he means no harm, it will make her feel unsafe.”

Li Zhiyan considered the last three messages carefully before focusing on the final one.

“Aunt Shen will visit Baicao Garden in the morning...”

He knew Baicao Garden was a wetland park with pleasant weather and scenery—a perfect place to visit. Could he see Aunt Shen again?

Remembering what Hongmei Shen had said about fate, he realized that fate required one to take the initiative. Thinking of Aunt Shen’s pristine, long legs standing 1.83 meters tall, his heart warmed. He opened the drawer and glanced at the stockings holding memories of him and Aunt Shen. Then he went to bed, falling asleep instantly.

The next day, Li Zhiyan went to work after opening the company and immediately set out on “business.” The internship lasted three months, allowing freedom to do as he pleased, but failure to meet sales targets in the first month meant dismissal.

It was only the first day, so Li Zhiyan was in no rush. His priority was to find Aunt Shen.

Before heading to Baicao Garden, he withdrew his 4,000 yuan savings. Each lottery store for his intelligence updates was in a different location, so he alternated places to avoid attention.

After redeeming the lottery, his card balance rose to 8,700 yuan, which made him feel more confident. Men need money to stand tall; he dared not imagine how confident he’d be with millions or even tens of millions.

To him, the lottery store was a cash machine. He thought about Xu Qianqian, a wretched woman who saw him as a cash machine, always making him pay the bill with a pitiful attitude. He despised being treated like a fool.

Leaving the lottery store, Li Zhiyan headed straight to Baicao Garden. After paying 30 yuan for admission, he strolled through the park.

At 10:25 a.m., he saw Aunt Shen enter the park, her height reaching 190 centimeters thanks to high heels. Her long, silky legs set his heart aflame.

He truly liked Hongmei Shen and longed to hold her close and cherish her. Was this not fate bringing them together?