0022 Century Imperial Palace

The scene before him made Li Zhiyan swallow hard. He couldn't fathom how this shrew possessed absolutely no excess fat. Most women with a full bust rely on fat deposits to maintain their curves; once they lose weight, their figures inevitably shrink. Such women usually carry a significant amount of flab around their midsection. Yet, Li Zhiyan could never have dreamed that Zhao Shumin, a woman with such a sharp tongue, would have no trace of fat on her body at all.

However, as the sound of the T-shirt tearing echoed, Li Zhiyan’s heart began to cool. After all, she was a woman in her forties and his elder; perhaps he had gone too far. Once the shirt was ripped, his anger dissipated significantly. The T-shirt looked incredibly worn, as if it had been washed countless times. After tearing it, Li Zhiyan even discovered a patch sewn into the fabric to mend a hole. On this mended T-shirt, not a single stitch was visible from the outside—the needlework was truly remarkable.

Li Zhiyan, who had intended to tear more to vent his frustration, caught a glimpse of Zhao Shumin’s eyes and felt a pang of reluctance. Deep down, Li Zhiyan was, after all, a kind-hearted person of flesh and blood. He sat down and picked up his chopsticks; he was genuinely hungry now.

"Can you delete the video?"
"Yes."
Hearing Li Zhiyan’s agreement, Zhao Shumin let out a long sigh of relief. She had worked hard and saved money for so many years just to ensure her son could settle down. If Shang Shunsheng were to lose his job, the consequences would be catastrophic.

"You eat first. I'm going to go change my clothes."
Zhao Shumin picked up the strips of fabric from the floor, glanced at the shredded T-shirt Li Zhiyan had tossed into the trash bin, picked that up as well, and left the room.

Back in her own room, Zhao Shumin placed Li Zhiyan’s T-shirt and the fabric strips she had torn off the night before into a basket. She then changed into a very dowdy button-down plaid shirt, though even this drab attire could not hide her natural beauty. Ten minutes later, Zhao Shumin arrived at Li Zhiyan’s door and knocked.

"Come in."
Li Zhiyan found that Zhao Shumin’s cooking was truly excellent, good enough to open a restaurant.

"Li Zhiyan, can you delete that video now..."
"I can."
Li Zhiyan didn't want to drag this matter out any further, as even calling the police wouldn't cause any real fallout for Shang Shunsheng. Besides, he had seen the snowy vista earlier and witnessed Zhao Shumin’s stunning figure; he considered this a massive win. He opened his phone’s photo album and deleted the video.

Zhao Shumin continued, "Go into the trash folder and clear it out as well. And, can you let me see your chat history?"
Li Zhiyan hadn't expected this woman to be so meticulous.
"Don't worry, I keep my word. I only sent it to a burner account."
After deleting the logs from both QQ accounts and emptying the trash bin, Zhao Shumin finally felt completely at ease.

"Li Zhiyan, thank you."
Once Li Zhiyan had deleted all the evidence, Zhao Shumin’s gaze suddenly turned sharp. At that moment, because her bust was so impressively large, a button popped off her shirt from the sheer pressure as she bent over to collect the bowls and chopsticks Li Zhiyan had used. Li Zhiyan caught a glimpse of the bottomless, terrifying cleavage. Zhao Shumin hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

"What are you looking at? Go home and look at your mother! Keeping women's stockings in your room—you're a little pervert! You'll be thrown in jail sooner or later!"
Li Zhiyan: "..."
This shrew’s ability to change her demeanor was truly absurd. After Zhao Shumin left the room, Li Zhiyan muttered indignantly, "What an absolute shrew."

"I should have torn it a few more times to vent!"
"Still, it's just so exaggerated... It clearly moves when she walks."
With a mixture of profound awe, Li Zhiyan subconsciously let his thoughts wander before forcibly reeling them back in. He returned to studying online. Since he possessed a photographic memory, learning more wasn't taxing, and in this society, knowledge was always beneficial.

At 8:40 PM, a call came in from the "drunkard."
"Hello, little Yan-bao!"
"Auntie Lai."
Listening to Lai Feifei’s voice, Li Zhiyan knew she was drunk again.
"Auntie is waiting for you on Baoming Road. Scan a 'Ha-jie' and come over."
"Auntie Lai, you're drunk. There's no such thing as a 'Ha-jie'."
"I don't care, it's a 'Ha-jie'. Just hurry up and get here."
Li Zhiyan: "..."

...

When Li Zhiyan saw the drunkard again, Lai Feifei was sitting on a shared electric scooter waiting for him.
"Little Yan-bao, over here!"
Wearing black silk stockings and high heels, Lai Feifei waved at Li Zhiyan to approach. Once he reached her, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but remark, "Auntie Lai, your Maybach and Xiaomi SU7 at home are really going to waste. They could probably sit there for ten years without needing a first service."
"Then you should get your driver's license and be my chauffeur."
She patted Li Zhiyan’s shoulder, her face flushed with a smile as she asked, "Little Yan, want a late-night snack?"
"Auntie, I don't want to eat."
Li Zhiyan: "..."
"Every time I offer you a snack, you go quiet. I didn't realize you were so loyal to that 'big vehicle' Shen Hongmei."
"Let's go, let's get a foot massage. Come with Auntie; I'll introduce you to a boss lady today."

Following behind Lai Feifei, Li Zhiyan was genuinely worried she might fall. But to his surprise, Lai Feifei clearly seemed accustomed to this state, as she rode the scooter and walked with remarkable steadiness. How could this woman’s liver be so resilient? She drank every day, yet she still smelled so fragrant!

"We're here! It's the Century Palace right ahead!"
In front of them was a beautifully decorated foot massage parlor.
"Auntie loves coming here for foot massages. You should accompany me whenever you're free in the future."
"Hongmei, we're here!"
Stopping at the entrance, Lai Feifei waved at Shen Hongmei, who was sitting in an Audi nearby. Li Zhiyan hadn't expected Shen Hongmei to be there as well.

"Feifei, why did you bring Li Zhiyan along?"
"Isn't it good to bring your little lover along?"
"It's fine. If you want a snack later, I'll just close my eyes, and it won't be a problem!"
"You shameless hussy!"
After stepping out of the car, Shen Hongmei reached out to pinch Lai Feifei’s waist, but Lai Feifei dodged her nimbly.
"Help! Molestation! A lesbian is molesting me! Rongrong, come save me!"

A man who had just arrived at the entrance caught sight of Shen Hongmei and Lai Feifei and couldn't help but swallow hard. The quality of the technicians here seemed to get worse every year. Although these two women were middle-aged, their looks and figures were simply perfect. They were worth paying extra for! Since they were so beautiful standing in front of the Century Palace, they must be technicians.
"Beauties, what are your service numbers? I'll request you for a session in a bit."
"Get lost, I'm your mother!"

Shen Hongmei, already suffering from menstrual cramps, finally lost her patience and unleashed a torrent of insults at the man.
"Haha..." Lai Feifei covered her mouth and giggled. "Then I'm your second aunt."
Seeing Shen Hongmei, who was a full 1.9 meters tall in her high heels, glaring at him with such fury, the man realized his mistake, hurriedly apologized, and scurried inside.

A moment later, a woman about 170cm tall emerged, wearing heavy makeup and a provocative qipao. Most people couldn't pull off such heavy makeup; only truly unattractive women usually resorted to it, but for a woman with such seductive, bewitching looks, it fit perfectly. This was the first time Li Zhiyan had a concrete understanding of what it meant to look "seductive," and his first impression of this woman was that he wanted to...

Shen Hongmei looked like a cold, sophisticated "imperial sister" type. The drunkard had the air of a glamorous young married woman. The shrew had the style of a pure, mature woman. But this woman was pure seduction; one look, and Li Zhiyan felt she was a hussy. Furthermore, she carried a heavy aura of the "red dust," with faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Yet, these lines made Li Zhiyan feel an uncontrollable sense of affection. She possessed a pair of "peach blossom" eyes that didn't need to conjure emotion to look deeply affectionate. Under her qipao, her black silk-clad legs and an E-cup bust—similar to Shen Hongmei’s—really hit the mark for Li Zhiyan’s aesthetic.

"Feifei, Hongmei, you're here. Why did you bring a handsome young man today?"
Lai Feifei took Li Zhiyan’s hand and introduced him: "This is Li Zhiyan, Hongmei’s man! Look, hasn't Hongmei developed even more? It’s because she eats every day that she’s grown so much."
Shen Hongmei’s cold, sophisticated face flushed red; this woman was truly out of her mind.

"Is that for real..."
"Hongmei, have you had an IUD inserted? I know a gynecologist who can give you the best one."
Li Zhiyan found it hard to keep up; the circle of mature women was truly completely different from the circles of ordinary young people!
"Little Yan-bao, this is He Yanrong. You can call her Auntie He. Her son is your classmate. She’s also the third aunt of that idiot from earlier. Since you’re classmates with Qianqian, you must know Liu Jinxin, right? Liu Jinxin and Qianqian are dating now."

Li Zhiyan looked at He Yanrong and couldn't help but recall the intelligence he had received about her "not having been weaned yet."
"So you're Jinxin's classmate. Let's go, let's go get our feet washed."
Once they were inside the Century Palace, a technician stepped out of a private room.
"Mom."
Several other technicians called He Yanrong "Mom."

"Hongmei, I heard you’re looking for a German translator recently?"
"Yes... but there are too few people who know niche languages these days, and I’m only offering a part-time position. I heard you have a German technician in your shop. Why don’t you ask if she’s interested?"
Lai Feifei pinched Li Zhiyan’s cheek and said, "Little Yan-bao, do you like 'big foreign horses'?"
Seeing Li Zhiyan’s confused expression, Lai Feifei added, "Auntie will educate you. 'Big foreign horses' are foreign breeds of horses. Importing them into the country is very difficult; they correspond to our 'blood-sweating horses.' Similarly, when you go to an equestrian club to practice, it costs five hundred yuan to rent a local horse to gallop around the arena, but if you want to rent a 'big foreign horse,' the price might be several times higher. However, those who aren't skilled at horsemanship can't manage a 'big foreign horse.' After all, reaching the harbor isn't that easy."
"Hongmei, have you taken Little Yan-bao to an equestrian club to practice?"
The drunkard’s face was filled with curiosity.
Li Zhiyan: "..."