86: Rental house, Aunt Fang wears stockings! [650 plus]

Because their relationship was completely different from before, Li Zhiyan did not avoid Aunt Fang at all.

"Aunt Fang, then we'll do as we discussed before."

Looking at Fang Zhiya in front of him, wearing high heels and revealing her smooth, beautiful legs, Li Zhiyan said softly.

As he spoke, he gently placed his hand on Aunt Fang's beautiful leg.

Aunt Fang's legs were indeed too beautiful.

"Mmm..."

Although Fang Zhiya felt shy, she had promised Li Zhiyan, and there was no way she would go back on her word.

"Aunt Fang, please sit over there. I'll stand, it's perfect."

Fang Zhiya still nodded gently.

Then, she fulfilled her promise.

...

After Li Zhiyan left, Fang Zhiya's heart was still pounding, unable to calm down.

She had actually completely fulfilled the agreement, and her chin still felt a little hot. How embarrassing!

She was truly a shameless woman, entangled with Li Zhiyan, an 18-year-old boy.

They had been constantly together recently, and their relationship was becoming increasingly unspeakable.

If she hadn't divorced, she really wouldn't know how to face her husband.

"Li Zhiyan..."

"Auntie really loves you more and more."

Suddenly, Fang Zhiya thought of her son. Her son was truly a complete beast. She could never forget how he had lied to her.

"Don't think about it so much."

Lying on the sleeping mat, looking at the high heels on her feet, Fang Zhiya felt that many aspects of herself she had never dared to imagine were being continuously unearthed by Li Zhiyan.

For example, today she wore a short skirt and high heels to help Li Zhiyan.

She would never have dared to imagine such a thing before.

"What else will this child want me to do?"

Fang Zhiya, whose inner beliefs were extremely traditional, felt her notions being chipped away bit by bit by Li Zhiyan, and she even felt a strange sense of anticipation in her heart.

...

The next day, while Li Zhiyan was playing games at the Internet Cafe, his mind kept replaying what had happened before.

"Brother Yan, school starts the day after tomorrow."

"Our good days are coming to an end."

Li Shiyu used to look forward to school starting, but now he was immersed in the joy of being a store manager and didn't want school to start.

"You just can't bear to stop being a store manager."

"Look at you, you have no ambition. Live your university life well."

"University life is good, don't worry."

Li Shiyu chugged a mouthful of iced cola.

"Brother Yan, let's keep in touch on QQ after this. Once we're in university, we might not have as much time."

"Come on, our schools are less than a thousand meters apart."

"We can still play games together on Sundays. Stop talking nonsense, log on."

At this moment, Su Mengchen and Shen Rongfei came to Li Zhiyan's mind.

In his previous life at this stage, he hadn't met Su Mengchen yet. This time, he met her early.

Thinking of the limping Su Mengchen, Li Zhiyan felt a pang of heartache.

This time, no matter what, he had to take good care of her.

And his Mother-in-law, Shen Rongfei...

He must take good care of his Mother-in-law and let her feel his utmost filial piety.

In Li Zhiyan's impression, his Mother-in-law always liked to wear red clothes. In summer, she liked to wear a red cheongsam or a red T-shirt.

In autumn and winter, she preferred a red woolen coat.

The word 'gorgeous' was truly tailor-made for her.

What truly made Li Zhiyan unforgettable was that his Mother-in-law was a severe black-stocking enthusiast.

No matter when, she would wear black stockings that covered half her thighs or went up to her waist.

Her gorgeous face, resembling the celebrity Zeng Li, coupled with a D+ bust and the combination of black stockings and high heels, made countless people dream of her.

Even though his Mother-in-law was married, she still had countless admirers.

But his father-in-law, after having a son with someone else during an affair, abandoned Aunt Shen and Chenchen.

"I will definitely make him disappear..."

"My Mother-in-law and my wife, I will protect them."

Li Zhiyan thought to himself.

And he also had to help Su Mengchen regain her confidence. He knew very well how much damage those female classmates who were jealous of Chenchen's beauty caused her by constantly calling her a 'cripple' behind her back and deliberately letting her hear it.

For the rest of the time playing games, Li Zhiyan was somewhat distracted.

Thinking about what would happen after school started, he felt quite uneasy.

"Brother Yan, why do I feel like you're a bit distracted?"

"Something on your mind?"

"Nothing."

"Let's play. Don't worry, when I'm free on Sunday, I'll still find you to play games."

After Li Zhiyan said this, Li Shiyu also nodded seriously.

In his heart, he only recognized Li Zhiyan as his brother.

In the afternoon, Li Zhiyan gradually came back to his senses, and a desire for stockings arose in his heart.

"How about I ask Aunt Fang to wear black stockings for me?"

"But..."

After thinking about it, Li Zhiyan felt he still needed to proceed gradually.

In the eyes of some women, black stockings were only worn by those in a certain profession.

A traditional woman like Aunt Fang probably thought the same.

Of course, in reality, wearing black stockings is really nothing. For example, Mother-in-law is obsessed with black stockings.

But some people just have that mindset, and Li Zhiyan couldn't do anything about it...

After thinking about it, flesh-colored stockings should be more acceptable.

It's better to have some patience, after all, he and Aunt Fang haven't broken through the final step yet.

Even now, being able to lower his hormones by -1 every day is actually quite good.

As Li Zhiyan was thinking about buying flesh-colored stockings, a system task was issued.

"September 2nd."

"Liu Yaolong, who was short on money to show off, failed to get any."

"So he made a deal with his classmate Su Xiaolong."

"Using his mother's birthday as an excuse, he'll drug Fang Zhiya."

"In exchange for a reward of 100,000 yuan."

"Please save her."

"Task reward: 50,000 yuan in cash."

Li Zhiyan's mind exploded...

He even wanted to beat Liu Yaolong to death. How could someone in this world treat their own mother like that, selling out their mother just for 100,000 yuan to spend?

And on his own mother's birthday, no less.

What was the difference between him and those gamblers in casinos who sold their children? As a mama's boy, Li Zhiyan hated such people the most.

After a long while, he finally calmed down. Nothing was strange in this world.

After all, all kinds of people exist. When greed occupies the heart, a person is no longer a person, but a beast.

"It looks like after she's drugged, I'll be the only one who can solve it."

Around five o'clock, Li Zhiyan patted Li Shiyu's shoulder.

"I'm done playing. I have something to do, I need to go."

"Brother Yan, I'll treat you to a good time at the bathhouse tonight!"

Li Shiyu had also received his salary, and the first thing he thought of was taking Li Zhiyan to get a massage from a technician.

In his previous life, his best friend was just like that.

He always took him along when the top technicians were dancing on their bodies.

"Alright, I have things to do. You go by yourself. After a while, I'll arrange some high-end technicians for you, the kind that flies everywhere."

"Flight attendants?"

"Uh... you could say that."

This kid is still young, but I've reached the age where I've inherited Wei Wu's legacy. The Prime Minister's ambition must be carried forward by me.

...

After arriving at the women's clothing store, Li Zhiyan began to choose stockings.

"Young man, buying stockings for your girlfriend? These black stockings are all very thin, ten yuan a pair."

This old woman was clearly an experienced seller; she often encountered young men buying stockings here.

"Auntie, I don't want black stockings. Please pick out a few pairs of flesh-colored stockings for me."

It wasn't that he didn't like black stockings; Li Zhiyan genuinely liked them. Of course, bare legs were also great, after all, who wouldn't like pure white, flawless thighs?

After paying, Li Zhiyan felt a strange sense of nervousness and excitement on the way.

Asking Aunt Fang to wear stockings seemed to go against her traditional mindset.

But he seemed to quite enjoy doing such things.

Convincing a technician to go straight, leading a respectable woman astray, making women do things they don't like to do—from this process, one seems to gain a strange sense of accomplishment. This is probably a common ailment.

Just as he arrived at Aunt Fang's stall, Li Zhiyan saw Liu Yaolong standing there from afar, talking with Fang Zhiya.

Clearly, he was begging Aunt Fang for forgiveness.

Liu Yaolong was extremely anxious at the moment. He hadn't managed to get his mother's hundreds of thousands in savings, and he didn't expect his lie to be discovered so quickly.

He had been thinking for a long time and finally understood: his mother must have seen him outside, which was why she was so angry with him.

"Mom, please forgive me. I really want to study and enroll in a more advanced class."

"But I was afraid you wouldn't agree!"

"That's why I lied to you. I really didn't do it on purpose."

Fang Zhiya simply continued making noodles for customers. She said nothing, not even considering forgiving her son.

Her son, whom she had raised since he was small, was far less considerate to her than his classmate Li Zhiyan.

In her sadness, Fang Zhiya's peripheral vision caught sight of Li Zhiyan approaching.

"Li Zhiyan."

Her voice was filled with surprise.

"Aunt Fang, I'm hungry."

Li Zhiyan held the stockings in his hand, wanting to eat the noodles Aunt Fang made.

"Li Zhiyan, why are you here?!"

At this moment, Liu Yaolong's attitude was very poor. Looking at the stockings in Li Zhiyan's hand, he always felt something was off. This Li Zhiyan always gave people an annoying feeling.

"Liu Yaolong, how are you talking to your classmate?!"

"Why can't he be here?!"

"Li Zhiyan, sit down. Auntie will make you some noodles."

After Liu Yaolong questioned Li Zhiyan with such a poor attitude, Fang Zhiya's anger completely flared up.

If it weren't for Li Zhiyan, what kind of situation would she be in right now?

She dared not even imagine...

And now, Liu Yaolong was treating Li Zhiyan with such an attitude. How could Fang Zhiya not be angry!

Liu Yaolong dared not speak. At this time, it was better not to escalate the conflict, otherwise, his chances of getting money would truly be gone.

He was still planning to show off and pretend to be a rich second-generation after school started.

Li Zhiyan suddenly remembered a line, "Xia Luo, how are you talking to your Uncle Zhang?"

Not long after, Fang Zhiya finished cooking the noodles, added the chili sauce, and placed them in front of Li Zhiyan, even touching his face as she set the bowl down.

This action pushed Liu Yaolong's anger to the extreme.

He suddenly remembered his mother kissing a stranger that evening.

The person standing in that corner must have been his mother; there was no other explanation. So, was it possible that the person kissing his mother was Li Zhiyan, right here!

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Yaolong clenched his fists tightly.

Li Zhiyan was his enemy!

In his third year of high school, he often used his position as class monitor to bully him.

But now, he was with his mother?

He even kissed his mother.

The stockings in his hand, were they for his mother to wear? His mother was sacred in his heart; she couldn't possibly do such a thing.

At this thought, the rage in his heart completely ignited.

"Li Zhiyan, what have you done to my mom!"

He roared, but was quickly scolded back by Fang Zhiya.

"Get out of here right now!"

"I don't want to see you!"

Her own son only did disgusting things; he found her embarrassing when she was asking for wages.

He thought her rented house was a dump and didn't want to live with her.

Later, when she was desperate, he kept making up excuses to swindle money from her.

One thing after another!

All of it was unacceptable to her!

This son was truly a beast; Fang Zhiya now completely wanted nothing to do with Liu Yaolong.

"I'm leaving, Mom, don't be angry."

Liu Yaolong took a deep breath, deciding to endure it for now...

He needed to plan for the long term; if he wanted money, he had to plan carefully.

With Li Zhiyan here, it was already difficult to coax his mother, so he would wait for another opportunity later.

After Liu Yaolong left, Li Zhiyan continued eating his mixed noodles, feeling even more dislike for the class monitor.

"Aunt Fang, please don't be angry anymore."

"He's not worth it."

"Just pretend Liu Yaolong never existed."

Fang Zhiya took a deep breath, clearly still not having recovered.

Li Zhiyan, on the other hand, was thinking that after saving Aunt Fang.

He should move her to a new place, letting her completely say goodbye to her past life, to prevent Liu Yaolong from having ulterior motives and trying to swindle money every day.

People dominated by greed can truly do anything.

"Okay, Li Zhiyan, Auntie understands."

"Auntie, wait a moment, I'll go buy two grilled sausages from across the street."

Li Zhiyan bought two grilled sausages from a stall across the street and handed them to Fang Zhiya when he returned.

"Aunt Fang, can you eat these grilled sausages?"

The golden grilled sausages sizzled with oil, sprinkled with some cumin. The three-yuan sausage was very long, a full 20cm, and very thick, with a generous portion.

For Aunt Fang, it didn't seem easy to eat.

But Li Zhiyan thought Aunt Fang should take a few bites, because the grilled flavor was very good.

"Auntie will try..."

Eating the grilled sausage with difficulty, it was indeed very strenuous.

However, eating with Li Zhiyan significantly improved Fang Zhiya's mood; she felt very lucky that Li Zhiyan was there to accompany her.

"Aunt Fang, my school is starting soon, but don't worry, I'll definitely come back often to keep you company."

"Good boy."

Fang Zhiya felt increasingly reluctant, but fortunately, Li Zhiyan's school was in Wan City, otherwise, she would truly be sad if she couldn't see him.

"Aunt Fang, later, could you wear this for me to see?"

Li Zhiyan pointed to the stockings in his hand.

"What is this?"

"Stockings..."

"Stockings? Wearing this thing, isn't it inappropriate? Auntie used to hate women who wore black stockings the most."

Fang Zhiya was clearly a bit resistant. In the past, she always covered herself up completely; she had never even dared to think about wearing stockings.

"Aunt Fang, these aren't black stockings, they're flesh-colored stockings, similar to skin tone."

"I want to see you wear them, okay?"

"Please just agree to me."

Fang Zhiya had already done too many things for Li Zhiyan, like wearing high heels and short skirts.

So now, Fang Zhiya felt that wearing stockings for Li Zhiyan was not impossible. Anyway, they weren't the black stockings she found most unacceptable, so it was all fine.

"Okay... Li Zhiyan, Auntie will wear them for you tonight. If you want to relax, Auntie will help you."

At this point, Fang Zhiya had already accepted the progression of her relationship with Li Zhiyan.

Anyway, it wasn't a true transgression of the relationship; it really was nothing.

"Aunt Fang."

"You're so good..."

"But, I have one more request."

Li Zhiyan gently touched Fang Zhiya's cherry lips.

"Aunt Fang, when you help me, can you do it like this?"

Leaning close to Fang Zhiya's ear, Li Zhiyan told her his request.

Under the streetlights, the sight of the young man and the mature woman whispering together had a strong visual impact.

"Like that... that won't work, will it...?"

Fang Zhiya felt that she simply couldn't meet Li Zhiyan's request.

After all, some things were simply unacceptable.

"Aunt Fang, please, okay...?"

"Anyway, as long as it's not actually domestic violence, it doesn't really matter, does it, Aunt Fang?"

Li Zhiyan continuously persuaded Fang Zhiya.

He knew that ever since that qualitative breakthrough, it would be much easier to make any requests.

"Let Auntie think about it carefully..."

"I'll tell you after we get home later."

Fang Zhiya felt she should refuse Li Zhiyan, as she had never tried such a thing before.

But she couldn't bring herself to refuse Li Zhiyan.

Perhaps it was because she owed him too much. Never mind, as long as they didn't truly cross that line.

It seemed everything else made little difference.

After tidying up the stall, Li Zhiyan pushed Aunt Fang's cart and headed home.

"Aunt Fang, please consider it carefully; I won't rush you."

Fang Zhiya softly said, "Auntie can agree to you."

Upon hearing Aunt Fang agree to his request, Li Zhiyan felt a bit excited.

This time, he could also feed Aunt Fang.

After tidying up the cart and going upstairs with Fang Zhiya, as expected, they encountered the domestic abuse couple again.

Come to think of it, the domestic abuse couple really did give him a lot of assists...

In this regard, it was somewhat similar to Li Meifeng.

Opening the door, as usual, Fang Zhiya said she wanted to take a shower first.

She was becoming increasingly accustomed to this routine.

After Li Zhiyan stood at the door and greeted the domestic abuse couple.

He then looked at the distant scenery. At this time, the outskirts of Wan City were not as brightly lit as they would be 14 years later.

This relatively tranquil scenery, accompanied by the cicada chirps of midsummer, made Li Zhiyan feel good.

Soon, there was something to look forward to.

...

After Fang Zhiya finished her shower, she picked up her toothbrush and brushed her teeth in advance.

Her heart felt a bit complicated; too many things had happened recently.

She had inexplicably divorced due to her husband's debt, and now she was single.

It was precisely because she was single that her relationship with Li Zhiyan had rapidly developed to this point.

If things continued like this, what would her future be like...?

She brushed her teeth twice in a row, and after smelling no odor, Fang Zhiya finally relaxed. She would have to work hard later.

Then, her attention also fell on the stockings Li Zhiyan had left. She gently opened the packaging.

Fang Zhiya's pretty face had already started to flush; this kind of thing was truly a bit embarrassing for her.

But she had already promised Li Zhiyan, so she had to do it.

After all, she couldn't possibly break her word in front of an 18-year-old child.

After putting on the flesh-colored stockings.

Fang Zhiya changed into her black short skirt. She had already washed this skirt, and it had long since dried in the summer heat after a day.

Immediately after, she put on her high heels. Looking at herself in the mirror, with the white shirt, black short skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and high heels, Fang Zhiya was incredibly shy.

Were these the clothes she would wear? In the past, she couldn't even imagine it.

And all the changes in her now were all because of Li Zhiyan.

Stepping in high heels, she came to the door and opened the latch.

"Creak..."

The sound of the door opening echoed, and Li Zhiyan outside saw a sliver of light coming through the door crack.

For him, such a sound was truly too pleasant.

Upon entering, the first thing Li Zhiyan did was lock the door.

Next was his private time with Aunt Fang; it couldn't be disturbed.

After closing the door, he finally admired Aunt Fang in front of him.

"Aunt Fang, you look so good in stockings, especially paired with these stockings and high heels, it's truly amazing."

"I like it so much."

Fang Zhiya felt very shy, yet also delighted. Did Li Zhiyan like this outfit? If she wore it for him at home, it really was nothing, as no one would see her at home anyway.

If she wore it outside like this, she definitely wouldn't be able to accept it.

"Really...?"

"Yes, Aunt Fang, so can we fulfill our promise now?"

Fang Zhiya nodded slightly, then pulled Li Zhiyan towards the other side of the rental house...

Then, she slowly knelt down.

Don't be too outrageous, I wrote 14,000 words today, and I still owe two more updates, damn it. Compared to the big shot readers, I'm still too young. An extra update for 30 monthly votes, I didn't expect you all to be so ruthless. I'm not asking for monthly votes anymore, I'm not asking for monthly votes anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay back what I owe. Tomorrow, I'll just update 14,000 words as a token. Don't vote anymore, big shots, I'm kneeling before you, I'm getting numb from writing, at this rate, my keyboard will start smoking.