Li Zhiyan was genuinely struggling to hold it together.
This drunken aunt always blurted out some nonsensical things every time she drank too much.
As he stared at the black-silk-clad legs in front of him,
Li Zhiyan felt firmly that he had absolutely no interest in "eating feet"!
As an upright gentleman, such a thing was simply beyond his moral compass!
The key issue was...
This was a restaurant, and the setting didn't even permit such nonsense.
"Look at you, all scared—Auntie was just messing with you, Xiao Yan darling!"
"How could Auntie possibly make you eat feet."
"Auntie will feed you food instead!"
Li Zhiyan felt that the drunken woman in front of him was indeed the Lai Aunt he had come to know.
"Lai Aunt, someone's arriving."
Lai Feifei then lowered her leg, finally showing some restraint. Deep down, she relished teasing Li Zhiyan, the lone junior in her social circle.
"Xiao Yan darling, recently you've been having conflicts with Zhao Shumin and her son, right?"
