It was sometime after ten at night when Lu Yuan returned to the Zhao Family residence with the old butler.
Arriving in the rear courtyard, Lu Yuan quietly pushed open the door to Aunt Zhao's room.
He looked left and right, then headed to the right.
With the East Wing's Underground Heating System under construction, Lu Yuan and Su Liyan had naturally moved into Aunt Zhao's room to sleep.
It wasn't as if there was any risk of Lu Yuan climbing into the wrong bed by mistake, despite there being two beds in the room.
No chance of him accidentally mistaking Aunt Zhao for his wife and having his way with her.
After all, setting aside everything else, how could he possibly mistake Aunt Zhao's figure, built like a broodmare?
Besides, Lu Yuan came here for meals every day; how could he not know which bed Aunt Zhao slept in?
Reaching the bedside, Lu Yuan was just about to take off his clothes and get in.
