After Chen Xuan and Li Qianqian had finished their long kiss, exchanged WeChat contacts, and saved each other's phone numbers, they stepped out from the balcony.
Zhang Yanfang and her daughter, Xu Youyou, happened to be coming out of the kitchen with the last of the dishes.
Seeing Chen Xuan and Li Qianqian coming off the balcony laughing and talking, Zhang Yanfang couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious.
Xu Youyou felt the same way.
Thus, Xu Youyou looked at Li Qianqian with a smile and teased, "Qianqian, you weren't flirting with Chen Xuan on the balcony, were you?"
Li Qianqian immediately gave Chen Xuan a shy glance.
Then, with a flushed face, she looked at Xu Youyou and Zhang Yanfang. "No way, don't talk nonsense!"
Chen Xuan chuckled and said, "Even if we were, isn't that perfectly normal?"
"Qianqian doesn't have a boyfriend, and I don't have a girlfriend. Aren't we a match made in heaven?"
"Right, Aunt Zhang?"
At the end, Chen Xuan looked at Zhang Yanfang, who had changed into conservative loungewear, and asked.
Zhang Yanfang nodded with a calm smile. "Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is right, Chen Xuan."
"But come and eat first, otherwise the food will get cold."
Zhang Yanfang didn't want to keep chatting with Chen Xuan; she wished he would hurry up and finish eating so he could leave.
So, the four of them sat at the dining table, chatting and eating together.
Of course, to thank Chen Xuan, Xu Youyou specifically brought out a bottle of Feitian Moutai that had been stored for many years.
Zhang Yanfang tried to stop it at first. She wanted Chen Xuan to leave, so why would she let him drink and stay to keep him company?
But in the end, at Xu Youyou's insistence, Zhang Yanfang reluctantly agreed.
It's worth mentioning that Chen Xuan and Zhang Yanfang were sitting face-to-face.
During the meal, Chen Xuan suddenly felt playful and stretched his foot over.
Suddenly, Zhang Yanfang, who was focused on eating, felt a foot gently rubbing and touching her own.
Since Zhang Yanfang was wearing a short skirt loungewear, the sensation was very obvious.
At first, Zhang Yanfang thought someone's foot had accidentally brushed against her.
But when she retracted her foot, the foot under the table immediately followed.
Zhang Yanfang instantly looked at Chen Xuan across from her and saw him winking at her with a mischievous grin.
How could Zhang Yanfang not understand?
The foot rubbing against her own under the table was none other than Chen Xuan's.
Realizing this, Zhang Yanfang was both embarrassed and furious!
This Little Pervert Chen Xuan, what time was it? He was still messing with her?
Wasn't he afraid of being seen by her daughter and Li Qianqian next to him?
Despite her thoughts and silent curses, Zhang Yanfang hurriedly retracted her foot a bit more, trying to get away from Chen Xuan's mischievous foot.
At the same time, she cautiously glanced at Xu Youyou and Li Qianqian.
Seeing that they hadn't noticed the situation under the table, Zhang Yanfang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, Zhang Yanfang's beautiful eyes secretly glared at Chen Xuan.
There was a hint of warning in that look, signaling Chen Xuan to stop messing around.
And Chen Xuan?
Acting as if he didn't understand Zhang Yanfang's look, he picked up his wine glass, raised it to toast her, and said, "Come, come, Aunt Zhang, I'll toast you individually. I wish you eternal youth, to always be as young, beautiful, charming, and healthy as you are now."
But while he was talking and toasting, Chen Xuan's foot approached Zhang Yanfang's again. He began to rub it gently and tenderly, and even showed signs of climbing further up her thigh.
Very quickly, Zhang Yanfang couldn't help but squeeze her legs together. Her cheeks instantly turned crimson, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!"
"Hmm? Aunt Zhang, what's wrong?"
Chen Xuan looked at Zhang Yanfang with a concerned expression.
"Yeah, Mom, what's wrong? Chen Xuan is toasting you."
Xu Youyou, sitting next to Zhang Yanfang, stared at her with a strange expression.
Li Qianqian also looked at her in confusion.
Zhang Yanfang immediately acted as if nothing had happened. While clamping down on Chen Xuan's foot with her legs, she said to Xu Youyou and the others, "Youyou, Qianqian, I'm fine. I just accidentally bit my tongue."
After saying that, Zhang Yanfang looked at Chen Xuan and said through gritted teeth, "Chen Xuan, let's just forget it. I appreciate the sentiment, but let's not drink anymore. You've already had quite a lot."
"Ah!"
But just as Zhang Yanfang finished speaking, she cried out again.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Did you bite your tongue again?"
"Yes, Auntie, are you okay?"
Xu Youyou and Li Qianqian asked one after another with concern.
Chen Xuan also looked at Zhang Yanfang with concern and said, "Aunt Zhang, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"Do you want me to take a look for you?"
When he said the words "take a look," Chen Xuan's tone became pointed, and his foot exerted more pressure.
As Chen Xuan's foot exerted pressure, Zhang Yanfang's cheeks became even more flushed with shame. She couldn't even speak, as if she were gritting her teeth to endure some kind of torture.
"Mom, what on earth is wrong? Why is your face so red?"
Seeing that Zhang Yanfang remained silent, Xu Youyou asked worriedly.
"Yeah, Aunt Zhang, where exactly are you uncomfortable? If you're feeling unwell, you must say so!"
Chen Xuan also looked at Zhang Yanfang with concern.
Zhang Yanfang was so angry right now!
Of course, this anger was only directed at this Little Rascal Chen Xuan!
"Where am I uncomfortable? Don't you have a damn clue, Chen Xuan?"
But Zhang Yanfang couldn't say those words out loud.
She could only squeeze Chen Xuan's mischievous foot harder while trying her best to endure the physical discomfort. She said, "I... I'm fine, I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me. I—ah! I just... my stomach is just feeling a bit uncomfortable."
"Huh? Mom, your stomach is uncomfortable? Then hurry, Mom, let's go to the Clinic and get it checked!"
As she spoke, Xu Youyou was about to stand up.
But Zhang Yanfang quickly grabbed Xu Youyou's wrist and shook her head. "Youyou, no... no need. Mom just has a sudden stomachache; it'll be better in a bit. Ah!"
But just as she finished speaking, Zhang Yanfang couldn't help but cry out again.
It seemed to confirm what she had just said—that her stomach was hurting so much she cried out!
But as for what the truth really was, probably only Chen Xuan and she herself knew best!
"Oh, Mom, you're in so much pain, don't try to be brave. Why don't we go to the Clinic downstairs and have a look!"
After saying that, Xu Youyou was about to help Zhang Yanfang up.
"Ah! No... no need, really no need. Youyou, Mom is really fine. Just let Mom rest for a moment, okay? Don't pull me up."
How could Zhang Yanfang dare to let Xu Youyou pull her up?
If she stood up now, that Little Rascal Chen Xuan's naughty foot would definitely be exposed right under Xu Youyou's nose.