Many children, many blessings: Helping classmates' mothers survive the apocalypse

She stared blankly at the unharmed Lin Feng, her eyes red-rimmed, and tried to stand up.

However, her legs were so weak from the extreme fear that she could not muster any strength.

So she could only clutch her chest tightly, tears streaming down her face, letting out a choked sob of relief.

Bai Bing stared at Lin Feng's spotless clothes for a full three seconds.

Only when he slowly shifted his gaze away did a subtle change appear in his eyes behind the glasses.

Su Xiaoxiao rushed forward and hugged Lin Feng's arm tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"Waaah... Brother Raymond Lam, I thought... I thought I'd never see you again..."

She could barely speak a complete sentence, only able to sob in relief.

Su Qing loosened her grip on the doorknob; her emotions were no less turbulent than her daughter's.

But she still didn't say anything, silently turned around, went to the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water, and brought it over.

Lin Feng gently patted Su Xiaoxiao's back, letting her continue to cling to his side like an insecure kitten, then reached out and pulled Zhou Lan, who was still slumped on the sofa, over.

Let me give you a formal introduction.

Lin Feng looked around, his voice steady.

"This is Zhou Lan, my Aunt Lan."

He paused, then emphasized:

"I once had a high fever and almost died at home. She stayed by my bedside for two days and two nights."

"So here, her words are second only to mine. Understand?"

The living room fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

The three mature women present were all intelligent; that statement carried immense weight.

In this absolutely autocratic safe house, the phrase "second only to me" is...

This directly demonstrates that this gentle and voluptuous woman holds a commanding position in Raymond Lam's heart.

Afterwards, Lin Feng introduced Su Qing, Bai Bing, and Shen Man to Zhou Lan one by one.

Finally, he introduced Su Xiaoxiao, who was standing next to him.

Despite the mixed reactions of the crowd, Zhou Lan did not become arrogant.

She stood up from the sofa, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and nodded gently to the three of them.

Her gaze finally settled on Su Xiaoxiao, who was still clinging to Lin Feng's arm, and her eyes revealed a hint of elder's affection.

"Everyone was frightened. I'll go make a nice meal to calm everyone down."

Zhou Lan rolled up her sleeves and headed to the kitchen.

"Thank you, Aunt Lan..."

Su Xiaoxiao sniffed, rubbed her red and swollen eyes, and obediently called out.

Her soft, unguarded address, combined with Zhou Lan's gentle and subtly sophisticated demeanor as the matriarch of the household, instantly dissolved the tense undercurrents in the living room.

Su Qing and Bai Bing, who originally intended to secretly compete, were suddenly at a loss for what to do.

After all, even Su Xiaoxiao's attitude was so natural, so if they were to act all high and mighty, it would only make them seem inferior.

Lin Feng had a sudden thought and retrieved several top-of-the-line M9 Wagyu metals from his system space.

I added a large bag of fresh organic vegetables and placed it directly on the kitchen countertop.

Seeing this, Su Xiaoxiao swallowed hard, and finally reluctantly let go of Lin Feng's arm, and took the initiative to help Zhou Lan get the vegetables.

Zhou Lan walked into the kitchen and skillfully tied on an apron.

Washing vegetables, cutting meat, heating oil in a wok – the movements were fluid and effortless.

Su Qing and Bai Bing exchanged a glance, then followed into the kitchen, not wanting to be outdone.

"Su Qing, you're not familiar with this job, be careful not to cut your hand. Go and rest."

Zhou Lan smiled as she took the kitchen knife from Su Qing, then turned to look at Bai Bing.

"Teacher Bai, there's a lot of smoke here, don't let it affect your skin. I can manage on my own here."

Zhou Lan has been a full-time housewife for many years, and her knife skills are superb, with perfect control over the heat.

The Wagyu beef sizzled enticingly in the hot pot, its aroma instantly filling the entire room.

In the presence of this top-tier stay-at-home mom, two once-glamorous career women were utterly outmatched and felt utterly defeated.

In the end, he could only stand awkwardly to the side and hand out plates.

Lin Feng leaned comfortably against the large leather sofa in the living room.

Shen Man held a cup of freshly brewed pre-Qingming Longjing tea and bent down to place it on the coffee table in front of him.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

Lin Feng picked up his teacup, looked past the rim of the cup, and gazed at the semi-open kitchen.

Four graceful and beautiful mature women, each with their own unique charm, were all busy around him at this moment.

This is practically royalty-level treatment.

Dinner was served half an hour later.

Four dishes and a soup, a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

Zhou Lan habitually pulled out a chair and sat down next to Lin Feng.

She picked up the serving chopsticks, took a piece of pan-fried Wagyu beef, and put it into Raymond Lam's bowl.

"Xiaofeng, eat more."

Zhou Lan's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, and her gaze lingered on Lin Feng's face.

"You've exhausted yourself today, dealing with so many armed thugs all by yourself... Aunt Lan feels sorry for you."

The dinner table appeared harmonious on the surface, but undercurrents were swirling beneath.

Not to be outdone, Su Qing immediately picked up a soup ladle, ladled out a bowl of steaming pork rib soup, and handed it over:

"Raymond Lam, have some soup to warm your stomach. You've had the hardest day."

Bai Bing remained silent.

She silently picked out the tenderest belly meat from a steamed sea bass, carefully removed all the bones, and placed it in the bone dish in front of Lin Feng.

Shen Man picked up a piece of Wagyu beef with serving chopsticks, and as she handed the food over, her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushed against Lin Feng's hand.

The three women's silent encirclement and attack did not escape Zhou Lan's notice.

She wasn't angry, nor did she react violently to assert her dominance. She simply smiled and replaced the empty bone plate that Lin Feng had eaten, without saying anything more.

This composure, ironically, made the other three feel somewhat powerless.

After dinner, Su Xiaoxiao volunteered to wash the dishes.

Zhou Lan walked up to Lin Feng, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her voice was very low:

"Xiaofeng, you climbed up from the third floor barehanded today, and you went through that kind of fight. Aunt Lan knows a little about massage. Let's go to your room and I'll check you out so you don't strain any muscles."

This excuse was so plausible that even Bai Bing couldn't find fault with it.

Lin Feng nodded in agreement and stood up.

The two entered the master bedroom one after the other.

"Click".

The door to the master bedroom was gently locked.

The three women in the living room looked at each other in bewilderment.

The scene was silent for five seconds.

Su Qing gritted her teeth, tiptoed to the wall of the master bedroom, and pressed herself against it.

Bai Bing pushed up her glasses and quietly moved to the door.

Even Shen Man, who is usually calm and composed, picked up a rag and pretended to wipe the coffee table, but in reality, she secretly pricked up her ears.

In the master bedroom, only a dim, warm-colored wall lamp was on.

Zhou Lan took off her coat, which smelled of cooking oil, revealing that she was only wearing a thin, close-fitting loungewear underneath.

The soft fabric clung tightly to her body, revealing her voluptuous and graceful mature curves.

Lin Feng sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her.

Zhou Lan took off her slippers and knelt on the bed.

She boldly straddled Lin Feng's lap.

A pair of soft, warm hands rested on Lin Feng's broad back and began to knead his taut muscles.