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"Hmm, also, I heard Yin Deli came looking for you today?"

"You'd better stay away from him. That Yin Deli is no good—it'd be no surprise if he sold you out, and you wouldn't even know it."

Li Zhiyan actually felt a bit touched—was this foreign chick really so concerned about him?

But as he remembered that this foreign chick might also be scheming to screw him over, that fleeting moment of emotion vanished into thin air. If he got played by Catherine, his fate wouldn't end up any better.

"Got it, President."

"Oh, and Li Zhiyan, when you clock in this afternoon, Evelyn's going to ask you to give her a foot massage in front of me. You are *not* to agree."

"You need to massage my feet."

"This... puts me in a tough spot. Both of you are my bosses, after all."

Li Zhiyan appeared to be caught in a dilemma.

Catherine knew that if she didn't offer some sort of incentive, Li Zhiyan would have no reason to obey her.

Should she offer him some money? But then, as her eyes fell on the Huawei foldable phone—a top-tier model worth tens of thousands—sitting on Li Zhiyan's desk, she figured he might not be that desperate for cash.

He was probably being kept by that woman, Lai Feifei.

Otherwise, how could he afford such an expensive phone in such a short time?

Catherine was convinced that Li Zhiyan had what it takes to pull this off.

Of course, it was just her guess.

She thought there was also a possibility that Li Zhiyan might be some distant relative of Lai Feifei's, which would explain why she took care of him—it wouldn't be that unusual.

However, Catherine was sure of one thing: Li Zhiyan wasn't as broke as she first thought.

Without another word, she got up and then plopped herself right onto Li Zhiyan's lap.

The perfect feel of her black-stockinged legs and rounded hips made Li Zhiyan feel an uncontrollable heat surge through him. Then Catherine wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss.

Feeling the heat from Catherine's kiss, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but tighten his arms around her waist and respond.

The foreign chick's kissing skills had really improved, Li Zhiyan thought. Perhaps it was because of the intimate things they had shared recently.

Her instincts seemed to be awakening bit by bit.

After what felt like an eternity, Catherine finally pulled away gently. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, "Let's head to the restroom."

…

After leaving the cyber bar, Catherine rubbed her wrist and started the car.

She felt a wave of shame wash over her, and along with it, a sense of self-loathing. She clearly looked down on Li Zhiyan in her heart.

He was just an ordinary little employee under her, nothing more.

And yet, she had willingly kissed him and even… helped him.

However, as she thought about how Evelyn would surely embarrass herself later in front of her, Catherine brushed away every ounce of shame she felt.

There was nothing more satisfying in this world than defeating Evelyn!

As she floored the gas pedal, the memory of her earlier suspicion—wondering if Li Zhiyan was being kept—crept back into her mind.

Why had her heart felt so sour and even pained at that thought?

Could it be… she liked Li Zhiyan?

The thought lasted only a fleeting moment before Catherine shot it down. If that were true, she truly would see herself as a completely vile, worthless woman.

…

At noon, He Yanrong returned to the villa feeling a bit guilty. Could that woman have noticed she wasn't around and left to secretly rendezvous with the boy?

If that's the case, wouldn't her vigil have been a waste? Yet she couldn't entirely ignore her daughter's requests.

After all, kids wanting to eat is a perfectly reasonable thing. Lately, she'd been so focused on Li Zhiyan that she was neglecting her daughter—that was unfair to her.

Now, she had to make it up to her daughter a little.

She walked into Lai Feifei's room and, seeing Feifei sprawled out in bed like a dead pig, finally felt reassured—she'd been overthinking things.

This was Feifei, after all. If Lai Feifei could get out of bed before noon, then there simply wouldn't be any such thing as someone oversleeping in the world.

With that, He Yanrong left to buy groceries, deciding to cook lunch for Lai Feifei. She'd long since gotten used to her best friend's laziness.

Around 1 p.m., He Yanrong went to call Lai Feifei for lunch.

Having just finished washing up, Lai Feifei stumbled sleepily down the stairs and made her way to the liquor cabinet. She pulled out a bottle of Mermaid Castle wine, valued at over five thousand.

He Yanrong was already used to her friend's alcoholic tendencies.

"Call Zaizai and tell him to come home!"

Lai Feifei said with utter seriousness.

"Why do you want the boy to come over?"

"It's the second day, of course. I have to meet with Zaizai."

"Today, I'm buying Zaizai a new car!"

"The boy already has two cars. Are you seriously getting him another one? He can't possibly drive them all at once."

"Then he can just let it sit there."

"Until Zaizai makes his choice, the three of us are on equal footing—we're all important figures to him."

"You've both gifted Zaizai cars, so of course, I need to give one too!"

"No way I'm letting myself fall behind either of you."

Lai Feifei picked up her chopsticks and began eating her "breakfast."

Meanwhile, at the cyber bar, Li Zhiyan received a call from Aunt.

"Zaizai, Aunt misses you. Hurry and come over."

"Alright, I'll head over now."

Li Zhiyan thought it was about time to drive the Maybach back. Earlier, Aunt had pretended to be broke to fool Lai Tianming.

But now, Aunt and Lai Tianming had, for all intents and purposes, completely cut ties. After all he'd done to hurt her, there was no way back.