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These two women really have quite a few similarities, but the biggest difference is that Catherine is a pure Western bombshell.

Meanwhile, Evelyn is a mixed-race mature beauty.

Continuously helping Evelyn with a massage, Li Zhiyan stared at Evelyn's vivid red lips as she lay there with her eyes closed.

He couldn't help but swallow nervously, and Evelyn likewise felt extremely overheated.

After a few minutes, the fiery and seductive mixed-race beauty opened her eyes.

"Li Zhiyan, bring your head closer."

After moving her silky black-stockinged feet off Li Zhiyan's stomach, Evelyn positioned them on either side of him to make it easier for him to lean in.

Li Zhiyan leaned closer to Evelyn, the distance between them narrowing bit by bit until he could distinctly feel Evelyn's breath.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"Go ahead..."

As she spoke, Evelyn wrapped her arms around Li Zhiyan's waist and kissed him.

Evelyn's warm and sultry kiss took Li Zhiyan by surprise; this woman was truly proactive.

It seemed to stem from her jealousy over Catherine—when women become jealous,

they are prone to acting impulsively. Even the incredibly rational Aunt Shen, when it came to competing with Aunt,

had moments that made Li Zhiyan feel unfamiliar with her.

Nevertheless, with Evelyn taking the initiative to kiss him, Li Zhiyan had no reason to refuse.

He tightened his hold around Evelyn's waist and began to kiss her passionately.

"Mm... Kissing me makes you happy, doesn't it?"

Evelyn murmured indistinctly. Catherine had always taken pride in kissing Li Zhiyan,

so this kiss left Evelyn with an uncontrollable sense of satisfaction deep in her heart.

After the kiss went on for quite a while, Evelyn reclined contentedly once more, placing her silky black-stockinged feet back into Li Zhiyan's lap for him to massage.

She squinted slightly at him, her delicate face flushed. God, what was she even doing?

Li Zhiyan was just an ordinary employee, yet she had initiated a kiss with him—not once, but twice now.

As Evelyn agonized internally, the door swung open, and Catherine strode in wearing high heels.

Upon seeing the scene on the sofa, she couldn't hold back her raging fury!

That damned Evelyn had clearly made advances in her relationship with Li Zhiyan.

Although Catherine was confident she could ultimately drive a wedge between Li Zhiyan and Evelyn and make him kneel at her feet to worship her stilettos,

the sight of Li Zhiyan massaging Evelyn left her feeling deeply unsettled.

A surge of jealousy roared within Catherine's heart, as though something belonging to her was being stolen!

At this moment, the person Li Zhiyan was massaging should have been her! But now, this half-blood was stealing her privilege!

Fuming, Catherine lashed out directly.

"Bitch!"

"What are you having Li Zhiyan do?!"

Catherine's insults only made Evelyn feel an even deeper thrill inside.

She knew this was Catherine's desperation showing.

Lounging there, Evelyn responded leisurely, "You cheap white woman—you said Li Zhiyan wouldn't massage me, didn't you?"

"Well, what about now?"

Evelyn regretted slightly that she hadn't kissed Li Zhiyan longer earlier—

if Catherine had walked in and seen them kissing, she would have been even more livid.

Unfortunately, she'd missed the opportunity.

Catherine clenched her teeth tightly, her fists curling into a tight grip. She hated Evelyn to her core and desperately wanted to rush over and tear her apart.

"Li Zhiyan, come here and massage my feet!"

"Do it for me!"

Catherine and Evelyn faced off against each other, both determined to win Li Zhiyan's favor over the other.

This left Li Zhiyan momentarily stunned—these two women were truly bitter rivals, their disputes intense.

Seeing Li Zhiyan remain motionless, Catherine sat on the other side of the sofa, removed her high heels, and placed her silky black-stockinged feet onto Li Zhiyan's legs.

Catherine's and Evelyn's feet made contact, prompting Evelyn to kick forcefully at Catherine.

"You filthy bitch, Western mare, get your stinking feet off me!"

"Your feet are the ones that stink! Ugh, you mixed-blood mutt!"

Evelyn's deliberate shove left Catherine visibly pale.

This Evelyn apparently knew how to strike hard when she wanted to.

"Filthy bitch!"

"Sour turnip whore!"

"Li Zhiyan, massage my feet!"

"Do it for me!"

"You're dead meat, filthy bitch!"

Catherine hated Evelyn to her core—it had always been understood that Li Zhiyan massaging her legs and feet was exclusively hers to enjoy!

Upon Li Zhiyan's lap, the two pairs of silky black-stockinged feet began to fiercely clash with each other. Several times, the sound of hard impact reached his ears.

The strikes were undeniably forceful—just hearing them made Li Zhiyan wince.

These two women seemed on the verge of a physical fight over getting their feet massaged, but stuck in the middle,

Li Zhiyan couldn't resist savoring the sight of their movements—it was an opportunity to admire a truly alluring spectacle.

The Western bombshell and the mixed-race beauty were both ultimate prizes among mature women—there was simply no flaw in their figures.

After a series of relentless kicks, the two finally ceased their foot battle, likely due to the pain.

"Catherine, didn't you say I couldn't get Li Zhiyan to massage me? So what about today, huh?"

Burning with rage, Catherine retorted, "You damn bitch—I've kissed Li Zhiyan. Have you kissed him?"

With that, Catherine wrapped her arms tightly around Li Zhiyan's neck and planted a kiss on him.

"Li Zhiyan, mm… Kiss me, hurry and kiss me."

Catherine panted heavily as she spoke, her lips never leaving Li Zhiyan's. Her only thought was to completely overshadow Evelyn.

Li Zhiyan was utterly speechless. He hadn't anticipated that a company president and a senior executive would not only kick each other's feet in a fight for his attention,

but now Catherine was taking the initiative to kiss him! It was all too crazy.

"Kiss me..."

Urged on repeatedly by the Western bombshell, Li Zhiyan couldn't suppress his heat any longer and joined Catherine in the kiss, responding fervently.

Meanwhile, Evelyn clearly hadn't expected Catherine to pull such a move. Her breathing grew heavy, her entire body practically consumed with rage!

"Bitch! You filthy whore!"

Evelyn launched forward, intent on grabbing Catherine by her hair and forcibly breaking apart the two who were locked in a passionate kiss.