After saving milfs, they all want to own me

Every time the rewards for completing tasks were incredibly generous, but there weren't tasks every day, so this time he had to put on a stellar performance.

Li Zhiyan was also increasingly realizing just how valuable the "Never Forget" skill truly was.

Without this skill, it would have been impossible for him to become fluent in multiple world languages in such a short time.

Now, all aspects of his knowledge continued to grow—it had even reached a level in postpartum pig care comparable to that of professional breeders.

As for the remaining information, most of it wasn't particularly important. After scanning through it, Li Zhiyan quickly moved on, focusing instead on the task at hand.

Lost in thought, and holding Aunt Zhao in his arms, Li Zhiyan gradually fell asleep.

...

Meanwhile, Shen Hongmei found herself unable to fall asleep.

She lay in bed, pulling back the blanket to glance at her long, snow-white, shapely legs. The sight filled her with a renewed confidence.

Shen Hongmei vividly remembered how Li Zhiyan was almost obsessed with her legs in silk stockings. That was certainly one of her greatest advantages.

What excited her the most, though, was the fact that her "guest" had just left. She was now at her most "convenient."

This meant she could do anything she wanted with Li Zhiyan.

"Sweetheart…"

Murmuring softly, Shen Hongmei's mind replayed the day she had spent traveling with Li Zhiyan in Suzhou.

She knew it had been the most wild and unforgettable day of her life.

At the same time, she made up her mind—she couldn't just keep playing it safe anymore.

Deep within, Shen Hongmei strongly yearned to be with Li Zhiyan. Her hope was that he would choose her.

Even though she knew it might not be possible to stay with him forever, she longed to journey with him for as long as she could.

Li Zhiyan's sincere and burning affection—though measured, perhaps at only 25%—had still deeply moved her.

"Sweetheart, just wait for me…"

...

Early the next day, after finishing his morning routine, Li Zhiyan was greeted as usual by Aunt Zhao, who wore a spaghetti-strap dress and carried a delicious breakfast to his room.

"Xiao Yan, don't forget to come home at lunchtime. Aunt will cook you something yummy."

"Alright, Aunt, don't worry. I'll definitely be home by noon," he replied.

"But Aunt, the three days are up, aren't they? You have to keep your promise now."

Looking at Aunt Zhao's tempting figure, Li Zhiyan spoke with seriousness.

"Alright, I know, now eat up."

Feeling a little flustered, Zhao Shumin tried to change the subject, but before long, Li Zhiyan gently picked up her smooth, fair legs and placed them on his lap as he grabbed his chopsticks.

"What are you doing, Xiao Yan? Eat properly."

"Aunt Zhao, I want to touch your legs while I eat."

"Fine, then go ahead."

Her voice carried an edge of helplessness. It seemed Zhao Shumin truly had no way to deal with Li Zhiyan.

...

After breakfast, as Li Zhiyan headed to work, he felt time was slipping by faster than ever.

It was already his fifth day with Aunt Zaizai, with only three days left. The happiness they shared still felt too fleeting.

Achieving his goals was turning out to be more difficult than he had anticipated.

"Still, it seems like Aunt Shen is conveniently available now," a thought suddenly struck him.

But by the time he arrived at his workplace, Li Zhiyan shelved these odd, wandering thoughts.

The surprise of the morning lay in the absence of both Evelyn and Catherine—they appeared to be preoccupied with projects.

This left Li Zhiyan with some rare free time. He took the opportunity to drop by the Lottery Store and claim some extra cash he had won on a whim.

His savings now edged closer to 980,000, bringing him one step nearer to millionaire status.

Afterward, he idled away at an internet bar while waiting for his next task. Knowing he wouldn't be fired for slacking a bit, he let out a relieved sigh.

At the very least, he wouldn't miss out on the major opportunities tied to Changlong Group, though his instincts told him that no opportunity there could match that of the Chairman's Wife herself.

It wasn't until around nine o'clock that Li Zhiyan finally set off for the company.

"Aunt Zaizai is probably still asleep by now," he mused.

"Or maybe Aunt Rong stayed the night there," he guessed.

In any case, he felt Aunt Zaizai deserved a good rest. Without any calls or messages from Lai Feifei, he decided against disturbing her.

But before long, a WeChat notification popped up from Aunt Zaizai.

"Zaizai, the morning meeting is canceled!"

"That pesky wench came back early!"

Seeing this, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but let out a small laugh. At least, this way, he could focus fully on his own tasks for the day.

...

At that very moment, in Catherine's office—

The alluring yet dignified Chairman's Wife, Yu Nianyao, was seated in Catherine's chair.

Though her demeanor exuded warmth, an unspoken sense of overwhelming authority filled the room.

Even Catherine, typically as proud and poised as a swan, was now deferential, almost humble in her presence.

"Catherine, fire Li Zhiyan today," Yu Nianyao ordered.

"This man cannot stay in the company any longer."

In Yu Nianyao's eyes, Li Zhiyan was someone entirely oblivious to social etiquette. Even after she had spoken to him personally, he audaciously continued to overlook her son—something she perceived as an outright insult.