Looking at Li Zhiyan massaging her, Catherine felt immensely satisfied in her heart. This lowly yellow-skinned man truly obeys her every command without resistance.
Whatever she tells him to do, he has no choice but to comply. This is the fate of anyone who dares to defy her.
"Li Zhiyan, clean the yogurt off my hand."
Catherine stretched out her finger and placed it in front of Li Zhiyan.
Li Zhiyan had no choice but to swallow his humiliation and put Catherine’s finger in his mouth. This damned mare—someday he would repay her in kind.
For now, however, there was no other option, like massaging Catherine’s black silk-clad jade feet—it was simply a matter of survival.
"Not bad, Li Zhiyan. This month, your KPI has been completed, hasn’t it?"
"It has been completed."
"From now on, all KPIs you complete will be credited to my son. Next month, you’ll also need to run business errands for him."
"If you don’t agree, I’ll make sure your life at this company becomes unbearable."
Faced with Catherine’s threat, Li Zhiyan smiled faintly.
"Alright, President."
After all, he had already planned to slack off this month and wasn’t putting in any more effort. The internship period doesn’t include commissions anyway, so as for next month’s matters—he’d deal with those when the time came. As for agreeing in words but disobeying in action, that tactic was something Aunt Lai had taught him.
If Catherine ever truly infringed on his interests, he could just go directly to Aunt Lai.
Catherine extended her foot to Li Zhiyan’s face, as if praising him.
Li Zhiyan held Catherine’s delicate leg and massaged it, catching faint whiffs of a subtle fragrance wafting into his nose. He subconsciously felt a wave of restlessness.
In the morning, Li Zhiyan received his wild bonus.
In the afternoon, he went to the practice road for driving school’s Subject Three and sought out his Subject Three instructor. Upon arriving, he spotted the well-covered He Yanrong.
He Yanrong excitedly took Li Zhiyan’s hand, appearing very close to him.
"Now that I think of it, the point you taught me was so easy to remember—I’m not even sure I’ll pass Subject Two yet."
Looking at Li Zhiyan in front of her, He Yanrong was reminded of how effortlessly he had coaxed Liu Fusheng into extreme contentment before.
This child’s talents truly exceeded her expectations.
"Aunt Rong, that man who harassed you hasn’t come by to practice Subject Three, has he?"
"I think he failed Subject Two, so he probably won’t be coming for quite a while."
"That’s good, Aunt Rong."
"Xiao Yan, you’ve really helped me a lot lately."
He Yanrong removed her sunglasses, her ordinary peach blossom eyes revealing a certain look that made Li Zhiyan feel as though his soul was being drawn away.
Their eyes met, and both recalled the fleeting moment when they kissed with the assist of Lai Feifei.
Looking at He Yanrong, Li Zhiyan felt his heart burning with a fiery warmth.
Meanwhile, He Yanrong also remembered that instant—she felt all the loneliness she had repressed for years had completely been drawn out in the moment she touched Li Zhiyan.
"Xiao Yan, can you teach Auntie the basic principles of Go?"
"Auntie really admires you."
"Sure, let’s go sit under the tree and talk."
While the two chatted, their relationship unknowingly grew closer. Li Zhiyan looked at He Yanrong’s seductively made-up face, and for a moment, he couldn’t tell whether she was an E or an F.
At around five o’clock, Li Zhiyan returned to the company to clock in.
Catherine wasn’t there, which meant he got a brief reprieve from being humiliated.
That damned beast of a mare! Li Zhiyan had originally thought he could face her head-on and continue enduring her insults, even to the point of fighting against her black silk-clad leg. But he refused to yield.
Still, thinking he would see Catherine later in the evening, Li Zhiyan wasn’t in a rush.
Dinner was as simple as usual, and Li Zhiyan went to an internet bar to play games while idly studying.
Back at home, Zhao Shumin felt restless.
In the past, Li Zhiyan’s return time was always inconsistent, and staying out all night wasn’t unusual.
But back then, Zhao Shumin had never paid it any mind.
Now, however, everything had changed.
In Zhao Shumin’s heart, Li Zhiyan’s status had already risen incredibly high. Skin-to-skin intimacy had rapidly deepened and melted their feelings for one another.
Could it be that Xiao Yan had gone out to steal something again?
Maybe it was because she had said this week was over? She should discuss this with Xiao Yan and not have spoken so definitively.
Thinking this, Zhao Shumin couldn’t help but feel distressed.
After a long while, Zhao Shumin proactively called Li Zhiyan.
Li Zhiyan, engrossed in his game at the internet bar, answered the call, feeling slightly surprised.
"Aunt Zhao, what’s wrong? Did something happen?"
Now, with several enemies surrounding Aunt Zhao, Li Zhiyan inwardly worried if something had happened to Zhao Shumin.
"It’s nothing, Xiao Yan, Auntie was just a little worried about you not coming home for dinner yet, so I called to check in."
Among people his age, Li Zhiyan had never truly experienced any real care.
But since entering the Aunties’ circle, Li Zhiyan had genuinely felt warmth and strength in this otherwise cold, indifferent city.
The Aunties were very caring toward him.