CHAPTER 282: AUNT LAI ALWAYS REMEMBERS TO BRING 119 FORGETFUL CALF MILK ✩✩✩✩✩

For a while, Catherine sat down with her back facing Li Zhiyan.

"Li Zhiyan, massage my shoulders for me."

Li Zhiyan obediently walked over and began massaging Catherine’s shoulders. From this angle, he could more freely admire the cleavage and creamy white skin of Catherine.

This woman truly lived up to being a Caucasian—her distinct complexion combined with her pink nurse uniform made Li Zhiyan feel his blood rushing faster.

Finally, Li Zhiyan couldn’t restrain himself any longer and tightly embraced Catherine from behind.

Feeling the president’s heartbeat, Li Zhiyan inhaled the fragrance from her hair while tightly holding Catherine in his arms.

Catherine couldn’t help but feel immensely pleased in her heart. This Li Zhiyan really couldn’t resist her allure after all.

After turning around, Catherine willingly merged into Li Zhiyan’s embrace.

The two naturally began kissing.

"Mmph... You lowly Asian. Taking the initiative to hug me like this—are you hoping to make something happen?"

Amidst the fervent kiss, Catherine, still adorned in her nurse outfit, coiled her slender, stocking-clad legs around Li Zhiyan’s waist.

Gradually, she pushed Li Zhiyan down onto the sofa. The two continued to kiss while Li Zhiyan’s hands began wandering restlessly.

They roamed back and forth on Catherine’s shapely legs and round hips.

It was only after a full half hour that the two finally separated.

"Three times left."

Watching Li Zhiyan stand up, Catherine still felt a profound heat coursing through her body.

"President, I’ll leave for now."

Satisfied, Li Zhiyan wiped the lipstick from his lips and turned to leave.

"Damn it! Why did I kiss Li Zhiyan for such a long time this time...?"

Checking the time, Catherine realized that she and Li Zhiyan had kissed for approximately half an hour!

Why had she become so invested? Catherine felt a twinge of incomprehension in her heart. Could it be that she was starting to have feelings for Li Zhiyan?

The moment this notion surfaced, Catherine’s heart grew flustered. He was just a lowly Asian man, a mere subordinate employee. He wasn’t worthy of kissing her—so how could she entertain such thoughts?

She walked to the door, locked it firmly, and breathed a sigh of relief. Wearing a nurse uniform for Li Zhiyan could be excused, but she absolutely couldn’t let her other employees or even her female secretary see her like this.

If word got out, it would undoubtedly become the biggest scandal within the company.

Catherine returned to the sofa, lay down, and closed her eyes, intending to relax for a bit.

"Just three more times, and I’ll finally be free."

Thinking this, the oppressive tension in Catherine’s heart lifted considerably. When Li Zhiyan returned to the office in the afternoon to clock in, perhaps she could entice him to take the initiative to kiss her again.

If that worked, she could likely wrap this all up by tomorrow.

...

Outside the company, Li Zhiyan still felt like he was in a dream. Catherine, the dignified president of a publicly listed subsidiary company, had willingly dressed in a nurse outfit.

Then, right before his eyes, she displayed her alluring charms, seducing him.

This was truly a bit wild. But thinking back to what had happened at the internet café before, that had been equally crazy.

After heading to the Lottery Store to claim his small jackpot, Li Zhiyan’s savings successfully reached 310,000.

"The day after tomorrow, I can start collecting the shop’s profits."

Standing outside the Lottery Store, Li Zhiyan rubbed his hands eagerly, brimming with anticipation.

When slacking off at the internet café, Shen Hongmei’s call came through again.

"Hey, sweetheart, are you busy right now?"

"No, Aunt, just goofing off outside. I finished this month’s KPIs ages ago."

"Good to hear. I’m at the company now, and your Aunt Lai is here as well."

"Let’s have dinner together tonight."

"Okay, Aunt. Got it."

"Then I’ll see you tonight."

Hanging up, Li Zhiyan contentedly continued playing his games.

After lunch, he headed to the Century Palace. He found a corner outside and crouched there for a while, waiting for Jin Muxue to arrive.

But after a bit of waiting, Jin Muxue didn’t show—Aunt Lai did instead. Aunt Lai had Shen Hongmei’s secretary drop her off in her Xiaomi SU7 at the entrance and went straight into the Century Palace.

Judging by Aunt Lai’s stride, Li Zhiyan could tell she had definitely had her fair share of drinks today. A true boozehound couldn’t go a single day without alcohol to make them feel alive.

Actually, today Lai Feifei had indeed kept an eye on Shen Hongmei, but Shen Hongmei had just been too busy lately.

The entire morning, she had been making business calls, which led Lai Feifei to conclude that Shen Hongmei wouldn’t have time in the afternoon to sneak off and rendezvous privately with Li Zhiyan.

So she had come to find He Yanrong instead. Shen Hongmei spent most of her time being way too proper—it was far more interesting to hang out with He Yanrong.

A short time later, a Toyota Alphard pulled up in front of Century Palace.

A petite, delicate woman stepped out of the car.

The woman stood 150 cm tall. Even in 5 cm heels, she remained adorably petite—someone of her stature was truly rare.

She had a youthful, girl-next-door beauty, but the faint crow’s feet at the edges of her eyes betrayed her age.

The juxtaposition of her innocent, youthful face and those faint lines created a subtle but profound contrast—a sort of "white moonlight" fantasy stepping gracefully into middle age.