Shen Hongmei and Lai Feifei didn’t overthink things. Because in their minds, He Yanrong was no longer a rival to them. After all, even though He Yanrong had a single-minded obsession with romance, when it came to matters concerning Li Zhiyan’s safety, she would never take it lightly. So the relationship between Li Zhiyan and He Yanrong could be described as pure and innocent, and neither of them thought much of it. At this moment, He Yanrong was already overwhelmed with shame. Luckily, she hadn’t been caught—just a little more and it would’ve been exposed. "I’m fine, I’m not angry anymore. Anyway, Liu Nini fired me, so let it be." "From now on, I’ll have nothing to do with her." Since Liu Nini was Liu Hongjie’s older sister, deep down, He Yanrong didn’t want any more involvement with this woman either. "It’s good that you’ve come to terms with it. Tonight, we’ll go to the private room next door, order some dishes, and drink some wine." "Xiao Yan, if your company’s busy, you can head back first. I’ll chat quietly with your Aunt Lai and Aunt Rong." "Come back after you’re done punching out." Li Zhiyan, already satisfied, also understood that some conversations between women simply weren’t suitable for him to hear. The Shanghai Three Aunts needed their own space too. After Li Zhiyan left, Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but feel a little sweetness in her heart as she thought of Li Zhiyan wearing the watch she had gifted him. Meanwhile, Lai Feifei also recalled the same thing, and a wave of jealousy surged in her heart, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. Back at the company, after punching out, Li Zhiyan saw Liu Yichen, Jinxin, and even the Chairman’s Wife’s son laughing and chatting together. Just as he sat down at his desk, Wang Ya came over for a little chat with him. Only then did Li Zhiyan learn that the Chairman’s Wife’s son was named Jin Mengyu—a bona fide "super rich and handsome" type. Actually, Liu Yichen was already a "super rich and handsome" guy. After all, Catherine’s family had an astonishing wealth, but compared to the Chairman’s Wife who had billions, maybe even tens of billions, Liu Yichen couldn’t hold a candle. Yu Nianyao was a truly dominant figure in all of Shanghai. "Anyway, Xiao Yan, watch yourself. I see those two are getting along pretty well, and they’ve already had beef with you before." After finishing her warning, Wang Ya hesitated a moment and then left after work. Li Zhiyan smiled. In the past, he would’ve felt inferior around "super rich and handsome" guys. But now, armed with twenty-five levels of enthusiasm for life, Li Zhiyan was overflowing with confidence. In his world, no one would be worth a darn! At this moment, Evelyn, who had just separated from Jin Muxue and Liu Nini, walked in from outside. Her mind was filled with the image of Li Zhiyan taking down four burly security guards on his own. Those guards were so muscular, yet Li Zhiyan had floored them with a single kick. This gave Evelyn a massive psychological shock! As a mixed-race woman, she had spent around equal parts of her life living with her father and mother, shuttling back and forth between the East and the United States. How could Li Zhiyan be so skilled at fighting? Was this the legendary Chinese kung fu? Passing the sales department, Evelyn locked eyes with Li Zhiyan. Li Zhiyan’s unwavering gaze eroded her initial confidence to manipulate him easily. As she passed Catherine’s office door, Catherine opened it. "Back already, half-breed mare." Their years-long rivalry made Catherine unwilling to miss any chance to mock or provoke Evelyn. "You lowly white trash, do you actually think you’re superior?" "What could you possibly have that’s better than me?" Evelyn stepped into Catherine’s office and flaunted her E+ figure. "My legs are longer than yours!" The two women started shouting insults at each other. After a while, neither could win the argument, so they grudgingly ceased hostilities. "Tell me, does the East really have kung fu?" Red-faced with anger, Evelyn asked this unexpected question. Catherine initially froze in confusion. Why was this woman suddenly asking about kung fu? But quickly, Catherine pieced the puzzle together—this woman likely wanted to pick on Li Zhiyan and had probably hired people, only for Li Zhiyan to beat them up. Her blue eyes flickered slightly; an idea to counter Evelyn began forming in Catherine’s mind. "I don’t know about that. But, Evelyn—" "There’s one thing you absolutely can’t compete with me on." Hearing this, Evelyn’s fighting spirit flared up, her sense of indignation rising sharply. "The next CEO title hasn’t been decided yet!" "I wasn’t talking about that." "I’m talking about Li Zhiyan." Jiang Xiuning’s alluring brown eyes flickered oddly at the mention of his name. "I can make Li Zhiyan give me foot massages." "He’s my servant, and you? You’ll never have the ability to get him to do anything outrageous." Evelyn suddenly recalled her attempts to bully Li Zhiyan in the office, only for him to firmly refuse. "I don’t believe it!" Jiang Xiuning sat on the couch in Catherine’s office. She remembered the scene of Li Zhiyan beating up Liu Nini at Century Palace. Someone fearless like him—how could he ever be the type to give Catherine foot massages? "Fine, I’ll go get him then." With that, Catherine walked outside and stopped Li Zhiyan just as he was about to leave.