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Chapter 104 - 075 Catherine’s New Bullying

Chapter 104: 075 Catherine’s New Bullying

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Zhao Shumin’s face was completely burning.

What in the world am I even saying?

Once a day, no kisses lasting more than ten seconds—are these really my words?

Have I lost my mind? Xiao Yan is only 20 years old!

Zhao Shumin agreed they could kiss, but each kiss should not exceed ten seconds.

This made Li Zhiyan uncontrollably excited; it seemed his efforts were indeed yielding results.

"Aunt, I promise you."

"I’m heading to work now."

Li Zhiyan didn’t rush to use today’s opportunity; he planned to save it for the evening. But wasn’t the timing ultimately under his control?

Li Zhiyan felt absolutely calm.

Watching him leave, Zhao Shumin felt surprised too.

This kid actually resisted kissing her.

So strange.

"Anyway, let’s finish Xiao Yan’s T-shirt first."

Sitting on Li Zhiyan’s bed, Zhao Shumin resumed sewing the shirt for him.

...

While cycling on his way to work, Li Zhiyan thought about how Zhao Shumin was sewing his shirt.

It reminded him of an old poem: "A loving mother’s thread, for the wandering son’s clothes."

But Aunt Zhao wasn’t his mother.

It’s just that her age could qualify her to be.

"You enclose me safely, protecting perfection."

Li Zhiyan cycled along, listening to music until he soon arrived at the company.

Like usual, he punched in.

Liu Yichen came over and told him to go to Catherine’s office.

His eyes carried even more triumph, thinking about his mother’s threats of punishment harsher than simply hitting Li Zhiyan. This brought him a sense of balance.

If you don’t give me face, my mom has ways of dealing with you.

"Got it."

Li Zhiyan headed toward Catherine’s office, somehow anticipating what was ahead. Even though it was workplace bullying...

In reality, getting to play with Catherine’s nylon-covered feet made the whole experience worthwhile—the texture was pleasantly unforgettable.

But the more he dwelled on it, the stranger it felt.

Li Zhiyan thought about this, sensing some awkwardness.

Summer break was almost over now, but the day was still unbearably stifling.

As usual, Catherine wore a pencil skirt paired with black stockings and high heels—her typical professional black nylon ensemble, Li Zhiyan’s absolute favorite outfit.

Her remarkably fair-skinned complexion as a foreigner also stirred Li Zhiyan’s heart; she possessed a distinct allure compared to the aunties.

"Li Zhiyan, come here and clean my high heels."

Sitting on the sofa, Catherine stretched out her long, beautiful legs, waiting for Li Zhiyan to clean her shoes.

To be honest, she actually wanted him to lick her heels, but decided that turning someone into a slave should be a game played slowly to maximize enjoyment.

Holding Catherine’s high heel, Li Zhiyan wiped it clean with a damp tissue, even though the shoe was already spotless.

After a while, Catherine was dissatisfied.

"Massage my feet."

Deep down, Catherine secretly enjoyed the sensation of Li Zhiyan massaging her nylon-covered feet.

She had felt lonely for many years, longing for physical contact with the opposite sex.

She wasn’t even sure whether she was insulting Li Zhiyan or unconsciously hoping to soothe her loneliness by letting him massage her feet.

As she thought about it, she grew a little dazed but quickly snapped out of it. How dare Li Zhiyan humiliate her son?

She must teach him a lesson to show her power.

Taking off Catherine’s high heel, Li Zhiyan closely examined her foot adorned with red nail polish.

The Shanghai Three Aunts seemed to all have the habit of painting their toes, except Aunt Zhao, who shunned makeup.

Aside from some skincare cream, Aunt Zhao didn’t use any cosmetics.

But this hardly affected Aunt Zhao’s beauty and skin condition—she was nothing short of naturally stunning.

As he massaged Catherine’s feet, after a while, she grew unsatisfied again, extending her left foot to press against his belly.

She began stepping on him, humiliating Li Zhiyan.

In her mind, she was intrigued—this infuriating Li Zhiyan truly seemed unusually gifted, somewhat extraordinary.

He must be one in a million.

"Li Zhiyan."

"Later, go scrub the toilet in the sales department."

Feeling Catherine’s nylon-clad foot against his chest, Li Zhiyan did not refuse—he had no intention of doing the job himself and planned to make Liu Jinxin handle it.

With Aunt Lai protecting him, he wasn’t worried about being fired.

"Understood, Miss Catherine."

Catherine was extremely satisfied with Li Zhiyan’s obedience and placed her other foot on his belly, continuing to humiliate him.

...

After exiting Catherine’s office, Liu Jinxin was standing nearby, waiting for him, looking smug.

Since their school days, Liu Jinxin and Li Zhiyan had never gotten along. After graduating, Xu Qianqian had insisted Li Zhiyan pay the bill.

This had completely severed their relationship, and now Liu Jinxin found delight in seeing Li Zhiyan subjected to workplace bullying. However, his laughter didn’t last long.

"Catherine asked you to scrub all the toilets in the sales department."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"The CEO said it’s an opportunity—she plans to promote you. I’ve delivered the message; if you don’t want to do it, then forget it."

"Or you could go and ask the CEO yourself."

Returning to his workstation, Li Zhiyan grabbed his bag and left.

At this hour, everyone was busy; Liu Yichen had gone out with the company’s senior employees to run errands.

No one noticed the two of them.

Li Zhiyan walked away calmly, leaving Liu Jinxin scratching his head.

Could Catherine really want to give him a promotion?

It didn’t seem entirely impossible—after all, he had Liu Yichen as a connection. Catherine promoting him wasn’t out of the question.

He considered going to the office to ask, but didn’t have the guts.

As the company’s CEO, Catherine was extremely authoritative with her subordinates, and he felt intimidated.

"Forget it; let’s go scrub the toilets. If it leads to a promotion, everything will be worth it later."

If he could land a leadership position, then he’d have the chance to show off at future class reunions—definitely an opportunity to flaunt, given that the Changlong Group was publicly listed.

...

During the day, Li Zhiyan collected his casual bonus as usual.

While slacking off, he began studying Japanese.

"Otousan."

"Mama."

"Yamete—I know this one..."

After learning a bit, Li Zhiyan casually watched a Japanese movie.

Though it lacked subtitles, he could still understand the storyline.

"I’m your classmate’s otousan."

"But ma’am, if you want your son to improve academically, I must tutor him."

"You surely don’t want your son’s studies to stagnate, do you?"

"But..."

"Please, ma’am!"

With a bow, the protagonist left Li Zhiyan feeling amused. Movies were going to be much easier to watch moving forward.

Previously, not understanding the dialogues felt like scratching an itch through a boot.

In the afternoon, he browsed Zhao Shumin’s Douyin account.

"Aunt Zhao still gets the most likes whenever she films videos focusing on her chest. These ones are just okay."

Many comments stemmed from users drawn by her previous popular video, demanding Aunt Zhao expose more cleavage.

As a reader of classical literature, Li Zhiyan felt embarrassed to be associated with such people.

After clocking out for the day, just as he was about to leave, Catherine called him over.

"Li Zhiyan, come to my office."

That afternoon, Catherine had grown tired from walking, so she wanted Li Zhiyan to massage her nylon-covered feet.

When he entered, Catherine smiled contentedly, "The toilets were scrubbed well today."

Catherine had sent someone to check the sales department men’s room—it was indeed spotless. Cleaning staff had been instructed not to touch those areas anymore, clearly indicating Li Zhiyan had done the work.

This particular "slave" was rather obedient.

"Massage my feet."

"And my legs too."

Reclining on the sofa, Catherine felt relaxed while Li Zhiyan sat down, removed her high heels, and placed her nylon-clad feet on his lap, starting to massage them gently.

His gaze lingered on Catherine’s long, nylon-clad legs.

At 178 cm, Catherine’s height and legs resembled the elongated limbs often shown in short videos.

Only Aunt Shen could rival her in leg length.

While massaging her feet, Li Zhiyan moved his hands up to her calves, kneading them.

"Li Zhiyan, are you massaging my legs or touching my legs?"

Catherine suddenly realized that Li Zhiyan might be interested in her.

A young man his age shouldn’t be attracted to women in their 40s, yet he saw her as a woman.

Reflecting on Li Zhiyan’s earlier sessions of unquestioning obedience, Catherine belatedly recognized it.

Perhaps she should stop "workplace bullying" him and limit his tasks to scrubbing toilets; anything more was creating opportunities for him to take advantage.

However, the warmth of Li Zhiyan’s hands eased a deep loneliness within Catherine, making her reluctant to stop.

She deeply enjoyed this peculiar sensation.

"Catherine, CEO."

Li Zhiyan knew this woman loved being addressed as Catherine, CEO.

"This is an oriental massage technique."

"If I massage you, it can relieve your fatigue."

"Mmhmm..."

Feeling genuinely relaxed, Catherine lazily reclined on the sofa, letting Li Zhiyan continue massaging her.

Catherine’s calves were perfectly proportioned. Looking up to her thighs above the over-the-knee nylons, where the pale skin peeked through, Li Zhiyan could only imagine how fair her legs were.

Absorbed by the sensation of her nylon-clad limbs, he continued massaging her feet and calves, his hands moving back and forth.

Enjoying herself, Catherine couldn’t resist placing both feet on Li Zhiyan’s stomach.

She realized his abdomen radiated warmth. Whenever her feet rested on it, the sense of comfort was intoxicating.

If this boy could cuddle her to sleep at night, wouldn’t that be like holding a blazing furnace?

Just the thought was soothing and delightful.

"Should I massage your thighs as well?"

Catherine swallowed nervously. This boy—what was he trying to do? Pondering, she adjusted her pencil skirt.

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