CHAPTER 452: 158 CONFRONTING THE CHAIRMAN’S WIFE, AUNT ZAIZAI TAKES HER MEDICINE ✩✩✩✩✩

Catherine’s words left Evelyn in utter disbelief.

Catherine kissed Li Zhiyan? That arrogant woman actually set her sights on a low-level employee like him?

More importantly, she was even proud of kissing Li Zhiyan?

"What nonsense."

"Li Zhiyan is Asian. In certain ways, he’s naturally at a disadvantage compared to White people!"

Evelyn thought Catherine was just making things up to upset her.

"If you don’t believe me, you can observe for yourself—Li Zhiyan is indeed exceptional."

"You don’t possess the ability to make Li Zhiyan grovel at your feet. Only I can!"

After saying this, Catherine cheerfully left Evelyn’s office.

But Evelyn’s heart was pounding faster and faster. Could it be true that Li Zhiyan had such talent? If so, wouldn’t that mean...

...

After sitting at his desk for a while, Li Zhiyan’s mind was still replaying the incident with the foreign woman. This woman was really going all out to set him up, just so he’d become her lapdog in the future.

She truly knew how to bring out her A-game, and to be fair, the foreign woman was getting more and more cooperative—clearly, she’d gotten used to being intimate with him.

As he mulled this over, the Chairman’s Wife walked in from outside.

"Li Zhiyan, come with me for a moment."

Today, Yu Nianyao was wearing an elegant white dress. Her seductive yet refined face was stunningly gorgeous, exuding an unparalleled air of poise and sophistication.

If not for her noble demeanor, that flirtatious face rivaling Aunt Rong’s would undoubtedly brand her as a femme fatale.

But her innate elegance and dignity made it impossible for anyone to entertain disrespectful thoughts.

Gazing at her shapely legs wrapped in delicate hosiery, legs that clearly didn’t belong to someone from his social stratum, Li Zhiyan nodded and followed the Chairman’s Wife outside.

"Li Zhiyan, Auntie wants to treat you to a cup of coffee."

"Sure."

Following Yu Nianyao into the executive elevator, Li Zhiyan caught the faint, elegant scent emanating from her. It stirred something primal within him, making his blood course faster.

The Chairman’s Wife’s E+ figure was nothing short of perfection. From this angle, Li Zhiyan could catch a fleeting glimpse of a tantalizingly deep cleavage, causing his pulse to race even more.

After crossing the street to a coffee shop, Yu Nianyao ordered two coffees and led Li Zhiyan to sit by a window.

The Chairman’s Wife truly deserved her reputation as one of Shanghai’s elite socialites—even her posture radiated poise and grace.

Her refined demeanor made her appear both dignified and approachable, standing out as the most polished and affluent of all the "aunties" Li Zhiyan had ever encountered.

"Li Zhiyan, to be honest, I quite admire you."

"Thank you, Chairman’s Wife."

"From what I can see, Catherine values you highly. You have a bright future ahead of you."

Yu Nianyao’s voice brimmed with warmth, yet carried an invisible undertone of authority.

Li Zhiyan knew this came from her lifelong position of privilege and influence.

Aunt Shen and Aunt Rong might be wealthy now, but they’d grown up in average households, building their fortunes step by step in that era.

Yu Nianyao, however, was born into wealth and privilege, raised with a "golden spoon" in her mouth. Her aura carried an innate nobility that came from her very bones.

"The reason I asked you here today is to talk about something specific."

"My son, Jin Mengyu, has a bit of a temper. If he asks you to do something or perhaps even strikes you occasionally, I hope you’ll indulge him and play along."

"I’ll make it worth your while in the future. I know you’re a smart person and will understand what I’m asking."

Hearing this, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger. No matter how things stood, he had his own pride—there was no way he’d put up with such humiliation.

"Chairman’s Wife, I’ve always respected you as a graceful and reasonable person. But I didn’t expect you to spoil your son so much. Aren’t you worried that his behavior might lead to trouble one day? Why should I let myself be bullied by your son?"

"What trouble could he possibly get into? My son was born as one of the top heirs in all of Shanghai. Whatever mess he creates, I can easily clean it up."

Yu Nianyao’s voice remained calm and composed, still carrying that gentle warmth.

Her captivating eyes fixed on Li Zhiyan as she added, "In fact, in a certain sense, you really ought to let my son have his way with you."

"Because you’re just a kid from a poor, small-town family."

"While my son grew up in a billion-yuan mansion, eating off solid gold utensils."

"Right after graduating, he drives Rolls-Royces and Ferraris."

"His status and position are worlds apart from yours."

As Li Zhiyan stared at her, Yu Nianyao unexpectedly felt a strange hint of unease. Most people were intimidated by her. But this young man’s eyes carried a kind of fearless defiance.

Perhaps it was just the audacity of youth. He didn’t grasp the reality that she could crush him effortlessly—the gap in their social standings was insurmountable.

"Auntie is simply sharing a truth about society. Honestly, the compensation I offer you in the future will outweigh any grievances you endure."

"Since you come from a poor family, you should understand the importance of seizing opportunities. Letting my son mistreat you, to boost his emotional satisfaction..."

"In exchange for a promising future—isn’t that a worthwhile trade?"

"Isn’t that the most practical reality?"

Li Zhiyan stared at Yu Nianyao and said, "Chairman’s Wife, I understand that you come from privilege. So, in your eyes, people like us are just NPCs—disposable, easy to exploit."