"Hmm, let's do it like this."
"People from small, insignificant places, who've never seen the world, will definitely sign the contract."
Yin Deli lit a cigar, determined to help Jin Muxue accomplish this.
"Fine, when the time comes, I'm going to teach that boy a hard lesson and restore my pride!"
Thinking about Li Zhiyan groveling before her like a dog, helping her regain face in front of Catherine, she couldn't help but anticipate the moment.
Then, Evelyn, the mixed-race woman, looked at Yin Deli expectantly and said, "Honey, there's no one around right now, so why don't we..."
Deep down, Evelyn truly felt lonely. Thirty, as fierce as a wolf; forty, as bold as a tiger—now in her forties, she had silently endured years of isolation.
Her inner desires were suppressed, ready to erupt like a volcano on the verge of explosion.
Yin Deli stammered nervously, "I still have things to do, honey. Right now, we need to focus on how to secure the CEO position."
