He resembled a majestic and awe-inspiring tiger.

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Although she had failed once again, Little Seven was a resilient child. She had already begun to find joy in the struggle, steeling herself for a long battle, so this setback hardly fazed her.

She pressed on to the second round.

“President Lin, close your eyes and take a deep breath!”

He smiled and obliged.

Little Seven glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

Coming at this head-on didn’t work—she’d have to be more subtle.

Without hesitation, she took off the necklace and stealthily reached for his pocket. If she managed to slip it in, the necklace would have been returned to its rightful owner. Once he discovered it, he’d never let her wear it on her neck again. Nor would he keep it. Either way, she would lose this battle. So she might as well use this trick.

“Xiyang!”

He suddenly spoke. Her hand trembled, and the necklace slipped into the crack of the sofa.

Oh no, oh no, please don’t let him notice.

Yichen opened his eyes to look at her. Little Seven immediately put on an innocent face and began massaging his temples, “President Lin, I told you, don’t interrupt while I’m massaging you. But if you have something to say, you can tell me—just don’t open your eyes.”

Now the necklace was no longer on her neck. If he saw, she’d be doomed.

As she continued massaging, Little Seven glanced at the sofa.

Where did it fall? Why couldn’t she see it?

Yichen said lazily, “You admire Sister Liu for being a master’s graduate?”

Huh?

Little Seven didn’t quite get it, but replied instinctively, “Of course! She has a master’s degree, so of course I admire her.”

“Then starting tomorrow, your main job will be reading—about anything related to getting a master’s. Before you leave work each day, I’ll quiz you.”

“What?” Little Seven was rattled. The necklace was instantly forgotten. “My job is to read? And about master’s degrees?”

Yichen gave a languid “hm.”

“And if you quiz me and I get it wrong?”

“Then I’ll dock your pay.”

“….”

Little Seven’s expression was a masterpiece of astonishment.

She finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot. Why did she have to bring up Sister Liu’s master’s degree?

See? Now she’d gotten herself into trouble.

Suddenly she wondered, why did she have to slip the necklace into his pocket? Why not just toss it onto his desk when he wasn’t looking? Why all the effort...

Little Seven recalled the three sentences she’d once come up with.

Against the heavens, she was invincible.

Against the earth, she was invincible.

Against the CEO, she was utterly defeated.

Now it needed revising.

Against the heavens—endless fun.

Against the earth—endless fun.

Against the CEO—endless stupidity.

This was the rare truth she’d discovered!

“Um, President Lin, if I can’t answer, how much will you dock per question?”

“Not much, a hundred per question.”

“….”

Little Seven’s eyes went black. Unable to take it, she blurted out, “How is that not much?”

Yichen was noncommittal. “What can you buy with a hundred yuan?”

“….”

Of course, for a wealthy CEO like you, a hundred yuan is nothing. But for me—

I’m the poorest alien.

Little Seven made a dying effort, “Can’t you give me a discount?”

Yichen smiled, clearly in high spirits. “Of course… not. But if you answer correctly, there’s a reward.”

Little Seven’s eyes lit up. “What reward?”

“If you get it right, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Well...

A food reward was exciting.

But still—

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“President Lin, can I exchange the meal for cash?”

He was surprisingly agreeable. “You can—ten yuan in cash.”

“….”

Little Seven looked utterly defeated, her eyes almost rolling back.

As the saying goes, after the first charge comes decline, and the third is exhaustion.

After this ordeal, Little Seven was completely spent.

“Fine, I’ll eat,” she muttered. Wait, why did she have to read books anyway?

She was here to work and earn money.

And now he was going to quiz her.

If she got it wrong, he’d dock her pay?

If she got it right, a meal—or just ten yuan.

Damn—

Little Seven felt deeply that this capitalist CEO was just finding roundabout ways to deduct her salary.

A true bloodsucking capitalist.

But he was sick—she couldn’t risk upsetting him.

Then she remembered the necklace.

Right, if he opened his eyes and saw her neck bare, would he get so angry his illness got worse?

No, absolutely not. She couldn’t let him find out. She couldn’t search for the necklace openly while he was here.

She’d have to slip out first.

“President Lin, the massage is about done. Why don’t you close your eyes and rest for a bit? I’ll just step out for a moment,” she said, and immediately darted out.

“Wait—”

She was already gone.

Yichen sensed something strange and followed her out.

Seeing him coming, Little Seven panicked.

Why did he follow her out?

No, no, the best plan was to run.

She got up and took off at a sprint.

Why was she running?

She looked back—the CEO was still following.

No, she had to get out of the building to be safe.

Yichen frowned as he watched her fleeing figure.

Was she really fleeing just because he asked her to read?

She really was... easily teased.

He was only joking with her.

Of course, if she accepted, that would be ideal.

After all, reading was a good thing.

Li Cheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the research department and happened to see two figures—one chasing, one fleeing—on the upper floor. He took off his radiation-protection glasses and got a clear look.

He thought for a moment, walked out, and dialed Joanna.

“Miss Qiao, let me tell you something. President Lin was ruined over Ye Xiyang’s sapphire case, yet she’s still working at TC as if nothing happened. Just now, I saw President Lin chasing Ye Xiyang out during office hours. Now, do you still think she’s some clueless girl?”

“She stole the sapphire, and he still keeps her around,” Anna said furiously, clenching her fist. Suddenly, she relaxed and smiled coldly. “If Ye Xiyang leaves of her own accord, with Yichen’s pride, he’ll definitely never go after her again.”

Li Cheng caught the implication. “Miss Qiao, you mean...?”

“Didn’t you say your department has an honest, upright employee? The one who hates wrongdoers?”

Li Cheng immediately understood. “Yes, he hates nothing more than wrongdoing—especially theft...”

A thought struck him. “But if Ye Xiyang leaves now, what about the sapphire...?”

“The sapphire doesn’t matter to me. What matters is Yichen,” Anna narrowed her eyes. “You care about your project, but if Ye Xiyang doesn’t leave, I can’t get close to Yichen, do you understand?”

Everyone knows, when you take someone’s money, you do their bidding.

So, of course, Li Cheng would do as Joanna said.

...

...

Little Seven felt that the persistent figure behind her was incredibly determined—he had chased her all this way.

Didn’t he ever get tired?

She was nearly out of breath herself.

Still, she kept running, and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a poster.

Drawn by instinct, she ran towards it.

Closer and closer, until she was right in front of it. She fixed her eyes on it and instantly, her eyes sparkled as she threw herself at the poster.

Wow, those pecs were amazing.

She stroked the poster and even bent in for a sniff.

Oh wow, the purest masculine scent.

Little Seven completely forgot she was on the run.

She was utterly captivated by the male hormones radiating from the image.

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Without thinking, she dashed into the store.

Yichen ran after her, lifting his eyes to see the letters S-T-Y-L-E.

His expression immediately darkened.

He strode inside.

The lights inside flashed, men and women mingled intimately, drinking and dancing. The music pounded, nearly shattering eardrums.

Yichen’s handsome brow furrowed.

His dark gaze swept through the raucous crowd, searching for her.

When he finally spotted her, his face went stormy enough to rival outer space.

Because Little Seven’s hand was reaching—hungrily—toward the chest of a burly man nearby.

Damn it, she actually dared to touch another man.

For the first time in his life, President Lin swore.

Little Seven’s hand was just about to grasp those pecs when a bigger hand seized her wrist.

She turned and met a pair of eyes blazing with fury.

She was both scared and mortified.

She’d gotten so caught up in the pecs, she’d forgotten the danger she was in.

Now that she’d been caught, she knew resistance was futile. She let the CEO drag her out.

Suddenly, a thought struck her.

Why was she so stupid? Why didn’t she use her superpowers to escape?

Utterly foolish.

Going up against the CEO really was the height of stupidity.

Now maybe she could use her powers? She reached out her hand.

Nope. As long as he was there, she couldn’t use them.

Sigh! How tragic.

At that moment, a cheer erupted. Little Seven instinctively looked over and saw three burly men come onstage.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she tugged Yichen’s hand. “Look, look, they’re doing a runway show!”

He forced a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Nice to watch?”

Little Seven beamed with delight, nodding vigorously. “Of course, their bodies are fantastic.”

“Better than mine?”

“About the same as yours.”

Yichen narrowed his eyes at her, then released her hand. Little Seven was completely absorbed by the male models on stage, oblivious to the CEO’s absence.

A minute later...

The music stopped, and suddenly everything was quiet. The host took the stage, microphone in hand. “Ladies and gentlemen, our runway segment is temporarily canceled tonight. As an apology, we’ll be giving each table a complimentary fruit platter. Thank you for your understanding.”

Why was it canceled?

Little Seven looked utterly disappointed.

A hand gripped the back of her neck. “Still not ready to leave?”

“No,” she muttered. She hadn’t seen anything yet and didn’t want to just leave. She immediately said, “President Lin, let me tell you, places like this can really help you relax. They get your blood pumping, make you...”

“You already get my blood pumping enough,” Yichen interrupted, not bothering with her anymore, and dragged her toward the door by the back of her neck.

Little Seven was about to launch into her signature wailing when she heard a voice even more starstruck than her own.

“Wow, look at that guy—he’s so handsome and cool! That physique is perfect! Those long legs must be at least a meter five, right? And that chiseled face, how does a face like that even exist? He’s the ultimate male god.”

“But that handsome guy’s dragging along a woman who’s just so-so, looks barely average at best.”

Little Seven: “...”

“That outstanding young man is being snatched up by a pig—it’s such a waste.”

Damn it, Little Seven exploded.

Did they just call her a pig?

With a face as pretty as a flower, and they called her average? They were just asking for it!

Before she could lose her temper, the hand gripping her neck let go.

Little Seven glanced aside—the CEO was smiling darkly. She shivered, and all her anger vanished in an instant.

Because she realized he’d felt her neck was bare.

However...

Yichen took her hand, elegantly leading her back inside.

Although this capitalist wore a faint smile at that moment, to her eyes, he seemed like a majestic tiger—and then...