Aunt Lai, always stirring up trouble everywhere!

At this moment, Shen Hongmei felt that Li Zhiyan was being childish. Children will always be children, she thought. He liked to show off, but such a display seemed somewhat immature. Upon further reflection, however, she decided that Li Zhiyan could not be that immature. Judging by his confession to her previously, it was clear that he was a logical person; if he truly knew no German, he would not be speaking like this now.

"My little Yanbao, you even know German?" she asked. "You really have made your aunt look at you with new eyes. Tonight, Auntie must reward you with some wine."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

After having a few drinks, Aunt Lai’s condition had worsened again, but Li Zhiyan actually quite liked the way she acted when she was tipsy.

"Young Master Li," she said, "you can speak German?"

"Yes, I taught myself for a while," Li Zhiyan replied. "If I were to take on a part-time job as a German translator, it shouldn't be a problem. Aunt Shen, you could consider me."

Li Zhiyan now understood the benefits of having a powerful memory. Taking on part-time work would allow him to earn money much faster than the average person. If he wanted to seek a full-time translation job, his multilingual abilities would make him a versatile asset, making it much easier to find employment. However, he remembered the future opportunities waiting for him at Changlong International quite clearly, so he had no intention of changing jobs.

"Do you really know how to speak German?" The three sophisticated, mature women in the room were looking at Li Zhiyan with changed expressions. He hadn't majored in a foreign language, yet he could speak German—it was truly inconceivable.

"I really can, Aunt Shen."

"But your major isn't German, Young Master Li."

"I am self-taught. When I had some free time in college, I taught myself."

He Yanyong, who was washing Li Zhiyan's feet, couldn't help but form a different opinion of him. This boy seemed a bit too immature.

"Then have a conversation with Mia. If you truly know German and have a certain level of proficiency, I will let you take on the part-time job." As she said this, she felt a flicker of fear that he might actually succeed. That night, their seven encounters were, in her heart, an absolute and unforgivable mistake. Shen Hongmei wanted to distance herself from Li Zhiyan, hoping that this mistake would eventually fade away. But she hadn't expected that this drunkard, Lai Feifei, would drag Li Zhiyan along to their foot massage session. Just thinking about it gave Shen Hongmei a headache. She found herself caught in a contradiction: part of her hoped he didn't know German, while another part hoped he did.

Mia cleared her throat and began to converse with Li Zhiyan in German.

"Sprechen Sie Deutsch?"

Li Zhiyan: "Yes, I can."

"Ihr Akzent ist sehr authentisch, haben Sie jemals einen Lehrer gefunden?" (Your accent is very authentic, have you ever found a teacher?)

Li Zhiyan: "I am self-taught."

When Li Zhiyan actually spoke German and was able to communicate with Mia, the eyes of the three women were filled with disbelief. This kid really could speak German! Shen Hongmei’s clear, beautiful eyes, in particular, flickered with an unusual light. People nowadays were generally fickle and eager for quick success, unable to calm their minds. A young man with talent like Li Zhiyan was a rare creature indeed. It turned out this boy was so gifted.

"Hübscher Kerl, du siehst ziemlich gut aus." (Pretty guy, you look quite good.)

Li Zhiyan: "It's alright, I suppose."

"Hattest du jemals Liebe?" (Have you ever been in love?)

Li Zhiyan: "Once."

"Wie lange hast du jedes Mal Sex?" (How long do you have sex each time?)

"About half an hour."

"Wie lang sind deine Genitalien?" (How long are your genitals?)

Li Zhiyan: "18 centimeters."

"Das ist wirklich groß! Du musst sehr grob sein, willst du Sex mit deiner Schwester haben?" (That’s really big! You must be very rough, do you want to have sex with your sister?)

Li Zhiyan: "I'm not interested..."

"Schwester will dein Geld nicht, und du kannst ohne Kondom auskommen." (Sister doesn't want your money, and you can go without a condom.)

Li Zhiyan: "I appreciate the offer, Sister Mia, but I'm really not interested."

Mia looked a bit disappointed, then turned to Shen Hongmei and said earnestly, "Ms. Shen, this young man's German is absolutely excellent. He could live in our country just fine. If he is willing to be your translator, he is definitely qualified." She gave Li Zhiyan a thumbs up. "Little one, your German is great. It reminds me of home. If you want to chat in the future, come find me."

The women looked at Li Zhiyan with entirely different expressions now.

"Wow!" one exclaimed. "Little Yanbao, you're too amazing. You actually know German! You’ve really opened my eyes. Come over here to Auntie; I have something delicious for you."

He Yanyong looked at him with curiosity. Many young people today just wanted to "lie flat" and weren't willing to strive for anything. Yet, Li Zhiyan knew German. "Young Master Li, how did you think to learn German? And to learn it so well! Now you can really go work part-time at your Aunt Shen’s company."

Mia added in Chinese, filled with wonder, "Little one, you are truly gifted. Very few people are as smart as you, using their spare time to reach such a level in German. Even those majoring in German wouldn't necessarily reach your level."

After giving her assessment, Mia left the private room.

Feeling the wonderful sensation of his toes being cradled by He Yanyong's delicate hands, Li Zhiyan turned to look at Shen Hongmei and asked with anticipation, "Aunt Shen, can I go work part-time at your company now? My usual schedule is very flexible; if there is work that needs to be done, I will definitely be able to make it."

Shen Hongmei looked at his expectant eyes, her mind still lingering on Mia's praise. She hadn't expected the boy's IQ to be so high! Middle-aged women shared a common trait: they loved children with high intelligence, and Shen Hongmei was no exception. She truly hadn't realized Li Zhiyan was a hidden linguistic genius. According to Mia, his talent was exceptional. After all, how could a normal person reach that level of German in their spare time without being a genius? Although she didn't understand what Mia and Li Zhiyan had been discussing, it sounded very sophisticated.

"Alright," Shen Hongmei agreed. A faint sense of unease stirred within her. She had clearly wanted to reduce her contact with Li Zhiyan, but now, the entanglement was only deepening. Did they really share an inescapable fate? She looked at Lai Feifei with a hint of resentment. This damned drunkard... was Li Zhiyan her illegitimate son? She treated him so well that she even brought him along to a foot massage with her best friends.

"Yanyong," Lai Feifei said, "do you want to find a godson? I think Little Yanbao is perfect for you. Since you haven't weaned yet, it's the perfect way for him to reminisce about his childhood!"

Lai Feifei’s mouth couldn't stop running once she had been drinking; she wanted to tease Li Zhiyan and her two best friends. She felt that life had become much more interesting since Li Zhiyan entered the picture.

He Yanyong, who had been very calm until now, felt her face flush. "Do you believe me and Hongmei will tear your mouth open!" She hadn't expected this drunkard to blurt such things out. At the same time, a few damp spots appeared on the bodice of her qipao.

Li Zhiyan couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he watched.