America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 23 You Came Just in Time

After seeing Olivia off, Zhang Ailun locked the mansion door himself, placed his luggage on the steps at the entrance, changed his shoes, and walked into the magnificent hall.

"What would you like to drink, Mr. Kim?"

Catherine, now somewhat sober, leaned against the refrigerator, looking at Zhang Ailun with a hazy smile.

She wore a black work dress, her transparent high-heeled sandals sparkled with crystals, revealing her toes with red manicured nails, and a pink scarf around her neck.

Under the light, some of the white foundation makeup had come off. Although it was clear that she took good care of her skin, which was fair and moisturized, the wrinkles around her eyes and the blemishes on her face revealed her true age.

This is what the old Manchu people are like without filters.

No matter how well you take care of yourself, you won't look much better in your thirties.

Zhang Ailun pondered, "Coffee? Or a bottle of soda, anything is fine. I don't feel particularly thirsty right now."

Catherine looked at him meaningfully, then smiled, a slightly languid smile on her face. "It's 9:46 PM now. Would you like some coffee?"

Despite saying that, he still took out cocoa beans and started grinding coffee. "Please have a seat, Mr. Jin. I'm usually the only one here."

"Perhaps you can just call me by my first name, Hamburg, or Juan, Ms. Jon."

"Okay, Hamburger, you can just call me Catherine." Catherine smiled.

Zhang Ailun sat on the sofa, feeling how soft it was; he felt like he was sinking into it.

While shifting into a more comfortable position on her back, she inquired about the other person's situation: "You said you live here alone? Catherine, where's your husband?"

"We're divorced."

Catherine said dismissively, "That guy's a jerk. His only redeeming quality is that he's rich. We've been going our separate ways for a long time."

"..."

Ok.

In your advanced place, it is indeed advanced in every aspect.

Zhang Ailun casually started a conversation, and the two chatted idly.

I accidentally triggered a button, and a vibration came from my back, a tingling sensation.

Suddenly, a strange force came from below my buttocks.

Give it a strong push.

!! ?

Zhang Ailun immediately stood up as if his pants were on fire, looking at the sofa that was bulging with rhythm with some doubt.

I don't quite understand it, but I'm deeply impressed.

You old Manchus really know how to have fun!

Everything is fully automatic.

Catherine, seeing this, simply smiled indifferently, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

She walked over with a cup of strong coffee and some milk candy, placing it on the table: "Is this your first time visiting someone's home? I mean, your first time experiencing life in a mansion?"

"No. I've stayed in much more luxurious ocean-view villas than this, in Bali."

Zhang Ailun speaks the truth; he likes to tell the truth.

"But you don't have that kind of thing over there. I mean, the technology on the island isn't backward, but the environment is more in harmony with nature."

What is life like in Bali?

Catherine made herself a NOHO vitamin hangover drink, sat on the sofa, gestured for him not to be shy, and thoughtfully turned off the fully automatic mode for him.

If you want to try it, you can do so in a little while.

"Yes, a peaceful place where you can relax and retire. It has beautiful beaches, azure waters, and a salty sea breeze."

"During the day, you can visit tourist attractions with your friends, such as Tirta Empul Temple and Ubud Palace, sunbathe on the beach, surf, and experience various fun activities. At night, you can walk on the beach, collect seashells, gaze at the stars, and enjoy a peaceful life."

"Or it could be a lively bonfire party with friends, singing and dancing together, feeling free and carefree," Zhang Ailun recalled.

"What you're saying sounds wonderful! I'm already tempted and can't wait to fly there and experience a vacation in Bali."

Catherine was somewhat tempted, but also a little disappointed. "Unfortunately, I'm usually very busy with work and can't find the time."

Zhang Ailun's demeanor also suggests he's not lying; he genuinely has experienced that kind of life. No matter how much someone lies, their inherent character remains unchanged.

You can tell the difference between a poor person and a rich person at a glance.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have invited an Asian stranger to stay overnight at her home.

"Really? May I ask what you do for a living, Catherine? Do you own your own company?"

Zhang Ailun glanced at the mansion's facilities and asked, "Properties in this area must cost at least three to five million US dollars, right?"

Catherine gave him a strange look and replied, "Don't you usually keep up with the news?"

Zhang Ailun asked, puzzled, "Why? What's the connection between these two things?"

Catherine smiled and said, "My ex was a star agent for the NBA's Los Angeles Lakers. This house was a gift from him, or rather, I got it from him by suing him, using some of his dirty secrets as leverage. He had cheated on me during our marriage and was keeping five or six mistresses and two illegitimate children at the same time."

"what?"

Zhang Ailun was greatly shocked; he truly hadn't expected to receive such a response.

He had even planned out how to praise you for being smart, capable, beautiful, and having a good business sense. But if you say it like that, I really can't bring myself to say it.

Catherine picked up her glass, took a sip, and said with a smile, "But that's all in the past. I'm the CEO of GG Company now."

"..."

Zhang Ailun didn't know what to say.

A CEO is great; he's self-reliant and strong.

"Hamburg, you said you worked in recycling? What exactly did you mean?" Catherine asked.

"Recycling unwanted cans, it's that simple. Due to special circumstances, all my documents have been cancelled, I don't have a stable job right now, and I don't belong to any country. But I'm preparing to use my connections to restore my status."

Zhang Ailun said this half-jokingly.

Catherine didn't know much about this, and after learning about Zhang Ailun's current predicament, she no longer wanted to pry into other people's privacy.

"I must say, you're really strong! You squeezed my wrist so hard it was red in the car earlier. Are you always this rough with women?"

Catherine grumbled, intentionally or unintentionally placing her hand on Zhang Ailun's leg.

Zhang Ailun looked down and saw that it was indeed a little red and had some bruising.

"I'm naturally stronger."

Zhang Ailun said apologetically, "I'm so sorry I accidentally hurt you."

I casually grasped her wrist, gently kneading and pressing it, to let me see how badly your hand is injured.

"You must have a great figure," Catherine said, moving closer and closer.

Zhang Ailun sat down next to her, placed her hand on his abdomen, slowly lifted the hem of his shirt to reveal his eight-pack abs, and smiled slightly: "Of course."

Catherine stared intently.

Shortness of breath.

Good heavens, this feel...

"You're as strong as a bodybuilder. I mean, way stronger than my fat, good-for-nothing ex-husband!"

If you say that, I'll get hard.

Tell me more, I love to hear it.

Catherine wanted to ask more questions, but she couldn't because her mind was starting to wander. She simply pounced on him without any regard for propriety.

Zhang Ailun stopped her midway and said seriously, "I'm very grateful that you took me in tonight, Catherine. But did you invite me here just for this?"

Catherine, somewhat infatuated, smiled dreamily: "Of course, I'll 'take you in,' and if you behave well, I'm even planning to pay you a reward! You can have as much reward as you want."

"This reward should be used to thank me for my goodwill, rather than as any other payment."

Zhang Ailun felt it necessary to make it clear beforehand to avoid getting entangled in trivial matters later.

This woman is a tough shrew who can skin her ex-husband alive; she's not someone to mess with.

He's not a prostitute.

You invited me in.

"Of course, as you wish, sir! Now, shouldn't you do as I wish?"

Catherine exhaled hot breath and couldn't wait to start hugging and nibbling at Zhang Ailun, wishing she could devour him alive.

Hiss... Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger. The ancients were right!

Soon, the next program will be a paid show.

About an hour passed.

Olivia, who was on duty in the property management department, was scrolling through TikTok when she suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello, this is the property management department of the Crown District in Corona... Ah? Okay, I'll be right there."

Olivia dressed herself up carefully, rode the community property management's balance scooter, and carrying a case of soda, to the front of villa number 964.

The security door was opened from the inside, and Olivia walked into the yard, pushed the door open, and entered. Despite having prepared herself mentally, she was still shocked by the extremely impactful scene.

Olivia covered her mouth in disbelief.

He said awkwardly, "Sorry, maybe I came at the wrong time?"

"No, you've come at just the right time."

"Serving customers is part of your job, isn't it?" Catherine muttered.

"Yes."

"E over!!"

(End of this chapter)