The Eleventh Year After My Death

Chapter 19

Li Huanyu was not visiting Starlight Group for the first time.

Shen Yihan had brought her to the company before and even registered her face in the corporate system, granting her access to the CEO’s VIP elevator.

This time, she arrived at the first floor with her assistant in tow, and the receptionist immediately recognized her.

The receptionist frowned slightly. "Miss Li, what brings you here today?"

Li Huanyu caught the unusual tone in the receptionist’s voice.

She was a superstar—ordinary people like the receptionist usually fawned over her in excitement.

But today, something was off.

That woman must have bribed the staff!

Li Huanyu strode forward, her expression icy. "Is CEO Shen in the office?"

The receptionist blinked. "He… might be?"

Li Huanyu lowered her sunglasses slightly, eyeing her. "Has another woman come looking for him today?"

News of the CEO’s sister handing out two million in bonuses had spread like wildfire across the company in under ten minutes.

Though the amount varied by position—rank-and-file employees didn’t get much—extra money was still extra money.

The incident was dissected in every group chat, complete with vivid details:

The CEO’s sister yanked off his prayer beads, called him a lovesick fool, and he didn’t dare utter a word—just meekly surrendered his chair to her.

One thing was clear: the sister did not approve of Shen Yihan’s relationship with Li Huanyu.

Li Huanyu and the sister were now sworn enemies.

And frankly, who would the employees side with?

A stranger?

Or the sister who showered them with bonuses and wished the company prosperity?

The answer was obvious—Team Sister, all the way!

A head-on clash between the two women would be dramatic, but the receptionist wasn’t eager to witness it.

As a woman herself, she could tell Li Huanyu was cunning.

She worried the sister might be outmatched.

Hence, the frown.

She hesitated before answering Li Huanyu’s question. "Miss Li… maybe you should come back another day?"

Li Huanyu’s face darkened instantly. "Who do you think you are? How dare you dismiss me!"

She shot the receptionist a venomous glare, pushed her sunglasses back up, and stalked toward the CEO’s private elevator in her stilettos.

The receptionist could only protest verbally—physically stopping her was out of the question.

She was just a small fry; both the sister and Li Huanyu were forces of nature.

Her only recourse was to sound the alarm in the company’s gossip group—a leader-free, mostly anonymous haven for juicy updates.

[EMERGENCY] Since the CEO didn’t go to her, Li Huanyu came to the office instead! Sister is in danger!

The group exploded.

Stinky Socks: Pausing work to protect Sister!

Warm Intestines: Pausing my bathroom break to protect Sister!

Patriotic Weed: Pausing my make-out session to protect Sister!

Stinky Socks: Wait, what?! Who’s making out on company time? I’m reporting you!

Tiny Fists of Fury: Focus, people! Updates from the front—where’s Li Huanyu now?

Receptionist: She’s already in the CEO’s elevator!

Numb Feet, Sharp Pain: Welp, it’s over. Nothing we can do.

Broke but Fabulous: Yeah, regular employees can’t even access the CEO’s floor!

Patriotic Weed: Alert Jiang Tang! She can intercept!

Receptionist: Just saw Jiang Tang leave the building!

Fragile Pineapple Heart: Text her that her house is on fire or something—get her back NOW!

The receptionist frantically messaged Jiang Tang:

[Jiang Tang, Li Huanyu’s here—she’s already heading to the CEO’s office.]

Jiang Tang, currently driving to the nearest mall to buy gold, immediately U-turned.

One question haunted the entire company:

If Li Huanyu turns on the waterworks or bats her lashes, will the CEO stay rational?

History proved men would trade kingdoms for beauty—let alone defy a sister!

Pillow talk was a powerful thing.

Jiang Tang shared the concern.

The odds were slim, but she wasn’t taking chances.

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Her grip tightened on the steering wheel as she pressed harder on the gas.

Meanwhile, the CEO’s elevator—exclusive and express—whisked Li Huanyu straight to the 30th floor.

She pushed open the office door, only to find a lone woman lounging in the CEO’s chair.

No sign of Shen Yihan.

Fury ignited.

"So you’re the one keeping Yihan from me?"

Lin Mo sat up, recognizing the intruder instantly. She nodded, unfazed. "Yep."

Li Huanyu stormed in, scrutinizing Lin Mo—and her rage doubled.

The woman was stunning.

Flawless from afar, even more perfect up close.

Not a trace of makeup, her skin dewy like a teenager’s.

What a joke—Shen Yihan claimed this was his sister?

Li Huanyu inhaled sharply, eyes narrowing. "Who gave you the right to interfere? You’re just a homewrecker, you know that?"

Lin Mo’s peach-blossom eyes widened before she burst out laughing. "Excuse me, I’m a what now?"

Li Huanyu scowled. "Cut the act. Back off now, or you’ll regret it."

Lin Mo tilted her head, amused. "Oh? How exactly will you make me regret it?"

Li Huanyu snatched off her sunglasses and grabbed Lin Mo’s arm, trying to yank her from the chair.

It didn’t budge.

Flustered, she loomed over Lin Mo instead. "You know who I am. You know how many fans I have. If I expose you, you’ll be ruined."

Lin Mo blinked up at her. "Ah, so you’ll sic your fans on me. How original."

Li Huanyu crossed her arms. "You’d better quit while you’re ahead."

Lin Mo reclined lazily. "Oh no, I’m terrified."

Li Huanyu: "..."

That’s not fear—that’s sheer audacity!

Her breath hitched. "You really want to fight me? How long have you even known Shen Yihan? I’ve been with him for a year!"

Lin Mo propped herself up again, curious. "Funny—I thought you were in love with Gu Jingchuan. What’s with the sudden change?"

Li Huanyu stiffened. How does she know about Gu Jingchuan?

She slammed her hands on the desk. "None of your business! Just get the hell away from Shen Yihan!"

"Brother Yihan's feelings for me are something you can never compare to! He invested in a movie for me, he's willing to do anything for me! Even if you've already climbed into his bed, he—"

Slap!

Lin Mo stood up and struck Li Huanyu across the face.

Li Huanyu froze in place, her cheek burning with pain as tears welled up in her eyes from the shock.

"You—you dare hit me?"

Just then, the office door swung open with a loud creak.

Li Huanyu turned and saw Shen Yihan standing there.

Immediately, her tears flowed harder, her face a picture of delicate distress as she covered her cheek. "Brother Yihan, she hit me! Wuwuwu…"