My CEO Harem Cultivation System

Bo Lifen was a lazy woman.

Or rather she had chosen to ignore her great-grandmother's request of preparing tea for Li Yang and opted to continue playing the board game with her brother instead. "Your turn, lil bro." She tossed the dice to the boy and snorted. It wasn't as if the man would end up dying because he hadn't had someone welcome him home. That was too ridiculous.

"What's so funny?"

Bo Lifen pursed her lips and shook her head, "Nothing." She didn't need to explain herself and neither did the younger boy bug her any further—

Thwack!

She jerked and winced, a yelp escaping her throat at the impact of something hard on her ass. She looked back to see the older woman glaring at her.

The woman had a slipper in her hand—and had used it to smack her. "Did you even go visit our neighbor right now? Did you prepare the tea, Bo Lifen?"

"He's your neighbor, Granny Lanfen." Bo Lifen rubbed her sore butt and ignored the chuckle that escaped her brother's lips. A twenty-nine year old woman getting slapped in the butt was enough to make the boy crack up. She clicked her tongue, "I don't know why I have to do this."

"Until you're staying here, he's your neighbor too." Her great-grandmother insisted with a firm voice. She wasn't playing around this time, "I didn't think that you'd disregard my request."

Bo Lifen sighed inwardly and pulled herself up and looked at the clock, "It's already ten in the evening, it's already past tea-time. Can't I do it tomorrow?"

"Do it now."

"Fine." She would end up heading to the kitchen and preparing the brew that even her great-grandmother had insisted upon. Black-Ocean Pearl Tea? No problem. She'd even serve him the three hundred-years old rice wine if it made their matriarch happy. All she needed to do was give him the tea anyway, it wasn't like she was going to be invited into his residence.

Bo Lifen pursed her lips—she didn't want to be invited at all.

The woman had already made herself an embarrassment in front of the man—she'd rather forget that she did something as outrageous as caging the man in his seat. She had even held his face in her hand. What had gone through her mind at that time?

She refused to think about it any longer and finished her preparations—once she gave him the tea, that would be the end of it all. If her great-grandmother asked her to deliver more things for the man, she'd do it, but it would all be over soon. Bo Lifen doubted that they would cross paths after her stay here.

She would make sure of it.

Bo Lifen picked up the thermos that now contained the hot tea, she began to make her way out to the main door. The faster she finished, the faster she could go back here and continue on with what she was doing—

"Are you going out like that?" Granny Lanfen asked again.

She looked down and realized that she was now merely clad in her shorts and a tank-top. Bo Lifen raised her head and frowned, "I can wear whatever I want. You can't expect me to change just because I'm meeting him, I'm not changing for anyone, Granny Lanfen." If the man would ogle at her—she'd punch him in the face.

...Would he even actually look at her like that?

. . .

The Panda was playing with fire, not actual fire that burned and razed the decent sized home of the CEO to flames—no, that is to say, it was dealing with the aftermath of being left alone on the premises of the man. The spectators in the Heavens were fully able to enjoy the show when the creature was around the vicinity of Li Yang. But since it did not go with the man, it was instead forced to nurse its charred fur with a small groan and glared above the ceiling.

Through the lens of such a creature as itself were the Heavens able to see the events going around with man. One could call the Panda a transmitter in this way. It was the most convenient one that didn't ask the ones above to exert any strenuous effort on their part to spectate and watch the pitiful and amusing lives of men.

But now being punished—the creature wondered if it had made the right decision.

Floating to the sofa, it plopped down with a heavy thump and groaned some more. The sun was already down and the man had not returned yet at all, was there an off chance that the CEO thought they could run away?

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

One of the creature's eyes twitched as they glanced at the wall clock in the living room. "I thought they were reliable, what time is it now? Shouldn't he be back by this hour now?" The Panda creature could already surmise the man's main characteristics from their small and limited interaction—the guy was stiff.

He followed a schedule to a fault.

Li Yang even decided to put his quest on hold to focus on his work.

That much dedication and organization, it spoke to the creature that there was something wrong in the guy's head. One way or another. But then again, most System Wielders often had a peculiar character that made them worthy to hold the System. The Panda looked at the pot of bamboo near the hallway and raised a paw—levitating it to the couch.

It just happened that the CEO was a stick in the mud.

The creature held one of the long bamboo and snapped it in half, gnawing it in its mouth. There was something strange with the bamboo, even for a normal living plant—it had more qi, refined qi in it than usual. Whether it was mere coincidence or fate toying with the lives of men once more, the people that the CEO could work with seemed to be near him.

Its ear twitched at the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway.

"Finally!" The soft furry creature swallowed the thing in its mouth and floated up from the couch. They were going to hit that human with the bamboo for taking too long! Its future was at risk by being tied to them!