Chapter 560: The Heart of an Old Father

As a doting father, Ji Changhai felt like his world was collapsing at this moment.

He knew Professor Ji Muxi far too well.

That look just now—it wasn't right, not right at all.

She had never looked at him like that, nor had she ever looked at anyone else that way. But how to put it... It didn't look like the expression of someone falling in love, yet it gave Ji Changhai an indescribable feeling. In short, it was very dangerous.

"Ahem... President Zheng, can we talk?"

Ji Changhai forced a smile and walked over to Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian pondered for a moment, then decided to grant him this favor. "Let's go. We can talk inside."

Song Yaxian had originally intended to wait for Zheng Qian in the lounge next door, but she suddenly noticed a snag in the stockings on her thigh. Fearing it might cause unnecessary misunderstandings, she hurriedly ran to her office to change into a new pair.

Coupled with the fact that she hadn't rested well over the past few days, she actually fell asleep on the sofa just like that.

When she woke up, she was startled, terrified that Zheng Qian might have already left.

So, she rushed out in a hurry.

Meanwhile, Song Qingli had long been prepared.

She knew Zheng Qian was coming today, and since she had an appointment with Professor Ji Muxi and the others, she had applied beautiful makeup. She didn't know why, but she always felt an inexplicable attraction to him. Hmm... in short, the way he spent money was just too handsome.

"No, I can't compete with my sister for a man."

"But there seem to be many girls around Zheng Qian, and I absolutely cannot let my sister lose to them. I'll use practical actions to test him. If he can't even resist my temptation, he won't be able to pass my test, and then how can my sister be happy?"

Thinking of this, she quickly hiked up her already short high-waisted skirt.

She immediately felt that even breathing became somewhat difficult.

However, the effect was obvious: her legs looked incredibly long!

She knocked on the door lightly, and after receiving permission, she walked in carrying tea.

A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted from her, which made Ji Changhai, sitting across from Zheng Qian, feel a bit distracted. This Manager Song... he seemed to have met her a few times before, but he hadn't thought she was this beautiful. What was going on today?

When Song Qingli specifically placed the teacup in front of Zheng Qian, she leaned over slightly.

Hmm, the angle was perfect.

It was a view only Zheng Qian could see. She had specifically worn a push-up style, which made her cleavage look exceptionally deep. Although it wasn't visible while standing, it revealed her assets unmistakably when she leaned over.

However...

Zheng Qian didn't even glance at it.

This hurt Song Qingli's feelings a little.

Although she had come with the intention of testing Zheng Qian, could he really... be that resistant to temptation?

Actually, it wasn't that Song Qingli lacked assets; it was just that Zheng Qian had just seen the magnificent grandeur of Professor Ji Muxi. This level of cleavage could no longer capture his attention. At the very least, he had his little wife at home.

Song Qingli didn't want to leave, so she simply sat to the side and continued to pour tea for them.

"What did you want to talk to me about, Mr. Ji?"

Zheng Qian lit a cigarette and asked indifferently.

Ji Changhai was somewhat bothered that Zheng Qian hadn't offered him a cigarette. He took a sip of tea and pondered, "Hmm, it's mainly regarding my daughter. Perhaps you don't know, President Zheng, but I value her marriage prospects very highly, and furthermore..."

Hearing this, Zheng Qian was already getting impatient.

He really didn't have any intention of sleeping with Professor Ji Muxi right now. Hadn't he already stated that he wouldn't touch her? Why was Ji Changhai being such a nuisance?

"Mr. Ji, my time is very precious. Forgive my bluntness, but most people wouldn't even have the opportunity to see me."

"I will explain this one last time. Regarding Professor Ji Muxi, I only have pure appreciation, and there are no other feelings involved. It is precisely because I appreciate her, and you happen to be her father, that this conversation is taking place."

"If you have nothing else to say, then I must ask you to leave."

Zheng Qian took a deep drag of his cigarette and said indifferently.

At first glance, these words sounded extremely arrogant, and Ji Changhai felt somewhat uncomfortable, but he didn't dare say anything. He suddenly remembered that the young man in front of him wasn't just the owner of this research institute; his girlfriend was President Jin.

He himself also possessed immense wealth, and although it was unclear how much he had spent yesterday, the repercussions were particularly intense.

Just then, Song Yaxian finally rushed over.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Song Qingli very attentively making and pouring tea. She didn't know if her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she actually saw Song Qingli intentionally or unintentionally brushing her buttocks against Zheng Qian's arm as she turned around.

"Sister, why are you here? Didn't you... didn't you just say you had a meeting?"

Song Yaxian immediately realized what was happening. While Zheng Qian was occupied with his conversation, she stepped forward to take the teapot and said with a smile, "Sister, you are busy with business. Just leave these small tasks of serving tea and water to me. How could I trouble you? Honestly!"

Song Qingli knew she had been misunderstood by Song Yaxian.

She pulled her sister outside and whispered, "Sister, please don't misunderstand me. How could I compete with you for a man? I just had a sudden whim to test him. Our President Zheng's willpower is truly impressive. Even though I hiked my skirt up that high, he didn't even glance at it. He remained indifferent even with physical contact. He is a rare, good man!"

"You must seize this opportunity well and not let other girls outshine you!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yaxian was stunned for a moment, then weakly held her forehead, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Her cheeks were so flushed they seemed like they could drip water. She spat, "Sister, you don't need to do things like this again! Who tests a cadre like that? And look at the people around him... forget it, I won't say any more. Go get busy; leave this to me."

Song Qingli nodded, gave a "fighting" gesture, and then left.

A flash of melancholy crossed Song Qingli's eyes, but she put on a smile again, ready to go in and serve Zheng Qian.

Just then, she happened to see him pushing the door open and coming out.

She subconsciously looked toward the lounge and saw from a distance that Ji Changhai's face was livid, and he was sitting on the sofa in a strange manner. Although she didn't know what they had talked about, she guessed it might have something to do with Professor Ji Muxi. Could it be...

Did he want to take Professor Ji Muxi for himself as well?

At the thought of this, Song Yaxian's heart trembled, not knowing what to think.

"Are you leaving?"

"Come sit in my office for a while."

Hearing that she was to go to Zheng Qian's office, the smile on Song Yaxian's face grew even brighter, because it meant she could spend some time alone with Zheng Qian. With so many women around him, she had to treasure the time she had alone with him.

But as soon as they entered the office, Zheng Qian picked her up and sat her astride his lap.

[Weapon] stood up instantly, pressing against the enemy's rear.