The sports car screeched to a halt. The expected BANG of the cell phone hitting the ground never ca. Instead, a large, outstretched hand deftly caught it in one fluid motion.
Still, he rushed forward a few steps, his heart pounding with residual fear.
The car owner leaned out and praised, "Donglin, it seems your skills are truly as good as they say."
Wan Donglin gave a bitter smile. Is Zhou Ting trying to intimidate ?
"If I *were* one step slower, I fear my life would have ended up like that phone."
Zhou Ting was dismissive. "Do you think my driving skills are that bad? I was just testing your reaction. My father ntioned your skills are excellent, especially since you’ve served in the military. So, I deliberately tested you. Clearly, even after all these years, you haven’t neglected your training..."
This was, in fact, the truth. Even if the Zhou Family were to kill soone, Zhou Ting herself certainly wouldn’t dirty her hands.
That said, if killing soone truly ca without consequence, Zhou Ting wouldn’t have hesitated to run over just now. Her aura practically scread murderous intent.
She’s still furious about the canceled engagent—which is understandable.
Wan Donglin could only let out a wry smile.
"Zhou Ting, do you need sothing?"
"I do have sothing to discuss. Care for so tea?"
Wan Donglin glanced at the ti. "I’m sorry, I have sothing to deal with in an hour."
"Is it important? Can’t it be delayed?"
He grinned. It *is* important. I have dinner plans, and if I’m late, a certain soone will definitely be very unhappy.
I don’t like being stood up, and I don’t like standing others up either.
Of course, Zhou Ting had no idea what was going on and assud it was so kind of important business.
"All right, I won’t hold you up. We can talk in the car."
Driving slowly, Zhou Ting got straight to the point. "You’re aware of the major reshuffle in the business world, right? The industry is shaken—a lot of top executives are leaving, and they’re bringing in fresh blood."
Wan Donglin remained impassive. "I don’t really follow it. Besides, my family isn’t putting anyone up for election."
"That’s exactly why I ca to you, since I know your family has completely given up. I hope that you won’t oppose Huang Xiaojue."
As expected, she got straight to the point.
"Why would I oppose Huang Xiaojue?"
Zhou Ting laughed. "Then I can rest easy. Donglin, I hope that even if you don’t oppose Huang Xiaojue, you also won’t support candidates from any other teams."
Wan Donglin was refreshingly direct. "Rest assured, I have no intention of paying any attention to this matter."
"Do you represent your family’s stance?"
Wan Donglin mused for a mont. "More or less. I believe that even if unexpected issues arise later, it’s highly unlikely our family will be the cause."
Zhou Ting looked relieved. "Donglin, I’ll consider this your way of making ands."
"..."
Well, if that’s how she wants to see it, fine, he mused. After all, it’s better to resolve enmity than to create it; having one more adversary is never a good thing.
"Besides," she added, "I have one more, rather bold, request."
A look of suspicion crossed Wan Donglin’s face.
"When you faked an illness to break off our engagent, you nearly made the laughingstock of our circle. Even if you’re set on marrying Yan Xixi, I hope you’ll wait a year. Can you agree to this condition?"
Wan Donglin’s eyebrows furrowed.
Wait a year to get married?
Logically speaking, Yan Xixi is currently focused on her studies and preparing for exams, so marrying in a year wouldn’t be an issue. But... what if Xixi gets pregnant? Would I just let her carry on without a proper marriage, without any official status?
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