The line of poetry had come out of nowhere, but Shen Mu Lan caught the feeling behind it. "Whose husband went off in search of rank and glory to leave you pining like this?"
Ji Yanzhi ignored him, his deep eyes still fixed on the view beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.
"I'm talking to you, Ji Yanzhi. What exactly is-"
Ji Yanzhi abruptly turned his head, an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes. "Right, your older brother's situation counts as official business, doesn't it?"
His sudden reaction left Shen Mu Lan momentarily stunned. "O-of course it does."
Ji Yanzhi's lips curved as he stood up. "Good. Then I'll go tell Ji Ting right now."
"Right now?" Shen Mu Lan looked around in bewilderment. "Is Xiao Ting coming over, or is he already here?"
As though his ears had blocked Shen Mu Lan out, Ji Yanzhi went to put on his suit jacket, then headed for the door.
"Hey, wait!" Shen Mu Lan hurriedly caught hold of him. "Take me with you. If I'm asking for a favor, I should do it face-to-face to show my sincerity."
"There's no need for you to come. Just wait here."
Looking at the door that had hastily slammed shut in his face, Shen Mu Lan thought, ...There's seriously something wrong with him.
A little over ten minutes later, Ji Yanzhi stepped into the elevator leading to the underground Laboratory.
He studied his face in the reflection on the elevator wall. When the doors opened, he took a deep breath and stepped out.
The underground Laboratory was remarkably quiet. The occasional sounds were merely doors opening and closing, and everyone seemed absorbed in their work.
Ji Yanzhi had no idea where Ji Ting was. He had only looked through the glass into two labs when he