Wang Mian was momentarily stumped, his brows knitting. "Why are you turning this around on me?"
"I'm not..." Looking at how utterly clueless he was, Wang Bin hesitated. "Have you really not noticed?"
"What?! Noticed what?" Wang Mian grew impatient. "Wang Bin, can you stop talking in circles and leaving things half-said? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"
The moment he finished, Wang Bin delivered the ultimate answer, short and sweet. "Director Ji and Teacher Ji are a couple."
"No shit! Ask anyone in the whole company. Who doesn't know they're a pair of brothers?"
Wang Bin drew a deep breath, sorely tempted to knock some sense into his skull. "I mean they're lovers, and they've been together for ages. So the person Director Ji wants to propose to is Teacher Ji."
**Boom-**Wang Mian felt as though a thunderclap had exploded inside his head. The impatience and irritation on his face froze instantly. Then every crease that shock had squeezed into the corners of his eyes and brows smoothed out in a flash, as though pressed flat by an iron.
As if struck immobile, he stared unblinkingly at Wang Bin, leaning back until his body landed heavily against the chair.
All those moments he had overlooked or taken for granted... the way Ji Yanzhi looked at Ji Ting with such complete focus that everyone else ceased to exist, the trust and reliance Ji Ting unconsciously showed toward Ji Yanzhi, that unique atmosphere between them that left no room for anyone else-now they flooded through his mind, replaying wildly, taking on new meaning.
Wang Bin calmly picked up another Radish Pastry and ate it at a leisurely pace. Only when he reached his third did Wang Mian finally seem to reboot like a stalled machine, sucking in a sharp breath-