His heart, lost in midair, suddenly found its direction.
Cheng Yue returned to the Villa holding a candied hawthorn skewer. Halfway through eating it, he suddenly remembered something and turned toward the man working beside him.
"Hey, are we just letting Su Xingchen off like that?"
There was no heating in the room, and the air conditioner had yet to warm it up. One soft exhale instantly fogged his glasses.
Ji Huaijin wiped them with a lens cloth, utterly unruffled. "The Su Family's rivals should have received the details of his life abroad by now."
Along with evidence of his father's embezzlement and bribe-taking.
Cheng Yue suddenly felt a cold draft sweep over his back.
What a terrifying man.
A reckless surge of courage struck him. "Professor Ji, if I betrayed you..."
The rest of his words abruptly died when he met those dark eyes.
Ji Huaijin smiled faintly, his tone certain. "You wouldn't."
He spoke gently, yet Cheng Yue inexplicably caught a hint of an obsessive, unhinged lover.
Yikes.
"Quick, give me a hug! Bring back my scholarly Professor Ji!"
Smiling, Ji Huaijin caught him in his arms and kissed him. Having just eaten candy, Cheng Yue filled their mouths with a cloyingly sweet fragrance.
Perhaps because something weighed on his mind, Cheng Yue barely slept soundly all night.
He got up early the next morning and ordered takeout. Ji Huaijin rose just as breakfast arrived.
"Are you going back to the old family residence today?"
Ji Huaijin nodded and reassuringly stroked the hand he had resting on the table. "Don't worry. When I get back, I'll take you for a stroll down Antique Costume Street."
Traditional styles were all the rage in Sucheng. He had already wondered what a sight Cheng Yue would make in a long, wide-sleeved