Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âIt is true that weâve lost many opportunities on the African market. I hope that you can recover our losses at the minimum.â
âI understand.â
âOh, and one more thing...â
The older man suddenly swung around to look at his son. He sized up the chap with narrowed eyes and commented leisurely, âI heard that you went to the Maldives for a holiday and then to Country Z.â
Gong Jie was completely caught off guard. His eyelids jumped for a second as he looked at his father with a feigned composure. âThatâs right.â
âYou seem... to have been frequenting that place recently.â His father paused suddenly, held his chin up, and gazed at the young man obliquely before curling his lips into a half-jest. âWhy? Are you keeping a woman over there?â
The off-handed question sounded like a harmless probe.
âWoman?â
âOther than this possibility, I canât think of any reason that will make you go there regularly.â
His eyelids violently twitched the moment he heard his fatherâs words.
It was true that he had been running to Country Z frequently lately.
In the past, he had devoted himself to work entirely and hardly visited Asia even on his vacation. After all, he was responsible for the North-American market and there was no need for him to go to that region except for emergencies.
Did I rouse my fatherâs suspicion as a result?
He could not grasp as to what extent his father knew about his whereabouts in Asia or his sisterâs affairs.
The thought was enough to make him raise an eyebrow. In the end, he could only give the older man a rueful reply, âFather, Iâm sure youâre aware that I have no interest in women.â
âYes, Iâm very aware of that. I donât know why you seem to be a retard when it comes to women. When will you learn your lesson and bring home a girlfriend for a change?â
As the older man lectured his son, he turned around and sat down again. Leaning back lazily, he lifted his head to look at the young chap teasingly. âIf you had half of my youthful vitality, I wouldnât be concerned with you.â
Gong Jie furrowed his brows in a daze. âAre you going to share your affairs in your prime? I donât want to listen to the same stories again.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
His father laughed and shook his head, commanding him in a half-serious tone, âAll I want to tell you is: Youâd better get down to the serious business of finding a wife soon.â
âWhy are you talking about women again?â The young man became impatient and declared frivolously, âThere isnât any woman I have an interest in.â
âHow could that be?! Women attract menâs primal instincts, unless...ââthe older man squinted his eyes just a littleââyou like men.â
The ladâs face sank as he looked at his father for confirmation gloomily. âAre you serious with that?â
His father rebutted his question mercilessly, âWhat other possibilities can I think of? You only hang out with your male gang, and I hardly see you with a woman. You claim not to be interested in any woman, but how many have you come in contact with at all? From what I can remember, the number of women you know since youâre young is so few that I can count them with my ten fingers.â
The chap had nothing to say to that as his eyelids violently twitched again.
What his father said was true, though. Other than Alice, he had barely befriended other ladies since he was a child.