Ming Zheng felt a bit dizzy from the shaking.
She was about to push the person away.
Her neck suddenly felt cold.
That sensation of the air freezing, it was back!
Ming Zheng raised her hand, placing it on Mo Qiyu's arm, and pushed him away.
She immediately looked towards the direction where the chill had come from—
As expected, the man in white clothes and black pants stood at the office doorway.
His eyes, dark as a cold night, like a deep pool, watched her quietly and mysteriously…
Her hand rested on Mo Qiyu's arm.
In his eyes, darkness churned.
The air grew even colder.
Si Qi and Si Lin stood on either side, their bodies stiff, like door gods guarding the entrance.
They looked as if they dared not incur their master's displeasure.
However…
In this bizarrely heavy atmosphere.
The carefree Mo Qiyu remained oblivious.
The moment he saw Chi Xian appear, he jumped up from the sofa, "Ah Xian, Ah Xian, do you know my baby?"
He had already rushed in front of Chi Xian, his eyes wide open.
Logically speaking.
Given their status in Xiadu.
They shouldn't have crossed paths!
Especially during the year Baby was with the Ming family, she had severed all contact with the Mo clan. Even he, her little brother, couldn't see Baby.
How did Chi Xian know Baby?
He couldn't figure it out, what connection could Chi Xian have with Ming Zheng?
He had even conjured a grand drama in his mind—
Did Chi Xian specifically come out to slap the Ming family's faces?
Was it to protect Baby for him?
Had even Chi Xian, that scoundrel, been attracted to his noble, cool, dazzling, and domineering CEO aura?
The man, however, did not answer him. Instead, his gaze deepened slightly, his low, magnetic voice revealing little emotion, "Baby?"
"Yes, this is my Baby, Ming Zheng." Mo Qiyu extended his hand, pointing at Ming Zheng, puffing out his chest with pride.
Then, he showed a confused face, "By the way, how do you know Baby? How did you meet? Where did you meet?"
Ming Zheng was about to speak, to reply, "None of your business."
She saw the man, as serene as an immortal, move his thin lips, his voice indifferent, "Hospital."
Ming Zheng: "!!!"
The next sentence, he wouldn't say they met in the hospital restroom, would he?
Trespassing into the women's restroom was not honorable!
It would be him who lost face!
She hoped he would have some self-respect!
It wasn't that she didn't want Mo Qiyu to know how she and Chi Xian met.
It was…
She didn't want to be gossiped about by Mo Qiyu.
Otherwise, Mo Qiyu would pester her to death!
Ming Zheng's dark pupils stared intently at Chi Xian, warning him.
Those eyes, as if filled with vast stars, beneath the brilliant wall lights, lit up countless stars.
When he looked at her so directly.
It was like a feather, little by little, tickling his heart.
And overlapping completely…
With the eyes from his memory.
"Hospital?! Baby, why did you go to the hospital? Why did you go to the hospital? Are you not feeling well?" Mo Qiyu's agitated voice abruptly broke the silence between them.
Mo Qiyu's face was filled with anger, "Is it the Ming family? Did the Ming family make you go to the hospital! I knew why you suddenly came to your senses and were willing to leave the Ming family so readily! Is this the reason, isn't it!"
"No," Ming Zheng looked up at him.
Mo Qiyu gritted his teeth, "You wait, I'll go find the Ming family to settle the score for you!"
Saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush out of the office.
"Qiyu," Ming Zheng's voice was calm, betraying little emotion.
She simply called Mo Qiyu's name.
Mo Qiyu's furious momentum instantly halted.
He stopped, his face filled with anger, "Even now, you still want to speak for them?!"
"You are the director of the hospital, you don't need to affect your future for a few insignificant scums." Many people were coveting that position.
He openly moved against the Ming family.
And it was for a woman.
If the right people used it and spread it, it would become Mo Qiyu getting furious for a beauty and abusing his power.
"If it weren't for being able to help you in Xiadu back then, I wouldn't have become the director of this Imperial Capital Academy," Mo Qiyu said as a matter of course. "If I can't even protect you, what's the point of me being the director?"
Chi Xian's eyes were heavy as he watched the two interact.
There were clearly three people in the office.
But he felt like an outsider.
Especially when Mo Qiyu said, "If I can't even protect you,"
An unprecedented, unfamiliar emotion surged in Chi Xian's heart.
It made him inexplicably restless.
Inexplicably displeased.
Inexplicably feeling… sour and uncomfortable.
He even felt…
Mo Qiyu was exceptionally an eyesore.
At this moment, even the most carefree and densest Mo Qiyu could clearly feel a cold, chilling wind blowing at his back.
He shivered in fright.
He didn't know if it was his illusion.
He always felt…
A murderous intent directed at him was brewing!
Mo Qiyu looked left and right.
The entire office.
Besides the three of them, there was no one else.
If there were others.
Ah Xian would have discovered them long ago!
Si Qi and Si Lin, standing guard at the door, would have already dragged them out!
So, who exactly wanted to assassinate him?!
"You became this director to fulfill your CEO dream," Ming Zheng said, her face expressionless as she directly exposed him, looking at his righteous appearance.
Stop pushing the responsibility onto her.
"As for the Ming family, there's no need to bother with them. They're just clowns, they can't stir up any big waves," Ming Zheng said. "Just think of it this way… if I hadn't been hospitalized this time, I wouldn't have woken up, nor would I have left the Ming family so decisively. That's all."
Mo Qiyu rubbed the goosebumps that had risen from the chilling wind, listening to Ming Zheng's words, feeling heartbroken, "If I can't openly mess with the Ming family, I'll still trip them up! Let them bully my person!"
"Your person?"
In the spacious and bright office, these simple three words echoed as if using a reverb effect.
The man, exuding noble grace in his every move, concealed his inner anxiety and frustration, his tone slightly raised, his deep, dark eyes glancing indifferently at Mo Qiyu.
A death stare.
But Mo Qiyu was completely unaware.
He only felt that the air seemed to have gotten colder.
So cold that he kept shivering.
Did he catch a cold?
He raised his hand to touch his forehead as he said, "Yes, in Xiadu, I am Baby's only family. Of course, I have to protect her well!"
Chi Xian raised his stunning face, his deep, dark eyes churning with intense inkiness, like an unfathomable deep pool, "Family?"
The chill, at this moment, seemed to have dissipated slightly.
Mo Qiyu found it somewhat inexplicable.
When he met Chi Xian's eyes, his brow furrowed even tighter.
Was it his illusion?
Why did he feel…
This scoundrel had hostility towards him?
What had he done!
He hadn't even cursed at Chi Xian yet!
How dare Chi Xian have the audacity to be hostile towards him?