Along the way, Ye Feng tried to pry some useful information from Ah Fu's mouth. After all, understanding the situation would help him prepare better. But Ah Fu merely gave perfunctory replies and revealed nothing. It wasn’t until the end that Ye Feng realized even Ah Fu himself had no idea why Li Jing wanted to see him.
Puzzled, Ye Feng eventually arrived in front of a towering building.
"We're here."
Ah Fu parked the car, stepped out, and opened the door for Ye Feng.
"Huh?"
As soon as Ye Feng got out and looked around, he realized they were standing at the foot of Li Corporation’s headquarters. Confused, he turned to Ah Fu for an explanation.
Ah Fu, noticing his bewilderment, answered truthfully, "Originally, the master planned to meet you at home, but something came up, so he decided to see you in his office instead. Just head straight up—he’s already waiting for you."
"Alright."
The fact that Li Jing had changed the venue to the company actually eased Ye Feng’s nerves. At least it suggested Li Jing wasn’t planning anything ominous—perhaps it really was just an important matter, which was why he hadn’t informed Li Mucheng.
......
Ding.
The elevator chimed softly as Ye Feng reached the floor of Li Jing’s office. Seeing the lights still on inside, he hesitated briefly before stepping forward.
Knock, knock.
After a light tap on the door, Ye Feng spoke up, "President Li? It’s Ye Feng. May I come in?"
Almost immediately, Li Jing’s deep voice responded from inside.
"Come in."
"Alright..."
Ye Feng glanced back at the dimly lit hallway behind him, an inexplicable chill running down his spine. Dismissing it as his imagination, he pushed the door open and entered.
......
"Huh? Why... here?"
Meanwhile, Xie Yuyan, who had been tracking Ye Feng’s location, arrived at her destination and looked up in surprise at the Li Corporation building. Her tense, worried expression softened slightly.
"If he’s here, it’s relatively safer. It seems Li Mucheng’s father really does have something important to discuss with Ye Feng... Maybe I was overthinking things?"
"No, no—even so, I can’t let my guard down! Ye Feng’s safety is the top priority. I won’t relax until he comes out safely. Until then, I’ll wait."
......
"Long time no see, Ye Feng."
Facing the visibly wearier Li Jing, Ye Feng opened his mouth to greet him but ultimately stayed silent.
Noticing his hesitation, Li Jing raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
"What’s wrong? Has it been so long that you don’t recognize me anymore?"
"N-No, of course not! I was just wondering... why you suddenly called me here."
"Call me Uncle Li. No need to be so formal with me, kid."
"No, no! I couldn’t possibly presume—"
Before Ye Feng could finish refusing, Li Jing stood up, pulled out a chair for him, and gestured for him to sit.
"Ye Feng, you’re the one who helped mend the relationship between me and Mucheng. I’m genuinely grateful to you. So, no more formalities—just call me Uncle Li!"
Seeing Li Jing’s insistence, Ye Feng couldn’t refuse without seeming rude. After a brief pause, he nodded.
"Alright... Uncle Li, I understand."
"Good lad. That’s more like it."
Only after Ye Feng sat down did Li Jing give his shoulder a firm pat before returning to his own seat and getting to the point.
"The reason I called you here today is twofold. First, I wanted to thank you in person. And second, I’m relieved to see you safe. But there’s one thing I need to bring up."
"Go ahead, Uncle Li."
"Ye Feng... don’t you think the number of girls around you is... a bit excessive?"
"Eh? T-Too many?"
Ye Feng had braced himself for a conversation about Li Mucheng’s improved temperament and the possibility of his teaching role no longer being necessary—that seemed the most likely topic. But he never expected Li Jing to bring this up. Completely caught off guard, he froze, at a loss for words.
"Exactly. At first, I thought it was just our Mucheng and Su Wanli’s daughter, Su Yuxin. But after recent events, I’ve learned there are two more girls by your side?"
Ahem.
Ye Feng coughed awkwardly, shifting under Li Jing’s scrutinizing gaze.
"Well, Uncle Li, I can explain..."
"As expected. Outstanding people attract attention wherever they go."
Li Jing sighed deeply, his stern CEO demeanor vanishing entirely. Now, he was just a father fretting over his daughter’s happiness.
"Ye Feng!"
Startled by the sudden sharpness in Li Jing’s voice, Ye Feng straightened up immediately.
"Y-Yes? Uncle Li... what is it?"
"What do you think of Mucheng?"
"......"
"U-Uncle Li, what did you say?"
"I asked—what do you think of my daughter?"
"Li... Li Mucheng? She’s wonderful! She’s kind, understanding, gentle, and caring."
Pleased by the answer, Li Jing nodded approvingly, his gaze softening into something almost... fatherly. If one had to compare, it was like a father-in-law sizing up a son-in-law he thoroughly approved of.
"I’m glad Mucheng has such a high standing in your eyes. That puts my mind at ease."
"At... at ease?! Uncle Li, what do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean? Isn’t it obvious? I’m talking about speeding things up between you and Mucheng! Why else would I call you here today?"
"Speeding things up?! So that’s..."
Realizing Li Jing’s true intention, the weight in Ye Feng’s chest finally lifted. All his nervousness and wild guesses had been for nothing. Still, he never expected Li Jing to outright say something like this.
It seemed Li Jing’s doting on Li Mucheng was no less than Su Wanli’s indulgence of Su Yuxin...

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