Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 324 I Heard You Are Secretly in Love with Me (38)

As Ji Ge expected, Old Master Yun found her within a few days.

There was no sound in the study, except for the slight rustling of papers being turned over.

The curtains block the light, and the thin light and shadow under the screen create a sense of space that seems to be still.

Old Master Yun raised his head, looked at the young man standing not far away who had been silent from beginning to end, and smiled: "Ah Ji, you have a good method."

"So, what do you want from me?" The old man's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Ji Ge pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his youthful appearance was elegant and beautiful, his complexion was as bright as a summer lotus, snow-white, clean, revealing spotless brightness and clarity, people who watched could not feel a little defensive: "Grandpa is serious! , should be mine, what can I get?"

Old Master Yun understood the implication of Ji Ge's words, and felt even more amused: "Do you think this little wisdom is enough to bear the huge Yun family?"

Tapping the table casually with his fingers, Mr. Yun snorted and said, "That's a little too naive."

The smile on Ji Ge's lips remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard Mr. Yun's denial of her, and whispered softly: "I'm not showing my ability to Grandpa, can it be—"

Qian pupil raised slightly, and looked at him gently: "Do you think father can do it?"

Mr. Yun's eyes darkened slightly, and he sighed softly after a long while: "I never thought I'd miss it, so it's not just a domestic kitten, but a cub."

He is not disgusted with Ji Ge's ambition, on the contrary, he appreciates it very much.

Ji Ge chuckled and said innocently: "After all, I can't live my whole life as a boy."

Old Master Yun paused slightly, his scrutinizing eyes slid inch by inch across the gentle and bright face of the young man, neither his emotions nor his anger.

He is not a fool, so he naturally understood the meaning of Ji Ge's words.

However, it was precisely because he understood that Mr. Yun was even more surprised.

The young man let him look up and down, his figure was tall and slender, it is said that the failed Adam's apple was not obvious, the facial lines were soft and delicate, and the curves were gentle and beautiful.

He looked too feminine, with a small frame, and his slender and delicate appearance was soft and harmless.

However, if it's not a girl, but a girl...

"Aren't you afraid to make me angry?" After a long time, old master Yun said something inexplicably.

Ji Ge bent her lips: "I don't know what grandpa is talking about."

The spring water is flowing slowly, and the eyes are moving quietly. The young man shows a nice smile: "I only know that at the coming-of-age ceremony in two months, grandpa will give me a gift that satisfies me."

Old Master Yun didn't reply to Ji Ge directly. He smiled and handed her a document: "It depends on Ah Ji's performance."

Ji Ge took the file, blinked his eyes calmly, and didn't rush to look through it. Instead, he brushed his black hair casually, and the soft hair fell down on his cheeks, and the black color made the whiteness more obvious: "Don't worry, grandpa. I won't let you down."

The purpose of the conversation had been achieved, Ji Ge didn't stay any longer, and quickly said goodbye politely, and went back to the room to look at the documents.

The boy walked out of the study room, nodded politely to Assistant Sun who was guarding the door, and turned to leave.

The boy's figure is tall and slender, and the elegant and noble temperament raised by the wealthy family is particularly obvious, which unconsciously attracts the attention of others.

Sun Tezhu and others completely left before entering the study: "Sir, young master?"

"You shouldn't be called Young Master," Mr. Yun flipped through the documents on the desk casually, and lowered his head. Special Assistant Sun couldn't see the expression on his face, but he heard the old man say with deep meaning: "Meng Xinhan is so brave. Not small."

He is also looking forward to whether this tiger cub, which has been forced to suppress for more than ten years, is an embroidered pillow with empty ambitions but no supporting capabilities, or a wolf cub with its head hidden deeply.

(End of this chapter)