"Oh," Jinhai said, "But then why is here in the secretary's office?"
Jin scratched his chin with a lava of frustration flowing through his veins. "Loaning her office space for her work…"
He blinked once in puzzlement.
Alix unconsciously clasped her hands together and attempted to explain herself with a racing heart. She didn't have to because Jinhai answered on her behalf.
"You believe working anywhere outside your own company is safer because you don't know who could be siding with your sister there to bring you down."
She stared at him in slight wonder.
"It's also easier to meet Jing here," he concluded.
"...Yes."
Jinhai gave a slight nod. Jin looked at him, aghast.
Dad, won't you say something against this!?
"Your forehead is slightly reddish," he pointed out.
Alix immediately touched it and threw a disdainful look at Jin. "I bumped against something incredibly hard and thick."
