The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"In summary, Wenhan, I feel that Cross is very suitable for me. I'm going to try dating him. Wenhan, if everything goes well, I'm going to bring him back during the holiday this year so that the two of you can meet."

Ji Wenhan's face darkened.

This meeting was destined to not go on well.

Closing his laptop, he looked at the department manager who was about to go on stage to give a speech.

"That's all for today. The meeting is adjourned."

Adjourned?

Secretary Li hurriedly went over to greet him. "President, there are still three managers who have yet to give a report. Did something happen?"

Pausing for a moment, Ji Wenhan said:

"I'm going out for a bit. You can continue."

Picking up his laptop, Ji Wenhan, in front of his many subordinates, left the meeting room with a solemn expression on his face.

In all the years he had taken over the Ji clan, he had never once delayed a meeting of the Ji clan due to personal matters.

This time, the man's expression was so solemn that everyone began to think in a serious way.

Was there a major problem with the Ji clan?

They looked at each other. The managers in the meeting room all had ugly expressions on their faces.

"Secretary Li? President, what's going on?"

Although he wasn't confident, Secretary Li pretended to be calm. "It's just that Miss Ji has some important matters to attend to, so don't let your imagination run wild."

Secretary Li comforted everyone, but she hit the nail on the head.

*

Ji Wenhan turned on his computer, sat in his office, and searched for a long time.

He was a little anxious. He sat there and had already drunk three or four glasses of water, but his mouth was still dry and his tongue was parched.

Father fetishism, the expression of a young girl with a father fetish

Lack of social experience, weak personality, and lack of self-determination in dealing with matters.

Ji Xiaxia liked to cry and did things rashly. These were the follow-up messes that he helped her deal with.

In a single-parent family, there was either a communication barrier between parent and child or the father doted on the child.

Ji Xiaxia's parents were not around to take care of her because they loved to play. At first, they had a communication barrier with him. Later, he picked up his responsibilities and doted on her too much. He supervised her and handled everything for her.

If a girl was especially materialistic and greedy for vanity, then she would be easily attracted by the rich family background of a mature man.

Ji Xiaxia, no lack of money. This one could be crossed out.

Ji Wenhan compared it. The more he looked at it, the more he felt like Ji Xiaxia.

His slender fingers hesitated for a long time on the keyboard before typing in another new word.

Female fetish...

When this word was typed out by Ji Wenhan, it jumped on the page and Ji Wenhan saw the first sentence.

Cold sweat soaked the back of his suit shirt.

It was as if someone had suddenly found out his secret that he couldn't see the light of day.

Ji Wenhan tried his best to remain calm and looked around.

The office door was locked from the inside. No one would be able to enter.

Only after confirming that this was the case would Ji Wenhan feel safe.

He looked at his screen again. That was what it said.

The love affair between a woman and her daughter was often expressed in the feeling that the daughter was young and could not live without him. subconsciously, he wanted to take care of her and protect her. Even his daughter's friends and husband could not be trusted.

Towards Ji Xiaxia...

Ji Wenhan pursed his lips.

Ever since she had followed him, she had been changed by him bit by bit. From a timid girl, she had become intelligent and outstanding.

And as he watched her grow step by step until before she left the country, the girl had already broken out of her cocoon and become a butterfly. Countless business tycoons had expressed their interest in Ji Xiaxia to him.

But at that time, no matter who he handed her over to, Ji Wenhan felt that he could not trust her. He knew that the girl was extremely vigilant. She looked independent, but in fact, her heart was extremely fragile.

Only with great patience could he gain her true trust.