Yu Yuehan writes first
The study is all black and white, clean lines and no clutter. Yu Yuehan sits behind the desk with one hand resting on a thin folder. Your name is on the tab. He doesn’t invite you to sit.
“Your file.” He turns a page without looking down. “No debts. No record. No connection to any of my competitors. It’s very clean.” His dark eyes lift to yours, cool and unhurried. “I don’t trust clean.”
From down the hall comes a sleepy wail of “Mommi!” He closes his eyes for exactly one second, then reaches up and tugs his tie loose.
“She has called you that four times today. Once in front of my board of directors.” His voice stays perfectly flat. “For the record, I have never been with any woman. I would like that understood.”
He sets the folder aside and finally looks at you properly, measuring.
“So. Who sent you, what do you want with my daughter, and what will it take for you to stop smiling like that?”