Underneath A Thousand Skies ✔️

150 The Jilted Second Young Master (23)

She was carrying a stack of papers and looked worse for the wear. Her usually immaculate low bun hairstyle was now a bit messy, and even her expression seemed stressed.

She looked just as surprised to see Rong Jingfei. "Miss Rong?"

"Secretary Wen? What are you doing here?" Rong Jingfei looked behind her, and saw a room that was similar to a study.

A few minutes later, Lin Shenglan came out. He had the same expression as Secretary Wen, although his clothes were neat as always.

"Jingfei?" Lin Shenglan immediately revealed a smile and came forward to hug her. "Why didn't you tell me that you came? Even though we're very busy right now, I would have made time for you."

Rong Jingfei saw that Secretary Wen was rubbing her feet, her skirt a bit rumpled. She caught Rong Jingfei's eyes and flashed her a tired smile.

"I've been going back and forth delivering papers, Miss Rong. Please excuse my sorry appearance."

Glancing up at Lin Shenglan, who was still giving her a warm smile, Rong Jingfei showed a guilty look.

"I just wanted to surprise you, so I came here. Did I come at a bad time?"

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Shenglan lightly flicked her on the forehead. "Have you had lunch yet? You must be hungry. Let's go to the hotel restaurant and order something."

"But I've already eaten..."

"Then, eat some dessert. I feel guilty that you came all the way here for nothing. And, how did you get a duplicate keycard? You should have just knocked and called out for me..."

While they were talking, Lin Shenglan exchanged glances with Secretary Wen. The latter gave him a half-nod, and as soon as the two of them left the room, she hurriedly went back to the study to wipe away the traces of their mess.

...

Song Jia put down the book that she was reading, looking at the man beside her being focused on his work.

She propped her chin with her hand as she stared at him. It couldn't be denied that his side profile was very handsome.

Short and black hair falling across his forehead, a long and straight nose with a highly defined jaw, and broad shoulders. He had an expression of utmost concentration as he typed on the keyboard, his slender fingers almost a blur to the eyes. Song Jia felt that she liked this kind of Lin Yitian very much.

It was only unfortunate that he was born into a family that didn't see his value at all.

Song Jia let out a small sigh.

"Jia?" Lin Yitian immediately looked at her.

Lin Yitian's attention had always been mostly on Song Jia. Despite his look of concentration on the computer monitor, only a third of his attention was on what he was doing. Most of it was on the girl by his side.

Song Jia was alarmed. "Did I disturb you?"

Lin Yitian grinned. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her over the cushioned arm of the desk chair and into his lap. Song Jia yelped with surprise, but Lin Yitian only drew her closer, his arm circling neatly around her waist.

Then he threw her a bomb, "Jia, should we get married?"

Song Jia looked at him, stunned.

"I like Jia, and Jia likes me. I think we should get married."

"Yitian..." Song Jia was still busy putting two plus two and wondering how they ended up on the topic of marriage. "Don't you think we're moving too fast?"

"Too fast?" Lin Yitian frowned, "I think we're moving too slow. If I have my way, I'd be holding Xiao Hua right now."

"Xiao Hua? Who's that?"

Lin Yitian hugged her even tighter, "Our daughter."

Song Jia's mind went blank.

Our daughter?

Our daughter!

And she even already had a name!

If Song Jia vaguely felt that she could never follow Lin Yitian's train of thought before, she was now sure that his thoughts were not on a train, but inside a spaceship bound for outer space.

This was clearly not moving too fast, but moving at the speed of light, ah!

Song Jia forced a smile, "Yitian, you...we only just met a few months ago."

Wanting to marry me just like this, aren't you afraid of appearing fickle?

Lin Yitian looked at her. "I fell in love with Jia at first sight."

Song Jia, "..."

Alright, this man was truly helpless.

...

After a few days, Lin Shenglan and Rong Jingfei once again visited them. There was another man following them, which Lin Shenglan introduced as Lin Yitian's new psychiatrist.

"This is Nie Poan, an internationally well-known psychiatrist. He had treated several patients with high-functioning autism, and was featured in popular magazines to TV talk shows. I'm sure he and Xiao Tian would get along well."

Nie Poan, a handsome man with a warm smile, nodded his head to Lin Yitian. He knew that the second young master of the Lin family had mysophobia so he didn't try to shake his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lin. Your brother had told me what a brilliant man you are. I'm sure we'll be able to discuss many interesting things."

Song Jia arched an eyebrow. As a person who also knew the art of body language, she could tell that Nie Poan was a pro. He had given Lin Yitian just the right amount of personal space, his body was mirroring Lin Yitian's every action, and the micro-expression on his face was flawless. No wonder her twin sister fell for him, even though Lin Yitian was much more handsome than Nie Poan by more than just two to three points.

Song Jia decided to guard against him. It would be difficult if Nie Poan had also learned social engineering.

Nie Poan transferred his gaze towards Song Jia. His face was still carrying a warm smile, as soft as a gentle summer breeze, "You must be Miss Su, Mr. Lin's fiancée. Standing side by side, the two of you make a perfect couple."

Like butter on a hot pan, Lin Yitian's hedgehog's spikes at seeing another man interact with his fiancée melted away with his words. He beamed at Nie Poan, liking this new psychiatrist quite a bit.

Song Jia narrowed her eyes. Did Nie Poan discover Lin Yitian's affection towards her and was using it to gain favor?

Heh, too bad for him, this grandma was used to the schemes of the inner court.

She beamed back at him, her smile just as bright and warm as his own, "Mr. Nie is so handsome and kind. I didn't think Mr. Nie would be as outstanding as he was on TV."

She even leaned towards him, moving slightly away from Lin Yitian.

The great psychologist Albert Mehrabian had once stated in his findings the three important aspects of communication, creating the 7-38-55 rule. Seven percent of communication comes from the words we say, thirty-eight percent comes from our tone of voice, and fifty-five percent comes from our body language.

Song Jia's attitude towards Nie Poan used all three of these aspects, creating an obvious but direct message to Lin Yitian:

Mmm, this fiancée likes this new psychiatrist very much too.