Chapter 3 Turns out Yan Jingting is the same as a eunuch!

Across from her, Yan Jingting's eyes had already swept over and landed on her.

The somewhat scrutinizing gaze made Chu Zhiyi subconsciously tense up, avoiding eye contact with Yan Jingting.

Chu Zhiyi recalled the conversation about Yan Jingting that had followed her and Wu Yang's visit to the crawfish restaurant.

"Although Yan Jingting is good-looking, he's not a good person. Once, because he found some women displeasing, he tormented them until they went crazy and ended up in a mental hospital. It's best to have as little to do with such a person as possible," Wu Yang had said at that point, even sighing deeply.

"I think it must be because of his disability that he's developed a perverted psychology. If he were a whole person, a man of such ultimate perfection would definitely be in high demand," Wu Yang had concluded.

Because of these words, Chu Zhiyi even began to doubt whether the Yan Jingting she had seen in college was truly refined and polite.

But... if he were mentally disturbed, would he still come to a café for a date with a woman?

Chu Zhiyi marked this question in her mind.

By the time she came back to her senses, her assistant had already left.

Her senior colleague said to her, "Zhiyi, why are you constantly lost in thought? Have you finished going over President Lu's information?"

Chu Zhiyi took out her tablet and said, "I've finished. I listed some questions while I was in the car, sister, do you think they're appropriate?"

The senior colleague took the tablet Chu Zhiyi handed over and carefully reviewed the interview questions.

As Chu Zhiyi waited, she overheard the woman sitting opposite Yan Jingting begin to speak.

"Mr. Yan, you know, because of your physical condition, even if we could get married in the future, I might end up a widow in all but name. I'm a freshly minted Ivy League Ph.D. and believe I'm more than enough to marry you," the woman said without any courtesy.

"A Platonic marriage wouldn't be completely out of the question for me either, but Mr. Yan, you should offer appropriate compensation for my sacrifices," she added.

Widow in all but name, Platonic...

Is this a blind date?

Chu Zhiyi couldn't help but glance again at Yan Jingting.

Was the woman's implication that Yan Jingting was impotent, and for the sake of her post-marital life, he must satisfy her material needs?

Chu Zhiyi may not have eaten pork, but she had seen pigs run.

When Mother Zhou had asked her to call Zhou Hen, Zhou Hen thought she couldn't tell that he was getting hot and heavy with a woman on the other end of the phone, which made her feel sick to her stomach.

Mother Zhou strictly forbade her from having premarital relations with Zhou Hen, fearing that any indiscretion might lead to pregnancy and tarnish the Zhou family's image.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhiyi reached a conclusion and her expression showed a sudden realization.

So, the reason Yan Jingting was mentally perverted was that he had already lost the normal psychological needs of a man, and even just seeing a woman would make him feel imbalanced!

Wasn't this just like a eunuch!

Yan Jingting, seated face to face with Chu Zhiyi and only a few meters away, had a clear view of Chu Zhiyi's varied facial expressions.

He lifted his coffee casually, without a trace, and slowly took a sip.

"What do you want?" he asked.

His soaking voice sounded deeper and more relaxed than usual, seemingly unconcerned by the woman's denigration of him.

Chu Zhiyi thought the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember where she had recently heard it.

It must be from that time Yan Jingting went to her school for a lecture; that's why it felt familiar.

The woman, seemingly taken aback by Yan Jingting's direct question, hooked her lips into a smile and said, "CE Group is a business empire, and I want to enter the upper echelons of the group and co-manage CE Group with you."

"I have a Doctorate in Finance from Yale University, and I consistently won scholarships at school. I'm head and shoulders above the rest in terms of ability..." she boasted.

Chu Zhiyi listened with interest, and before long, that assistant had returned.

With an apologetic look, he addressed Chu Zhiyi and her colleague, "Sorry, the two of you, our President Lu had to rush to the airport for an urgent trip, so this interview will have to be postponed."

President Lu stood them up.

The senior was somewhat shocked and was about to get angry, but Chu Zhiyi quickly held her back.

She smiled appropriately and said, "That's really too bad. President Lu has many things on his plate, and unexpected situations are inevitable."

The assistant handed them a business card and said, "President Lu asked me to express his apologies to both of you. This is another gentleman's business card; he recently has some time. If the TV station would like to interview him, you can call him."

"Okay, please thank President Lu for us."

The assistant nodded and left the coffee shop.

Chu Zhiyi stuffed the business card into her senior's hand, "Sis, this person is also a celebrity. Even if we can't interview President Lu, being able to interview him means our trip wasn't wasted."

The senior looked at the business card, and the irritation from being stood up and staying up late doing research started to fade.

The senior expressed her gratitude, "Thanks to you for holding me back just now, otherwise all our busyness these past days would truly have been in vain."

"It's nothing."

"Since President Lu said we can call this person, that means he will definitely accept our interview." Chu Zhiyi finished her coffee in one gulp and said, "Sis, let's reorganize some information and go for another interview."

"You're right."

The senior quickly got over it and stood up, "Then let's go."

Chu Zhiyi hummed a response, picked up her bag ready to leave, and looked up to see Yan Jingting looking at her indifferently.

His deep eyes seemed to see through everything, making her clearly visible.

Chu Zhiyi suddenly felt that her tactful advice to her senior must have seemed utterly ridiculous to Yan Jingting; she felt slightly embarrassed, tightened her grip on her bag, and quickly left the coffee shop with her senior.

The woman who was arranged to date Yan Jingting kept tirelessly praising herself.

Yan Jingting watched through the glass as Chu Zhiyi's retreating figure left somewhat in disarray, and he laughed softly.

Looking back at the woman in front of him, whose face screamed "I want to get into your company, don't be foolish to reject me," he felt bored and started to get impatient.

"If you want to get into CE, go for an interview." Yan Jingting cut off her self-flattering remarks.

His handsome face bore no warmth, exuding an aura of implacable coldness, "If you bother my mom again by pulling strings, consider washing dishes for a lifetime at a CE subsidiary restaurant."

The woman was intimidated by Yan Jingting's presence, not sure if it was because she was exposed or afraid that Yan Jingting could actually make her wash dishes, she didn't speak for a long time.

Yan Jingting maneuvered his wheelchair, leaving the coffee shop deftly and ruthlessly.

The car door opened, and Yan Jingting got in. Not long after, his phone rang.

Yan Jingting picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Mom."

"Ah Ting, how was the girl?"

Yan Jingting's mother is named Rong Yue.

"We didn't come to an agreement."

Rong Yue sounded somewhat disappointed, "Never mind, mom has inquired about quite a few decent families' daughters. In a few days…"

"Mom." Yan Jingting cut off Rong Yue as she continued to talk about introducing more potential dates to him, "I have my own plans for this matter."

"Ah Ting." Rong Yue's voice was gentle, "You're almost thirty years old now. If you keep dragging this out, where will you find a decent girl willing to marry you?"

Yan Jingting's mind flashed to the vivid, unintentionally expressive face of that young woman, and he curved the corner of his lips, saying, "There will be someone."

Rong Yue, with a veiled threat in her gentle tone, said, "Your grandparents are coming back soon, and you know how much they want you to get married, don't you?"

Yan Jingting: "…"

Yan Jingting felt a headache coming on.