4 GOOD KARMA (1/2)
Zhong Feng did not look forward to his morning meeting. He had a fully packed schedule and did not have time to meet nonessential people. However, his father had insisted that this interview must be conducted in person and by him. Though he had been mildly annoyed by the old man, he had acquiesced to the request. In addition, his expectations for the meeting were quite high, based on the constant prattling of the old Zhong.
Unfortunately, his anticipation for the meeting ended in an anti-climax when he saw the petite girl framed like a little pixie by his enormous office door.
As an experienced businessman, he did not place much importance in looks. However, he could not ignore the compactness of the female figure entering with minute measured steps. She seemed to disappear in the spacious room. Moreover, there was uncertainty and timidity in her aura. He frowned as he watched her approach slowly, almost as if she wanted to leave.
His sharp eyes brushed over her with detached objectiveness. He could not help lingering on that face. He had to admit that her youthful appearance was far from what he had imagined. Her countenance could be described as, for the lack of a better word, cute. Her peach blossom eyes were wide and clear and worked well with her small nose and little mouth to create an almost doll-like appearance.
She did not look like any of the countless women that his father had attempted to set him up with in the past. Though the old man was a romantic, he always favoured tall and confident beauties. This girl did not have the air of a refined socialite or a corporate professional.
His father had only intimated that he owed a favour to her father, and he had to treat her with utmost care and regard.
At first, he had assumed that it was another ploy to force him to settle down. However, looking at the little white rabbit, he could not help thinking that he was wrong.
Perhaps there was no hidden meaning behind his father's words.
His emotionless eyes remained on the girl who was taking a hundred years to walk from the door to him.
Hu Lei observed the imposing man as she intentionally walked slowly to his desk. She wanted to make a judgement before faced him head on. Her conclusions did not comfort her. The daunting man looked like an emperor judging a small subject. His unfeeling gaze and powerful demeanour was that of a man who held power and was not afraid to wield it ruthlessly. She could not help feeling like she was being looked down upon by this man. She bristled in anger at that belittling look in his eyes.
Still, she understood her place.