The table was large too large to allow anything more but the intent was clear...
West didn't react outwardly, but inwardly, he smirked.
Renzhi who was oblivious to that, started his own line of questioning.
"What exactly do you do?"
"Besides… training?"
West leaned back slightly. "I work with high-end clients. Personalized programs. Specialized routines."
"Hmm."
"And your intentions?" Renzhi's gaze sharpened.
"With my daughter."
West met his gaze calmly. "My intentions?"
He paused briefly before smiling; "I like her."
He was direct and simple with his response but Renzhi wasn't satisfied. "I'm asking about your plans."
West tilted his head slightly. "Plans change."
Then, he added casually while glancing at Mei; "She has a nice smile... and her lips are cute."
Renzhi's grip tightened again as West continued innocently, like he was completely unaware that his responses were making veins bulge on Renzhi's forehead.
