The sweetheart of a strong president

Zhang Ming's face changed slightly. He was silent for a while, then nodded: "Mr. Lin, I do have deep respect and admiration for Ms. Su Wan, but please believe me, I have never had any thoughts of interfering with your family life. I think you may have some misunderstanding."

He paused and continued, "The reason why I have such feelings for Ms. Su Wan is because of her outstanding achievements and personal charm. I know very well that such feelings can only stay in my heart and cannot and will not give it the soil to grow and germinate. If Mr. Lin came here because of this matter, I think we may have nothing to talk about."

Zhang Ming looked at Lin Zihan with sincerity in his eyes: "Mr. Lin, I hope my honesty can dispel your doubts. I promise that I will strictly restrain my behavior and never make you and Ms. Su Wan feel any discomfort. I will also try my best to transform this emotion into pure respect for Ms. Su Wan and blessings for your family."

Lin Zihan's face was as cold as ice, with anger burning in his eyes. His eyes were like sharp swords, staring straight at Zhang Ming, not hiding his dissatisfaction and anger. Zhang Ming's explanation and promise sounded like pale and weak excuses to him, and even made him feel insulted and fooled.

"Zhang Ming, I heard you clearly," Lin Zihan's voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty, "You may think you have hidden it well, but your evil intentions are obvious. Your solemn promises, to me, are nothing but hypocritical sophistry."

He sneered and continued, "You want to pretend to be profound in front of me, trying to hide your true intentions with sincere words, but this only makes me see your hypocrisy more clearly. Your so-called 'personality' is nothing but a self-deceiving performance. Do you think you can blind my eyes and make me turn a blind eye to your ambitions?"

Lin Zihan wanted to use evidence to make Zhang Ming irrefutable. He took out his mobile phone and opened a video, which was a video of his son in an equestrian competition. He deliberately slowed down the video and focused on the moments that were captured inadvertently - the details of Zhang Ming peeping at Su Wan.

"Look for yourself." Lin Zihan's voice was cold and powerful, and he pushed the phone in front of Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming's expression gradually became complicated as the video played. He saw himself unconsciously staring at Su Wan in the crowd, with that kind of eager and obsessed look, even he had to admit that it had gone beyond the scope of admiration. His face began to change, from the initial calmness to embarrassment and uneasiness, and finally to a deep shame.

The slow-motion video was like a heavy hammer that hit his heart. He could no longer defend himself. Those images were like silent testimony, revealing his true feelings deep in his heart. Zhang Ming lowered his head deeply. He knew that his behavior had been seen through by Lin Zihan, and any defense seemed pale and powerless.

Lin Zihan knew that he had made Zhang Ming realize his mistake. He said coldly: "Zhang Ming, I hope you can understand that your behavior has exceeded the normal range. I don't know what your mentality is, but you must understand that Su Wan is my wife, and I will never allow anyone to disrespect her."

His voice was like an icy blade, direct and sharp: "I advise you to put away your hypocritical performance and not to cross the line again. Otherwise, I will take all necessary measures."

Zhang Ming raised his head, his eyes full of guilt: "Boss Lin, I...I...I'm sorry! I didn't expect that my behavior would cause you trouble."

"What's the use of apologizing?" Mr. Lin pressed.

"Boss Lin, do you have to be so aggressive? Am I guilty?" Zhang Ming became more aggressive and continued, "Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't have had any thoughts about your wife. But you also know that emotional matters are like weeds that grow out of control."

"Then what do you mean by saying that? Are you going to keep pestering me?" Lin Zihan was a little nervous. If Zhang Ming kept pestering him, he might have to work hard.

"Mr. Lin, you don't have to be nervous. My feelings for Mrs. Lin are one-sided. She doesn't know. In the end, it's my own business. As long as you keep a calm mind, nothing will happen."

Lin Zihan felt that Zhang Ming's words were honest and he didn't push too hard. He stared at him and said, "I don't want to see something like last time a second time. Otherwise, I won't let it go so easily like this."

"Boss Lin, if you're worried, you can fire me now. But even if you fire me, you can't control my heart, right?"

Zhang Ming guessed that Mr. Lin would not fire him, otherwise there would be no need to ask him for a talk. It seems that Lin Zihan is not an asshole.

"I can still distinguish between work and life. I know you are a rare talent. Otherwise, do you think I would keep you around to be an eyesore and annoying?"

Lin Zihan put away his phone, stood up, and prepared to leave, leaving Zhang Ming with a deep impression and a clear warning. Just as he turned to leave, Zhang Ming's voice sounded behind him, with an inexplicable heaviness and bitterness.

"Boss Lin, I want to give you one more piece of advice." Zhang Ming's words revealed sincerity, "You are a child of destiny. This is God's love for you, not your capital to squander. You are very, very, very lucky to have a wife like Ms. Su Wan in your life. There is no need to be as miserable as you are now. How can you understand the suffering of people who really live day by day!"

Lin Zihan stopped and did not look back, but the anger in his heart gradually dissipated because of Zhang Ming's words. He heard the pain in Zhang Ming's voice, which was the voice of a person who was deeply trapped in an emotional whirlpool and could not extricate himself. Lin Zihan suddenly realized that although Zhang Ming had inappropriate emotions, he was also a person with flesh and blood, emotions and pain.

Lin Zihan turned around and looked at Zhang Ming. The anger in his eyes had disappeared. He saw Zhang Ming's sincerity and self-control, and also felt his respect and understanding. He knew that Zhang Ming was not an impulsive person, but a mature man who knew his limits and reason.

Lin Zihan's voice became calm, "Maybe my previous opinion of you was a little biased. Although I cannot accept your feelings, your attitude shows me your sincerity. I hope you can do it!" Lin Zihan chose to take a step back because he was afraid of really pushing Zhang Ming into a corner.