"What brings Young Master Du to the Municipal Committee?" Bai Junhao asked directly.

Du Ziheng walked over to the sofa, casually seated himself on the leather sofa, spread his arms over the backrest, and sighed lightly, saying, "Mayor Bai, are you implying you’re not welcoming me? I was bored so I came to find you."

"Why? With women buzzing around Young Master Du like flies, how could you be bored?" Bai Junhao glanced amusingly at the roguish Du Ziheng.

"Mayor Bai, those are mosquitoes buzzing." Du Ziheng corrected Bai Junhao’s wording, then shook his head and sighed. He was in a particularly bad mood now and didn’t feel like joking with Bai Junhao.

"Oh, has Young Master Du become impotent from nights of revelry? Can’t stir interest in women anymore?" Ever since Du Ziheng came in, he looked dispirited, his complexion was poor, and seemingly bruised. Bai Junhao naturally linked it to that matter, "Didn’t I tell you to be moderate? Careful not to let syphilis catch you."

Du Ziheng frowned, somewhat displeased, "Junhao, could you stop making wild guesses? I’m lovesick!"

Bai Junhao was even more surprised, with Du Ziheng saying this, his curiosity piqued. He returned the materials in his hand to the shelf and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Oh, what kind of woman can make you lovesick?" This was something worth researching properly, after all, everyone knew Du Ziheng was famously fickle in the circles, and Beitang Yao was like a Satan-like demon destroying women.

"Ah!!!" Du Ziheng sighed heavily, "Don’t mention it, I went to the military hospital yesterday to see Qian Qian and got beaten up by that brat Yao!" Even after rolling a few boiled eggs, his face still felt a stabbing pain.

"The bruise on your face... was caused by Yao hitting you?" Bai Junhao’s mood was even more complicated at this moment. Upon catching the name Qian Qian from Du Ziheng’s lips, he guessed who Du Ziheng was lovesick for...

Du Ziheng, that kid, of all the women to fancy, had to fancy Xia Qingqian. You know, Beitang Yao now treats Xia Qingqian like a treasure, protecting her fiercely. If anyone had any ill motives towards her, Yao certainly wouldn’t let them off scot-free.

Apparently, Du Ziheng was just asking to get shot.

"Isn’t it true? Qian Qian is not his property. As her admirer, why can’t I go visit her? Yesterday, he even threw out all the gifts I brought! Where’s the justice in that? Junhao, you have to judge this for me, what kind of brother is that?" Flames were flickering in Du Ziheng’s eyes.

Bai Junhao shook his head and said, "Zi Heng, this time is different. This time it’s Xia Qingqian, not another woman. Maybe in the past, if you wanted any woman by Yao’s side, he’d let you have her. But..." He paused, fixing his gaze on Du Ziheng, and then continued, "It seems Yao truly cares about Xia Qingqian. You should refrain from calling her name so intimately. If Yao hears it, your life could be in danger."

"From your tone, are you implying Yao is really infatuated with Qian Qian? Wasn’t he always waiting for that woman named Shen Youran? Plus, I recently heard that brat Yao has a college student fiancée? What’s going on here?" Du Ziheng’s voice, without knowing why, rose with a hint of inquiry.