Inside the banquet hall, the lights were on, and glasses clinked.

The light cascading from the crystal chandelier intertwined with the light and shadow reflected from the champagne tower, adding a touch of fantasy to this grand banquet.

Lin Manlin stood in the garden corridor, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the elegant ladies in the banquet hall, and couldn't help but shake her head.

These kinds of occasions have never been her cup of tea; if it weren't for the old lady's birthday banquet, which she had to attend, she would have made an excuse to slip away long ago.

A familiar sound of laughter drifted over, and she looked in the direction of the sound to see Lin Yunche talking to a tall, slender man on the terrace.

The man was dressed in a dark gray custom-made suit, which accentuated his tall and straight figure, and he exuded composure in every gesture.

It was Xiao Mohan, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

"This guy..." Lin Manlin muttered softly, her gaze unconsciously lingering on Xiao Mohan.

She had never met a man with so many facets: cold, dashing, cheeky, and composed and professional.

But he had to admit that the man had a handsome appearance.

No matter what it looks like, it can attract attention immediately.

She noticed that many socialites in the banquet hall were glancing in that direction, seemingly casually.

Indeed, Xiao Mohan is not only outstanding in appearance, but also studied medicine in his early years, later worked in the financial market, and had experience in foreign countries, which shaped his unique temperament.

There is a calm and composed demeanor that makes everything seem effortless, yet there is a hint of danger in his eyes that makes people want to get closer and investigate.

Although Xiao Mohan's business has focused overseas in recent years, and he is not from a prominent family, the people at the banquet were not familiar with him.

Those who can attend this event must be quite wealthy.

Socialites would occasionally come over to strike up a conversation, but Xiao Mohan's tone was always polite yet indifferent.

"Quite the airs," Lin Manlin pouted and turned to get some dessert.

"Mo Han," Lin Yunche said casually, holding his wine glass.

"You've returned to China this time, are you planning to settle down here?"

Xiao Mohan swirled the red wine in his hand and laughed, "Yes, although things are going well in the US, I'm still living abroad."

The situation in China is very good now, and I've returned this time to gradually establish my headquarters there.

“That’s perfect,” Lin Yunche’s eyes lit up as he looked around.

"There are quite a few young ladies here today. Would you like me to introduce you to a few? These are all from prestigious families; their family background and upbringing are top-notch."

Xiao Mohan chuckled lightly: "Are you trying to play matchmaker for me? My mind is completely focused on my career right now; I don't have time to think about these things."

Lin Yunche smiled and shook his head: "Young people shouldn't be too fixated on things. Career is important, but life also needs companions."

Xiao Mohan said in a serious tone, "Over the years, I've gotten used to living a carefree life on my own. It's a good thing that my family isn't rich, because I don't have to be responsible for anyone, and I don't have any elders urging or putting pressure on me."

I don't really care about being from a prestigious family; those rich heiresses might not even be able to tolerate a commoner like me. As for matters of the heart, I'm not in a rush; I'll let fate decide.

These words were typical of Xiao Mohan's style. Lin Yunche realized that Xiao Mohan's emotions, like his personality, were unlikely to follow the conventional path.

Then there's really no need for me to worry about it unnecessarily.

He raised his glass of red wine, took a sip, and glanced around before his gaze settled on Lin Manlin, who was standing not far away.

"By the way, how did it go when I asked Manlin to help you out last time? She's straightforward, but she's very reliable."

Xiao Mohan followed his gaze and saw Lin Manlin wearing a fiery red fitted dress, with a suit-style top and a large skirt, and sneakers on her feet.

This style is definitely Lin Manlin's. The stark contrast in the outfits looks perfectly natural on her.

She was leaning against the garden fence, grimacing at the scene in the banquet hall.

Her attire and expression stood in stark contrast to the elegantly dressed socialites around her.

“Lin Manlin,” Xiao Mohan said meaningfully.

"I'm afraid the Crystal Stone Fate doesn't hold much appeal for her. She's too stubborn. But..."

He paused for a moment: "She is indeed very capable, with excellent judgment, but she's just too stubborn."

Lin Yunche chuckled, "Yeah, this girl's always been like this, she has her own ideas. So many men have pursued her, but they've all been rejected."

As they were talking, a well-dressed young man walked up to Lin Manlin.

Xiao Mohan recognized him as the young master of the Liao family, who was quite well-known in the jewelry industry.

“Miss Lin,” Young Master Liao greeted her politely, “the moonlight is beautiful tonight. Would you do me the honor of taking a stroll in the garden?”

Lin Manlin didn't even lift her eyelids: "No need, I'm not interested in the moonlight."

His tone was as indifferent as if he were shooing away a fly.

Young Master Liao's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, but he still forced a smile: "Miss Lin is indeed as rumored... straightforward."

“That’s just how I am,” Lin Manlin finally turned her head:

"I don't like beating around the bush. If you think I'm straightforward, then I'll be even more direct—you're not my type, so don't bother contacting me again."

Young Master Liao's face turned pale and then red, and he finally slunk away.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Mohan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He walked over to Lin Manlin with his wine glass in hand: "Aren't you afraid of being accused of liking women when you reject someone like that?"

Lin Manlin rolled her eyes: "What's it to you?"

“Of course it’s my business,” Xiao Mohan said slowly.

"If you keep going like this, you'll never get married. Your uncle was just about to introduce me to someone; is he going to try and force you on me?"

"You're really overthinking it. I'm not an object; no one can force me into marriage. Even if you gave me your entire business empire, I still wouldn't want to marry you." Lin Manlin glared at him and continued:

"But you, a playboy who flirts with everyone, should be careful not to get indigestion."

Xiao Mohan raised an eyebrow: "How did I become a playboy? It was clearly someone else flirting with me, okay?"

“Yes, yes,” Lin Manlin said sarcastically, “With your good looks and outstanding qualities, it would be strange if those socialites didn’t swarm around you.”

Looking at her huffing and puffing, Xiao Mohan felt inexplicably pleased: "Are you jealous?"

"You!" Lin Manlin was furious with him and turned to leave. "Stop spouting nonsense!"

"Hey, don't go!" Xiao Mohan called out from behind her, "I haven't finished yet! Want to come to Canshiyuan? I guarantee you'll get the best treatment!"

Lin Manlin waved her hand without turning her head: "Who cares!"

Her retreating figure exuded an indescribable stubbornness; her sharp suit paired with a long skirt made her look quite interesting.

Xiao Mohan watched her retreating figure, a faint smile playing on his lips.

This girl is still so easily provoked. She's almost thirty, but her personality is still like a little girl's.

He's an interesting person!

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