Lin Musen sat there watching Xi Mohan, still holding his chopsticks in hand, but instead of picking up food, he was biting on them, unable to hold back his curiosity as he spoke, "Mohan, what were you talking about with Wanwan? Come on, tell me too, I want to know..."

Upon hearing Lin Musen’s way of addressing Ning Wan, Xi Mohan’s brows furrowed even deeper. He couldn’t help but turn his head with a faint glance, then said, "Is there enough food to keep your mouth shut? Do I need to call my assistant to bring up a rag?"

Wanwan?

That sounds quite intimate; someone who doesn’t know better might think they’ve known each other for a long time. But as far as he knows, Lin Musen and Ning Wan have known each other for less than an hour.

This made the irritation in his heart deepen even more. Just thinking about the scene he watched on the surveillance footage, with Lin Musen and Ning Wan smiling and chatting, he found it incredibly annoying.

Lin Musen was choked, unable to say anything in that moment. Facing Xi Mohan’s murderous gaze, she made a gesture of zipping her lips and lowered her head to continue eating the delicacies Ning Wan had prepared for her.

Retracting his gaze from Lin Musen, Xi Mohan turned back to Ning Wan, facing a small face the size of his palm, still carrying a hint of youthful innocence, yet her features were starting to blossom.

Ning Yan’er, known for her style, is quite famous as a socialite and considered the most beautiful woman in An City. Looking at Ning Wan before him, Xi Mohan thought that in a couple of years, if Ning Wan learned how to present herself, she might cause quite a stir in An City too.

Thinking of this, his expression turned even darker, eyes fixed sharply on the girl in front, almost igniting with flames of anger, as if ready to tear Ning Wan apart.

Ning Wan was startled by Xi Mohan’s expression, instinctively taking a step back and swallowing hard.

Noticing her small movements, Xi Mohan’s expression turned colder and he let out a cold chuckle, opening his mouth, "I didn’t realize you had such high-level tricks."

Ning Wan "..." Did I really do something?

Before she could react, the man had already grabbed her hand and began to pull her toward the door.

Everything happened too suddenly. Ning Wan was forced to follow behind the man, nearly stumbling on her own.

Realizing that the woman behind seemed unable to keep up, the man who had been walking briskly slowed his pace slightly. His face remained coldly indifferent, lips tightly pressed without speaking.

Seeing Xi Mohan dragging Ning Wan away, without a hint of gentleness, Lin Musen was initially stunned, then immediately stood up to block Xi Mohan’s path, "Mohan, what are you doing? Where are you taking Ning Wan?" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Facing Lin Musen, the man’s lips pressed tightly, with a gloomy expression. He scoffed coldly, "What? Are you trying to play the hero to rescue the beauty?"

Lin Musen, "..." Play the hero to rescue the beauty, my ass.

"Step aside." Before Lin Musen could speak, Xi Mohan had already raised his hand to brush Lin Musen aside, then continued to pull Ning Wan along.

Ning Wan came to her senses, turning to look at Lin Musen, who was about to follow, and said directly, "I’m fine, you go ahead and eat. Didn’t you say you haven’t eaten on the plane? Don’t worry about me..."

Although she didn’t know what Xi Mohan intended to do, she knew that Xi Mohan and Lin Musen were good brothers. She didn’t want to be the reason their relationship soured, nor did she want any unpleasantness between them.

Lin Musen initially considered following them, but after hearing Ning Wan’s words, he stopped in his tracks, unsure why he couldn’t move, just staring blankly as Xi Mohan led Ning Wan away.

They descended from the rooftop, because hopping up to the rooftop from the thirty-sixth floor required taking the stairs; there was no elevator that went straight up. So, Ning Wan was pulled along by Xi Mohan the whole way down, feeling small, pink bubbles of happiness flutter in her heart at the thought of his hand holding hers; she found it unbearably sweet and wished he would hold her hand like that forever.

Reaching the thirty-sixth floor, Ning Wan originally thought Xi Mohan would pull her towards an office, but it turned out she was overthinking. Xi Mohan led her directly to the elevators, pressed the button for the president’s private elevator, and once the door opened, he yanked her inside, his face dark and brooding.

Yanked into the elevator, this time without pause or gentleness, Ning Wan was suddenly dragged inside. Fortunately, she preferred not to wear heels at this age, dressed in casual clothes with flat shoes, but even so, she almost fell.

As the elevator door closed, Xi Mohan abruptly released Ning Wan’s hand, sending her staggering into the corner of the elevator. Though he didn’t use his full strength, Ning Wan still collided painfully with the elevator’s side.

Feeling the pain in her arm, Ning Wan nearly fell, but managed to steady herself and, once upright, turned her gaze upon the man before her. With one hand rubbing her sore shoulder, she pursed her lips in silence, her small face exuding a pitiful air.

Standing still, Xi Mohan watched her, his expression growing darker at her appearance, letting his disdainful look show. He spoke coldly, "Ning Wan, stop with those pitiful eyes; I’m not like other men, those looks have no effect on me."

His disdainful gaze hit Ning Wan like a blow to the heart, her teeth biting her lip as she looked at him. Sniffing slightly, she spoke in a muffled voice, "Do you really hate me that much?"

Every time he looked at her like she was trash, it battered her spirit time and time again.

Xi Mohan stood firm, turning to face her, a sneer on his lips as he spoke ruthlessly, each word crystal clear, "You just realized now that I hate you? Ning Wan, I thought you knew from the start that I didn’t want to see you, even less so have you here before me."