CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 42: STRANGE ATMOSPHERE (2)

The person being questioned suddenly lifted his head and, after smiling faintly, confidently said, "There’s nothing that Lin Mubai wants that’s impossible to achieve."

Han Xiayang felt as if he suddenly saw dazzling light around the man in front of him. Yes, how could he forget who Lin Mubai is? A man capable of building his own business empire with his own hands wouldn’t be controlled by anyone, let alone allow the woman he loves to be wronged in any way.

So, An Nan, meeting such a man means you’re destined to never escape him your whole life, but being cherished by such a man is your happiness, isn’t it?

With no doubts remaining in his heart, Han Xiayang extinguished the cigarette in his hand, looked at the cigarette at the other’s fingertips with a faint smile, and teased, "What, are you now preparing to quit smoking too?"

"She doesn’t like it."

Alright, the latter felt truly speechless.

Examining the person in front of him again, he realized that this man isn’t incapable of love, but instead hadn’t met the right person. Suddenly, he felt he also wanted to fall in love, find a beloved woman, and hold her hand for life, doting on her forever—perhaps that wouldn’t be bad.

Unlike the warm and serene atmosphere at the end of the corridor, the vibe inside the private room was extremely peculiar.

In the midst of this strange atmosphere, An Nan remained self-contained, having understood a long time ago that there are too many opinions in the world, and considering every single one would tire her.

Just like now, she wasn’t unaware of these people’s thoughts deep in their hearts, but she neither wanted to explain nor overthink.

In short, she and that handsome man were just two parallel lines.

Since parallel lines won’t intersect, why should she bother with so much?

Focusing her attention on the cards in front of her, she had just won three rounds in a row, unsure if others were letting her win. However, since these people were willing to let her be the Money Scatterer, why shouldn’t she enjoy it?

After all, the handsome man had said before leaving that if she lost, it was his problem, but if she won, it was her gain. She was, of course, eager to fatten her wallet.

Everyone is worldly; who would complain about having too much money?

Directly opposite An Nan, Xi Shaoqi’s gaze had been bizarre from the start and his heart filled with chaos.

Lin Mubai and An Nan?

Is such a combination possible?

He shook his head violently. Right, it’s impossible, so it must be just him overthinking.

His complex thoughts settled into calm once more, and he began to proactively initiate conversation, attempting to divert everyone’s attention.

"Nannan, where did you go after that gathering? I called but no one answered; I was worried sick."

An Nan suddenly felt her entire body tense up, her lips curling into an unnatural smile, which she quickly concealed, answering lightly, "I was bored so I went home to rest first, then went to Italy for a two-week vacation."

"Oh, is that so? Was Italy fun?"

"It was okay." Compared to the harsh climate of B City, Italy was significantly better; at least she was quite satisfied with the air quality.

Everyone’s attention quickly shifted successfully.

Returning to the private room were Lin Mubai and Han Xiayang, having just overheard every word everyone said. This time, Lin Xia Yang was sure there was definitely something fishy going on between the two of them.