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  The man saw the graceful and valiant look on her face and slowly retracted his hand. He was silent, his mouth deliberately cocking into an indiscernible arc.

  His stare was starting to make her feel uncomfortable.

  She could not understand why he would always appear when she was down.

  She dusted off the dirt on her and moved to leave. Behind her came a low and cool command, “Stay where you are.”


  His words were sparse and his tone was melodious, like an aged wine.

  She paused and shot him a frown. “Mister, what can I do for you?”


  “Are you really leaving in this manner?” He was amused by her reaction. Other women could not wait to flock to him, whereas she avoided him like the plague. Could it be because she was harboring a guilty conscience?

  His knowing smile irked her, and she asked with much indifference, “Do I know you?”


  Her impatience and aloofness surprised the men behind him. They had not seen anyone be disrespectful to their young master before!

  Anyone knew that, with his aristocratic background and elite status, even senior government officials had to show him some degree of comity. Her lack of civility offended them.

  The man was not antagonized by her behavior, however. With smugness, he walked closer to her and whispered softly next to her ear, “We don’t know each other? We’ve slept together before…… remember?”


  Her expression turned grim and she asked him in a spleeny tone, “Mister Mu, why are you so shameless?”


  “Er? Shameless? Is this called being ‘shameless’?” His smile deepened. “Do you want to see what shame really looks like?”


  Neither she nor Xiao Xue knew of his identity, and the latter was not interested in finding out. He Lingxiang, meanwhile, had an inkling of who this big shot was.

  Yun Shishi and Mu Yazhe were standing at an intimate distance; this shocked those that were present at the scene, especially He Lingxiang and his entourage.

  He had been in this circle for many years and met countless people. To survive and ensure that he would not step on the wrong foot, he had to be clear about the people occupying the high seats.

  He did not know of this young man’s identity as they had never met before, but he did know the bunch of men standing behind him. They were all familiar faces in fact!

  They were curtsying to the man despite being rich and influential in their own rights.

  Take the middle-aged man at the very back as an example; he was among the leading chieftains in the capital, holding power to a few major businesses and secret forces. His current position made him a key decision-maker in the capital.

  While He Lingxiang held some power and notoriety, he was nothing to that middle-aged man.