Sitting opposite Zhu Wushou was Lin ngyan.
Lin ngyan remained as serene and stunning as ever, carrying an indescribable charm. Ever since Fang Yi resolved the cases of Lin Yuanhao and Lin Yuanchen from the Lin Family, among the younger generation, Lin ngyan had beco the most prominent figure.
However, a certain saying was gradually rising among outsiders: the Lin Family was experiencing a dominance of yin over yang, with Lin ngyan showing signs of becoming the Family Head.
Indeed, this was the truth.
Lin ngyan’s personal abilities were increasingly showcased, and the Lin Family was almost exhausting its resources to pave the way for her, which made many envious and jealous.
If anyone could marry Lin ngyan, it would be a man’s greatest lifelong blessing.
Therefore, the pursuit surrounding Lin ngyan increased, as did the rumors about her.
But what outsiders weren’t aware of was that, apart from suitors from various families or so wealthy clans, even the tycoon Zhu Wushou was one of Lin ngyan’s pursuers.
Of course, this news hadn’t spread, for once it did, it would cause a dramatic stir.
After all, Zhu Wushou being one of the tycoons in Moon City aside, he already had a daughter and was in his fifties.
The two sat across from each other at a large round table, far apart, with an elderly man following behind Zhu Wushou.
This elderly man was certainly no ordinary person; Lin ngyan could tell at a glance that anyone accompanying Zhu Wushou was undoubtedly influential.
On Lin ngyan’s side was the young man in a suit, also sent to protect her.
Waitstaff were there, ready to fulfill any needs the guests might have with utmost speed.
The atmosphere in the private room was sowhat oppressive. Lin ngyan hadn’t spoken the entire ti, elegantly enjoying her al, yet her grace and allure were evident in every gesture.
Zhu Wushou took a sip of red wine, snapped his fingers, and said, "Old Fu, bring out the gift I prepared for Miss Lin."
The elderly man, referred to as Old Fu, bowed in acknowledgnt and then produced an exceptionally exquisite gift box.
The craftsmanship of this gift box was unparalleled; based on its appearance, it was made from the most expensive and genuine Red Jade—a large chunk—adorned with carved designs that were breathtaking and unforgettable at first glance.
The man in the suit, recognizing the quality, had his eyes light up upon seeing the Red Jade gift box.
He imdiately estimated its value in his mind and ca up with a figure:
Three hundred thousand!
Just the gift box alone was at least worth three hundred thousand!
As for what was inside the box, it was beyond words.
"Really willing to spend," the man in the suit thought to himself, full of envy and jealousy.
But then, he conceded that it was more than normal for a tycoon to offer sothing like this.
Old Fu respectfully placed the gift box in front of Lin ngyan, smiling as he set it on the table, and politely said, "Miss Lin, this is a token of my master’s regard, and we hope you’ll accept it."
With that, Old Fu opened the gift box.
Instantly, a dazzling light emanated from inside.
Even Lin ngyan couldn’t help but be moved.
What was in the gift box turned out to be a jade sculpture in the shape of a small dog.
The man in the suit exclaid softly, "This... This is the Snow Dog Sculpture!"
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