Actually, the name Mo Jinxuan is not unfamiliar in her heart; she vaguely remembers that she knows that man because of the connection with An Ruiyang and Xi Xilan, and she doesn't want to pay too much attention to it.
Sitting on the sofa for a moment longer, An Nan's final thought was: "Mo Jinxuan, what's your real purpose for approaching me? Is it as I imagined?"
When Mo Jinxuan heard the assistant's report upon returning, the glassy look in his eyes was gradually replaced by a rare smile: "Did she really say that?"
"Yes, Mr. Mo."
"What else did she say?"
The assistant thought for a moment, then continued to answer, "Miss Lin also said that Mr. Mo, you shouldn't send gifts anymore, and she also said..." At this point, the assistant's voice became hesitant.
"Speak." Mo Jinxuan's indifferent voice continued into the other's ears.
