soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the several secretaries instantly drained of color.So, Su He was actually invited by Huo Chen Xi“You have ten minutes.” Huo Chenxi sat behind the solid w..."Reluctant to leave, want to stay"

Noticing Su He's gaze, the thin man silently stepped forward, blocking her line of sight. "Hmm," he said with a sinister look in his eyes and a stoic expression.

Su He hastily withdrew her gaze and quickly walked out the door.

The private room door automatically closed, shutting out everything inside.

Su He took a deep breath and walked quite a distance before turning back thoughtfully, gazing intently at the door number.

1688.

She booked room 1668, it was just one digit off. It's true she walked into the wrong room.

Taking out his phone, Su He quickly sent a message and then finally found 1668 again.

This time, she knocked on the door and heard a voice from inside saying "Come in" before pushing the door open.

Long Mao, dressed like a blooming peacock, sat in the private room. When Su He appeared, he immediately got up to greet her.

With his long arms outstretched, a broad smile graced his handsome face as he prepared for a polite embrace.

Su He crouched down, slipping under his arm before turning around and smiling, extending her hand to Long Mao.

"Young Master Long, I'm so sorry I'm late!"

Long Mo gazed intently at Su He's palm. His fingers were slender, and his fingernails, polished to a perfect roundness, glistened in the light.

Slowly reaching out, he cupped her small hand in his. Long Mao smiled contentedly, "The waiting process was a bit torturous, but the result makes me feel happy."

Su He had a toothache, but his face remained unchanged. He stared at Long Mao's unwilling hand, struggling twice without success. He raised his eyes to look at the tall, golden-haired and blue-eyed man: "Does Young Master Long want to keep standing here and talking to me"

Long Mao was afraid that he would really anger Su He, so he immediately let go of his hand and gentlemanly bowed to invite her.

The private room is very spacious. Besides the dining area, there's also a KTV room, a mahjong and card games room, and a teahouse.

Su He chose a seat and walked forward, sitting in the guest seat.

Long Mao came over and sat opposite her. He propped his chin on his hands and stared at her with a serious expression.

Su He acted as if he didn't see anything, calmly taking the tea, washing it, brewing it, and then pouring him a cup of hot black tea with steam rising from it.

Long Mao took it over, sipped a small mouthful, and praised: "The tea is good, but the person is even better!"

"You flatter me!" Su He poured herself a cup and took a light sip, then met his deep blue eyes. "With your status and taste, Young Master Long, this tea is probably only barely acceptable."

Long Mao smiled, a playful curve to his lips. "As long as I use it well, it'll be good enough."

After a moment of silence, he stared straight at Su He: "There's something I wanted to tell you since the reunion dinner."

Su He looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Long Mao's gaze towards Su He now held a hint of grievance: "Before, you were still friends with me, calling me 'A Mao'. I only went back for a few months, and when we meet again, you act as if you don't know me, addressing me coldly as 'Lord Long' just like strangers."

His accusations against this woman, with that tone of a scorned man, was truly unbearable to Su He.

"Young Master Long's status is noble, I was the one who offended him before." Su He spoke calmly. "If Young Master Long finds this address unpleasant, I can call you Mr. Long from now on"

Long Mao heard the implication in her words and knew she was displeased that he had secretly taken control of the Bai'an Group.

"I still prefer you to call me Amao," Long Mao said, "Isn't it better for me to head the Bai An Group than be part of the Shen family"

Su He naturally knew this, she just didn't know if Long Mao was a friend or foe.

"I've said it before, I'm not your enemy," Long Mao seemed to read Su He's thoughts. "Not from the beginning."

Su He stared at him silently, her eyes clear and innocent. Long Mao's shadow fell into her pupils, a tiny speck.

The benefits of collaborating with the Shen family far outweigh those of working with us.

Su He took a deep breath and, without beating around the bush, directly stated his doubts.

Long Mao didn't hold back: "Adding flowers to something already in bloom is nothing compared to giving charcoal in the snow."

He would rather help Shen Zhao-lin than that group of people who are siding with the Shen family.

Su He looked at Long Mao's eyes, his gaze becoming heavy.

At first, Shen Zhaolin reached out to Long Maozhi simply to expand the Yihe Group's business.

Unexpectedly, Long Mao had already aligned himself with Shen Zhaolin and the Shen family back then.

Shen Zhaolin left Dijing and stayed in City A for over twenty years, where he single-handedly founded the Yihe Group.

If the Shen family truly wanted to eradicate us, they wouldn't have waited until now.

Despite being brought back, those from the Shen family continued to make trouble for her.

On the surface, it seems that way.

On second thought, wasn't this the beginning after the Yihe Group and Long Family started cooperating

Su He didn't want to think too harshly of Long Mao, but when she thought about the gift he had sent her, she couldn't help but ask, "That will you gave me, was it really for real"

That will, which was enough to shake the entire Shen family, was also Long Mao's gift to Su He at the reunion dinner.

Shen Zhaolin recognized it, looking from himself, it was indeed the handwriting of the head of the Shen family.

The head of the Shen family, who was in poor health and no longer concerned with family affairs, had his will surprisingly left to Long Mao, who had no blood relation to him.

This matter was eerie, making Su He unable to help but doubt.

Long Mao sighed lightly: "I went to great lengths to meet Master Shen and finally got him to trust me, bring out the will and give it to you. You still question me"

Su He silently watched him without making a sound.

Before Big Brother returned to the Shen family, he learned that his grandfather was in poor health and had handed over the reins of power to his second uncle, allowing him to temporarily take on the responsibility of being the head of the family.

However, during his time at the Shen residence, he wasn't able to uncover the truth, let alone meet the grandfather. He certainly couldn't get his hands on a letter personally written by the grandfather.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Long Mao's expression clearly showed disbelief. He sighed helplessly, "You will see my true heart in time."

Su He corrected him: "It's sincerity, not true feeling."

Long Mao said nothing, his words were unspoken but heartfelt.

After finishing her tea, Su He's phone rang. She glanced at it and nonchalantly put it away.

She chatted with Long Mao for a few more moments, but Su He declined his invitation to dinner and left Qin Xiang Guan.

This time when she saw Long Mao, she at least confirmed two key pieces of information.

Long Mao gave her the will he had written himself.

The Long family indeed wants to help Shen Zhaolin return to the Shen family.

However, if we truly cooperate with the Long family and return to the Shen family, I'm afraid we'll be controlled by them in the future.

Let's say it nicely, it's like sending charcoal in the snow, but to be blunt, it's just taking advantage of someone when they're down.

This fire, it's possible that it was started by someone with ulterior motives.

Long Mao helplessly followed Su He down the stairs, watching her drive away.

If only I had known, going back would have ruined all the good feelings and trust we had built up. He shouldn't have gone back in the first place.

If possible, he would rather only be A-Mo than Long-Mo.

Su He was indeed as sharp and intelligent as he had expected.

Mingming did a flawless job, but it couldn't withstand her sixth sense. She felt wary of him.

Long Mao, who had been staring in the direction where Su He had left, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He turned back in astonishment, only to see a man wearing a golden mask that covered half his face, revealing only the area below his nose. The man stared at him with an impassive expression.

Their eyes met, fixed on the pair of bottomless cold eyes hidden beneath the mask. Long Maozhi inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them somewhere before.replied: "There are mountains outside of mountains, and people outside of people. Everyone says that the later waves push the previous waves behind on the Yangtze River. I actually have a candidate in...