"I told you—how could he just so happen to be a rich second-generation heir?"
Ling Xuan was immediately satisfied when she saw this. On one hand, she felt she had guessed correctly.
On the other hand, if Li Mu Chuan really had been a rich second-generation heir, wouldn't she have missed a golden opportunity?
So no matter how she looked at it, Li Mu Chuan being a fake made her much happier.
Perhaps it was simply the mentality of not wanting to see others doing well at work.
Rou Lan was a little disappointed, but after thinking it over, Li Mu Chuan was quite handsome no matter what.
If Li Mu Chuan was willing to pursue her, perhaps she could give him a chance.
Li Mu Chuan had no idea what the three women were thinking. By then, he was already seated at the dining table, eating seafood.
The Chinese mitten crabs here were seasoned exceptionally well and tasted incredibly fresh.
The only problem was that cracking open the shells was a bit troublesome. Thinking about it, he suddenly missed Wei Yu Meng.
She was exceptionally good at shelling crabs.
After Li Mu Chuan had eaten and drunk his fill, he headed straight home.
The house had already been cleaned. When the cleaning staff left, the housekeeping service also sent Li Mu Chuan a message.
After returning home, Li Mu Chuan began fiddling with the equipment in the gym. Once he was more or less done, he went to the swimming pool and swam a few laps.
Only after he had completely exhausted himself did Li Mu Chuan take a shower, lie down on the bed, and drift off into a groggy sleep.
When Li Mu Chuan woke up the next day, the sky had only just begun to