Lin Mo had originally planned to invite Xie Guanyan to dinner via WeChat.
But she also really wanted to visit his company.
She had never been there before.
Back when she didn’t like him, she hadn’t cared to go.
But now, for some reason, she was curious about what his office looked like.
After all, aside from his villa, it was where he spent most of his time.
She was genuinely interested.
Earlier, the so-called "Buddha of Beijing’s elite circle" had taken her shopping, and she’d bought many beautiful outfits.
Since she usually wore a school uniform, she hadn’t had the chance to wear them.
This was her first formal dinner invitation to Xie Guanyan, and she wanted to make an impression.
So, she asked the butler and the maids to help her decide which outfit looked best.
But no matter which one she tried on, they all gushed about how stunning she looked, their praises nearly sending her floating into the sky.
The butler’s face was practically splitting from grinning so wide.
The maids’ eyes sparkled like stars, feeling as if they were playing a real-life version of Miracle Nikki!
In the end, she chose the one she liked the most.
Shen Yihan had heard about her scoring first place in the entire school.
He sent her a message, saying he’d pick her up for dinner.
She declined, telling him she already had plans with Zhao Ziling.
And it was true—she did.
Zhao Ziling had volunteered to be her chauffeur, driving her straight to Xie Guanyan’s company.
The moment Zhao Ziling saw her, her eyes lit up. "Mo Mo, you’re going to knock Xie Guanyan’s socks off—no, wait, turn him into a pile of mush!"
Lin Mo got into the car, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "You know, the Chinese characters for ‘human’ kinda look like ‘mush,’ just missing two little strokes."
Zhao Ziling pondered for a second. "You’re right! They totally do!"
The two burst into laughter.
When they arrived, Zhao Ziling was even more excited than Lin Mo. "Remember to give me live updates!"
With that, she hit the gas and sped off, her long, wavy hair fluttering in the wind.
A true best friend never third-wheels!
The two bodyguards trailing behind were utterly baffled.
Wait, wasn’t Miss Lin supposed to be on a date with someone else?
Why was she at the boss’s company?
Was she planning to bring the boss along on her date?
Talk about adding insult to injury!
Lin Mo stood at the foot of the building, gazing up at Xie Guanyan’s company.
Five towering structures stood like a forest of steel.
The massive SS logo atop the main building gleamed under the sunset, bathed in a warm orange glow—breathtakingly grand.
For the first time, she truly grasped the scale of Xie Guanyan’s success.
Starting from nothing, he’d built this empire in less than a decade.
No family backing, no connections—just sheer effort.
He must have endured countless hardships to get here.
As she approached the lobby entrance, the receptionist spotted her immediately.
It was after hours, but the front desk was still staffed.
SS Capital’s operations spanned the globe, so overtime was inevitable.
But at least employees got paid extra for it.
Plus, the company covered their ride home and provided free meals in the cafeteria.
The receptionist’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Oh my god, am I hallucinating from overwork? Is that an angel at the door?"
Lin Mo didn’t just walk in—she knew without an appointment, she wouldn’t get far.
She was about to text Xie Guanyan when a voice called out.
"Miss Lin, what brings you here?"
Jin Yang had come down to grab coffee and spotted her at the entrance.
Lin Mo smiled at him. "I’m here to see Xie Guanyan."
Jin Yang had already noticed something off about his boss today.
The man hadn’t eaten a single bite, burying himself in work like a machine—even a workhorse would’ve taken breaks!
And then he’d ordered that no one disturb him in his office.
Jin Yang’s guess? A lovers’ quarrel with Miss Lin.
"I’ll take you up, Miss Lin," he said quickly.
Sure, Xie Guanyan had said no visitors, but Jin Yang was certain that rule didn’t apply to her.
In the elevator, Jin Yang kept his eyes glued to his phone, pretending to be busy.
Miss Lin looked too radiant today—he didn’t dare stare.
The receptionist watched as Jin Yang escorted the angel upstairs.
If the assistant was personally handling it, this girl had to be connected to the boss!
She looked so young and gorgeous—probably a relative.
At the top floor, Jin Yang pointed to the largest office. "That’s President Xie’s. Just knock."
The girl’s voice carried through the air, reaching Xie Guanyan’s ears.
For a second, he thought he was imagining things.
Why would Lin Mo be knocking on his office door?
She was supposed to be on a date with Xu Yan right now.
Two seconds later, the voice came again.
"Xie Guanyan, if you’ve got the guts to run a company, then open this door!"
Xie Guanyan: "…"
Yep. Definitely her.
Excitement surged through him, lighting up his eyes.
He didn’t even bother tidying his desk or opening the curtains.
In an instant, he was on his feet, long legs carrying him to the door.
He flung it open.
Light poured in, banishing the darkness.
Standing there was a vision in a Cornflower blue off-shoulder dress, dotted with crimson blossoms—vibrant and sweet.
Her hair cascaded over delicate shoulders, framing collarbones so fair they seemed sculpted.
But the most striking detail?
A blue butterfly, tied at a slant around her slender neck, so lifelike it might take flight any second.
It magnified her ethereal charm to perfection.
Xie Guanyan’s heart stopped.
This had to be a dream.
Seeing his stunned expression, Lin Mo’s grin widened—impossible to suppress.
Heh. She’d actually dazzled him!
A little effort, and she’d blown his mind.
He saw her every day—he probably thought she was boring by now!
Then she noticed the pitch-black office behind him.
The curtains were drawn tight, not a sliver of light inside.
"Slacking off in here, huh? Taking naps on company time?"
Before he could reply, she breezed past him, her heels clicking against the floor.
A faint, familiar fragrance trailed in her wake.
Xie Guanyan snapped out of it, pinching his wrist.
Pain.
Real.
Not a dream.
Lin Mo was really here.
With a sharp tug, she yanked open the floor-to-ceiling curtains.
Sunlight flooded the room, erasing every shadow.
Xie Guanyan turned.
The setting sun bathed the girl in blue, turning her into something out of a fairy tale.
For a fleeting moment, he feared she might transform into that butterfly and vanish.
His pulse hammered, refusing to calm.
Just being able to see her like this—it was more luck than he deserved.
He drank in the sight, unable to look away.
Until she asked, "Why are your eyes all red? Did you cry?"
