SS Capital is located in the most bustling district of northern Beijing, occupying an entire office park.
At the top of the main building, the massive SS logo glitters brilliantly under the sunlight, grand and awe-inspiring.
In the CEO's office,
Assistant Jin Yang is handing documents to Xie Guanyan for his signature.
The man's slender, well-defined wrist is adorned with an exquisite golden bamboo bracelet, adding a touch of refined elegance.
Against his noble and composed demeanor, it exudes an air of sophistication.
"By the way, have there been any low-key yet rare jewelry pieces at recent auctions in northern Beijing?"
Ordinary jewelry on the market is too common—Shen Yihan could easily gift those to Lin Mo.
Xie Guanyan has no intention of settling for such mediocrity.
Jin Yang shakes his head. "I've been keeping an eye out, but nothing fitting your criteria has appeared lately. Most pieces are too flashy for everyday wear."
The boss's request is rather unconventional—he wants jewelry suitable for daily wear, preferably something a student could wear to school.
But auction items are typically tailored for the wealthy,
and most of them crave eye-catching extravagance!
Xie Guanyan pauses mid-signature, a shadow flickering behind his silver-framed glasses.
A few seconds later, he says, "I’ll send you a photo later. Buy an exact replica—it must be identical."
Jin Yang doesn’t understand but knows better than to question. "Understood."
Once the documents are signed, the man in a pristine white suit leans back, loosening his tie with one hand.
Jin Yang glances over and blinks. "Mr. Xie, did you forget to change your tie today?"
This particular tie has a unique pattern, purchased during a business trip abroad.
His boss never wears the same tie two days in a row.
A faint, tender smile curls at the lips of the elegant man as his fingers brush over the fabric. "No, I didn’t forget."
This was the tie Lin Mo tugged on. Wearing it one more day before storing it away tonight.
"This year, the charity foundation will add a new initiative—helping families reunite with missing or abducted children," Xie Guanyan announces.
Every word Lin Mo cried over had etched itself into his heart.
She didn’t want others to suffer the same tragedy.
But such tragedies are a societal challenge—there’s only so much he can do.
The topic shifts abruptly, but it’s clear this decision was carefully considered.
Jin Yang notes it down. "Understood, Mr. Xie."
Though he often silently teases his boss,
when it comes to charity, the man is truly beyond reproach.
Now, extending support to missing and trafficked children? Remarkably thorough.
Xie Guanyan adjusts his glasses with a single finger. "For next quarter’s investments, prioritize companies excelling in surveillance technology and high-definition cameras."
The more advanced these tools, the harder it becomes for traffickers to operate.
Jin Yang almost wants to give his boss a thumbs-up. "Got it, Mr. Xie."
After Jin Yang leaves, Xie Guanyan’s gaze darkens like a fathomless ancient well behind his lenses.
He picks up his phone, first sending the photo to Jin Yang,
then another message:
[Spare no expense or effort. Investigate Shen Ji'an’s abduction thoroughly. I want that trafficker found.]
A reply comes swiftly: [Understood.]
Just as he sets his phone down to resume work, a friend request pops up on his private WeChat.
The sender includes a note: Mr. Xie, I’m Shen Yihan—Lin Mo’s younger brother.
The refined man’s brow furrows slightly. Shen Yihan?
He’d previously avoided any interaction with Shen Yihan,
afraid of being reminded of Lin Mo by their shared resemblance.
The siblings’ bone structure bore similarities he’d recognized instantly.
But now that Lin Mo has returned, there’s no need to keep his distance.
With a tap of his slender fingers, he accepts the request.
Why would Shen Yihan reach out now? Business matters… or something about Lin Mo?
Curious, he waits, phone in hand, for Shen Yihan’s message.
Three minutes pass. The chat remains silent.
Xie Guanyan: "…"
He sets the phone aside, giving up.
Before, he could work late into the night and arrive early the next morning.
Now, that’s impossible.
So his schedule is packed tighter than ever.
Meanwhile, Shen Yihan sits in his office, nervously twisting the beads on his wrist, his expression troubled.
There’s no doubt Xie Guanyan has feelings for his sister.
But he’s never seen the man around Lin Mo during the day.
Unlike his own past lovesick self,
a man of Xie Guanyan’s stature surely prioritizes work over romance.
Let’s be honest—someone that busy isn’t husband material. No time to care for his sister.
But for dealing with Gu Jingchuan? Perfect.
Earlier, he’d claimed Xie Guanyan and Lin Mo were together. Gu Jingchuan didn’t believe him.
But if Gu Jingchuan saw Xie Guanyan visiting Lin Mo in person…
Then he’d have to accept it, right?
And once convinced, he’d finally stop pestering her.
Without Gu Jingchuan hovering around, Lin Mo would eventually forget him.
After some thought, Shen Yihan doesn’t message Xie Guanyan first. Instead, he texts [Four Marriages Taught Me Life]:
[Sis, how do you feel about Mr. Xie now?]
Lin Mo, in the middle of solving a math problem, reads the message.
Her mind involuntarily flashes to last night’s dream, and her cheeks flush pink.
She immediately sends a voice reply.
【What kind of feeling is this? He’s my sworn rival!】
Now Lin Mo couldn’t help but suspect that last night’s dream had something to do with that so-called "Buddha of the elite circle."
It was him who reminded her to focus more on Xie Guanyan’s good qualities.
Otherwise, with her mind blank, she would never have dared to defile the untouchable flower in her dreams!
After listening to the voice message, Shen Yihan sighed. His sister still liked Gu Jingchuan too much, completely overlooking someone as outstanding as Xie Guanyan.
Running his fingers over the Buddhist beads on his right wrist, he asked again: 【Do you dislike him?】
Lin Mo frowned at the question.
Dislike? Definitely not.
Even back in school when the two of them competed for the top spot in their grade, it had always been a healthy rivalry.
She had never once spoken ill of Xie Guanyan in front of others.
Xie Guanyan might have disliked her a little in the past, but surely not anymore.
Lately, the two of them had been getting along just fine under the same roof.
Eleven years was long enough to fade even the deepest grudges.
Her slender fingers typed out a reply: 【I don’t dislike him.】
As long as she didn’t dislike him, that was enough.
Shen Yihan had no intention of telling his sister that Xie Guanyan probably had feelings for her—not yet.
If she didn’t like Xie Guanyan but still had to live in that villa with him, it would only add unnecessary pressure.
And if Xie Guanyan liked her but hadn’t confessed, he must have his own reasons.
Considering the man’s status and the fact that he was also his investor, Shen Yihan carefully crafted a WeChat message.
【Mr. Xie, our company is having a dinner gathering tonight. My assistant, secretary, and I will all be attending. Would it be convenient for you to pick up my sister on your way back? She’s in Room 1004 at Kangyue Hospital. No need to bring anything for the patient.】
