Isn't this Lin Xuan

Everyone spotted Lin Xuan at a glance.

"Isn't that Lin Xuan? Why is he walking with the Jiang sisters? Could it be that the person the Jiang family wants to acknowledge is Lin Xuan?"

"That can't be, right? Isn't Lin Xuan Old Jiang's maternal grandson? This time Old Jiang said he was acknowledging a grandson."

"No, no, no, have you forgotten? Jiang Shuqin has already severed ties with Old Jiang, and she also severed ties with Lin Xuan, so Lin Xuan can't really be considered Old Jiang's maternal grandson anymore. It's perfectly normal for Old Jiang to acknowledge Lin Xuan. With such an outstanding grandson, I would want to acknowledge him too."

"Sigh, this is the classic 'someone else's son.' Unlike that useless lump of meat at my house who only knows how to eat, drink, and play around all day. He's nowhere near as outstanding as Lin Xuan, who has already started his own company, and a nationally famous one at that."

Given a little more time, Lin Xuan would probably push the Tianmu Group to surpass the Su Corporation and become the number one existence in the world.

"Having an excellent son but being completely blind to it, there's nothing that can be done. Some people just have holes in their brains. Instead of treating such an outstanding son well, they insisted on treating him harshly and even severing ties."

A wealthy lady pointedly remarked, "Also, some people have no conscience. He is their biological son, after all. Even if my biological son were a fool, I would still raise him well. Let alone such a brilliant son."

Everyone turned to look at Lin Chang.

Lin Chang's face looked exceptionally ugly.

For over a year now, he had indeed been living in constant regret.

Especially seeing the Tianmu Group develop better and better, his regret only deepened.

If they had treated Lin Xuan a little better back then, Lin Xuan would never have left the Lin family.

And the Xinghui Group would certainly not have gone bankrupt.

Lin Xuan had such ability. If Lin Xuan had helped him in the Xinghui Group, its development today would have definitely reached unimaginable heights.

But, there were no ifs...

Everyone soon noticed Lin Li standing next to Lin Chang.

The disdain on their faces grew heavier.

Tsk.

Lin Li was simply a useless weakling who couldn't be helped.

Not only did he fail to bring any benefits to the Xinghui Group, but he even damaged the Lin family's reputation.

Who knows how the brains of the Lin family members were wired.

To actually ignore a biological son like Lin Xuan and instead dote on an adopted son like Lin Li.

"Last time, Lin Li impersonated Old Jiang's maternal grandson. How does he still have the face to attend the Jiang family's recognition banquet this time?"

"Why else? When a person is shameless, they are invincible."

Lin Li clenched his fists, his face completely dark.

These people, every single one of them actually looked down on him!

And they dared to say he was inferior to Lin Xuan.

Heh.

Didn't Lin Xuan just have Boss Su's help? Otherwise, how could the Tianmu Group have developed so well in just two short years?

If not for Boss Su, Lin Xuan wouldn't have even had the startup capital for the company.

Whereas he developed his medical company entirely by fighting for it with his own two hands.

Just they wait!

Right now they might look down on him, but when his medical company took off, they would definitely come rushing over to curry favor with him!

"Grandpa."

Jiang Manting and Jiang Yutong walked over and greeted Elder Jiang.

"Mhm." Elder Jiang smiled.

He was in an exceptionally good mood today.

Old Master Su didn't really like crowds, so he had already sat down on a sofa in a corner.

Lin Xuan saw this, walked straight over, and sat down next to Old Master Su.

Old Jiang frowned and asked in confusion, "Tongtong, Tingting, where is Xuan'er?"

"Grandpa, he's over there."

Jiang Yutong pointed toward the corner sofa.

When Old Jiang saw Lin Xuan, his face was full of affection.

"Xuan'er is dressed so nicely today."

Truly worthy of being the Jiang family's seed, not a single one of them was ugly.

Jiang Yutong proudly raised her chin. "Of course, just look at whose brother Little Xuan is."

Wait.

The person next to Xuan'er is...

Elder Jiang looked closely and then saw Old Master Su.

Xuan'er and Old Man Su were talking and laughing.

The way the two interacted looked very much like a real grandfather and grandson.

The smile on Elder Jiang's face came to an abrupt halt.

His eyes filled with jealousy.

"This Old Man Su, pulling Xuan'er to talk every day, how shameless!"

"Grandpa." Jiang Yutong coughed and said awkwardly, "It was Little Xuan who took the initiative to go to Elder Su."

"That's still because Old Man Su called him over!" Elder Jiang snorted coldly.

If it weren't for the fact that the Jiang family was the host of today's banquet and he needed to entertain guests, he would definitely go and snatch Little Xuan back right now.

Jiang Manting shook her head helplessly.

Previously, Grandpa hadn't shown much enthusiasm about acknowledging Little Xuan.

Now that Little Xuan had been acknowledged, Grandpa seemed to care about Little Xuan even more than Tongtong did.

That fifteen percent of the Jiang Corporation's shares, he just gave it away without hesitation.

Everyone saw the scene of Lin Xuan and Elder Su together.

They couldn't help but discuss it.

"The relationship between Elder Su and Lin Xuan looks really good."

"Elder Su must just appreciate Lin Xuan. After all, Lin Xuan is so outstanding."

Not a single one of them thought in the direction of Lin Xuan being Old Master Su's future grandson-in-law.

They only felt that Lin Xuan's future was limitless.

With Lin Xuan having such a good relationship with the Jiang family and getting along so well with Old Master Su, Lin Xuan was definitely going to skyrocket.

As soon as Lin Xuan arrived at the banquet.

The attention of all those wealthy young ladies and socialites was entirely focused on him.

"Lin Xuan is so handsome, sob sob, I feel like I'm liking him more and more."

Lin Xuan was the most accomplished person of the younger generation, especially with his exceptionally handsome looks.

He had already become the top choice for a marriage partner among all the socialites and wealthy daughters.

However, Lin Xuan very, very rarely went out to discuss business.

Normally, he only went to the Tianmu Group and Shangqing University.

Banquets?

Lin Xuan rarely attended them. After all this time, Lin Xuan had only appeared at the Lin family's banquet and the recognition banquet hosted by the Jiang family.

"Who wouldn't want to be Lin Xuan's girlfriend? It's just that Lin Xuan's standards must be very high. With my looks, he definitely wouldn't be interested in me."

"I'm going to go over and try to see if I can add Lin Xuan's WeChat. Maybe I'll have dumb luck and Lin Xuan will actually fancy me."

A very glamorous-looking wealthy young lady straightened her clothes.

She nervously asked her friend, "My outfit isn't messy, is it?"

"Don't worry, it's not," her friend replied.

"Good."

Liang Meihan took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her nervous mood.

Gathering her courage, she walked toward Lin Xuan.

"Hello, Lin Xuan, I'm Liang Meihan, the daughter of Huike Technology," Liang Meihan tried hard to make her voice sound sweet and delicate.

Old Master Su's vigilance was triggered.

Something wasn't right.

Could it be that this woman had her eyes on Little Xuan and was here to snatch Little Xuan away?

Lin Xuan frowned. "Can I help you?"

Being looked at by Lin Xuan like this, Liang Meihan's heart was pounding with nervousness.

She realized that seeing Lin Xuan up close like this, he was who knows how many times better looking than the photos she had seen online.

The author has fallen ill, my head is dizzy, and I'm so sleepy.

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