Don't Even Think About Messing With Her

Wang Dahe deliberately seated Lin Xuan between himself and Luo Yuan. With the two of them there, no one else would dare make a move on Xuanzi!

"Dahe, your good friend is so handsome—his girlfriend must be stunning and outstanding. Why didn’t you bring her along to meet us?" one of the guys asked curiously.

They couldn’t help but wonder what kind of woman someone as good-looking as Lin Xuan would date.

Wang Dahe replied seriously, "Xuanzi’s girlfriend holds a very high status—she’s not someone just anyone can meet."

"Wait, Dahe, did you just say his name is Lin Xuan?" Another man suddenly widened his eyes as if realizing something.

"Yeah," Wang Dahe answered, confused. "My good friend’s name is Lin Xuan. What’s the problem?"

The man didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he pulled out his phone and searched Lin Xuan’s name on Baidu. He then compared the photo from the Baidu Encyclopedia entry to Lin Xuan in front of him.

It really was him!

This was the real Lin Xuan—not just someone with the same name, but the actual helmsman of Tianmu Group!

How on earth had Wang Dahe become friends with someone as influential as Lin Xuan?

"Lin Xuan," the man said excitedly, "I admire you so much. You’re practically my idol."

His abilities and methods were beyond what any ordinary person could match.

The others, who hadn’t recognized Lin Xuan yet, looked puzzled.

What idol?

Was Lin Xuan some celebrity in the entertainment industry?

A few of the girls who were into pop culture frowned tightly.

No way—if someone as good-looking as Lin Xuan were a debuted star, they would definitely know him.

One of the men voiced his confusion, "Is this Lin Xuan some celebrity in the entertainment industry?"

"Entertainment industry? He’s the legendary helmsman of Tianmu Group!" the other man clarified.

Tianmu Group!

Boom!

The revelation sent waves of excitement through the crowd.

Lin Xuan was actually the head of Tianmu Group!

"Oh my god, the helmsman of Tianmu Group is this handsome and young? My dad always praised him, but I imagined him as a middle-aged man with a beer belly and a receding hairline—not someone this good-looking!"

"Wow, this is like a CEO straight out of a novel—handsome, wealthy, and capable. Too bad I’m not the female lead."

Everyone in the private room was in awe.

They never expected to meet such a legendary figure up close.

When Chen Ting heard about Lin Xuan’s identity, her heart shattered even more.

She came from an ordinary middle-class family—someone as extraordinary as him was completely out of her league.

This was the first time she had ever felt this way about someone, the first time she had ever wanted to be in a relationship. Yet before it could even begin, it was already over.

Wang Dahe swelled with pride at their praises.

This was his good brother—someone he’d grown up sharing pants with!

Once they realized Lin Xuan was the boss of Tianmu Group, the others started scheming.

Even within the entire country, Tianmu Group was an exceptionally powerful corporation.

If they could cozy up to Lin Xuan, they stood to gain countless benefits—maybe even secure jobs at Tianmu Group.

They began showering Lin Xuan with flattery.

"Lin Xuan, you’re truly amazing—so accomplished at such a young age. You’ve already built this massive company right after graduating, while the rest of us are still struggling to find jobs."

"Yeah, talent makes all the difference. You’ve already won at life. If I had even half your ability, I’d be laughing in my sleep."

Lin Xuan remained indifferent.

He wasn’t interested in their empty praises. Right now, they were all fawning over him, but if Tianmu Group ever fell from grace, these same people would be the first to mock and kick him while he was down.

Wang Dahe knew Lin Xuan hated sycophantic behavior.

"Alright, alright," Wang Dahe interjected, changing the subject. "Today’s my birthday—let’s not talk about anything else. Everyone, just enjoy yourselves tonight. It’s all on me."

The others watched Wang Dahe’s extravagant display with envy.

Wang Dahe’s family was only moderately well-off—how could he afford such lavish spending?

He must have gotten plenty of perks from Lin Xuan.

If only Lin Xuan were their friend instead.

But it was too late now. If they tried getting close to him at this point, Lin Xuan would surely suspect ulterior motives.

At one point, Wang Dahe excused himself to the restroom. When he returned, he saw one of his female friends approaching Lin Xuan with a drink.

"Lin Xuan, I’ve always admired you. May I offer you this drink?" she asked, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"What are you doing?" Wang Dahe strode over and blocked her path.

"I already told you—Xuanzi has a girlfriend, and they’re deeply in love. Don’t even think about making a move on him."

The woman frowned. "Dahe, I just wanted to share a drink with Lin Xuan. That’s all."

"His girlfriend can’t possibly be so petty as to forbid him from drinking with another woman, right?"

Wang Dahe scoffed internally.

Boss Su was absolutely that petty when it came to Xuanzi.

Not just women—even he, Xuanzi’s childhood friend, had once slung an arm around Xuanzi’s shoulders and immediately got death-glared by Boss Su.

At his own party, he couldn’t let any woman get near Xuanzi.

If any woman dared lay a finger on Xuanzi and Boss Su found out, his corpse might never be found the next day.

Wang Dahe sneered. "I know exactly what you’re thinking."

"Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. You’re not even one percent as beautiful as Xuanzi’s girlfriend. How dare you dream of competing with her? Have some self-awareness."

"Besides, knowingly chasing after a man who’s taken—are you trying to be a homewrecker?"

He hadn’t kept in touch with this female friend for a while.

But his mom and her mom were close.

His mother, dead set on setting them up, had insisted on inviting her to his birthday party.

Seeing that Xuanzi and Luo Yuan both had girlfriends, he’d even considered giving her a chance.

Now?

Forget it. She was exactly like his ex—the type who’d milk him for money and probably cheat on him too.

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