Lin Xuan didn’t wait inside the company for the car to pick him up. Instead, he went to the entrance to wait.
He avoided staying inside because he was worried the employees would spot him and start bringing him files or computer-related issues to solve.
Not to mention, the female staff often stared at him, making him extremely uncomfortable.
After all, if Hua found out, he’d be in trouble again—back to being "Lin Dry."
The secretary sat bored in the driver’s seat.
Ugh, this was so dull.
Over an hour had passed, and Young Master Lin still hadn’t come out. What’s more, President Jiang had been staring at the entrance of Tianmu Group the entire time.
This was the first time the secretary had seen President Jiang display such patience.
Sigh.
Young Master Lin, please hurry up and come out already.
She wanted to clock out and go home.
Rubbing her eyes, the secretary lifted her head again—and there he was. Lin Xuan’s figure came into view.
"President Jiang, President Jiang!" The secretary grabbed Jiang Yutong’s arm excitedly. "He’s out! Young Master Lin has left the company!"
"I see him."
Joy was written all over Jiang Yutong’s face.
She straightened her clothes and smoothed her hair, then asked the secretary, "How do I look? Is this outfit okay?"
The secretary nodded. "Yes, no problem at all."
"Good." Jiang Yutong exhaled in relief.
She was afraid Lin Xuan might just get into a car and leave, robbing her of the chance to speak with him.
Without wasting another second, she grabbed her purse and stepped out of the car, pretending she had just arrived.
As she walked, she kept adjusting her clothes and hair.
The secretary watched her retreating figure, puzzled.
Wait, President Jiang, you’re just meeting your younger brother—why are you so fixated on your appearance?
Anyone would think you were meeting a lover.
As Jiang Yutong neared Lin Xuan, she pretended to be absorbed in her phone while walking forward.
Then, as if by chance, she "noticed" him.
"Mr. Lin? What are you doing here?" she asked, feigning surprise.
"Hello, Miss Jiang." Lin Xuan gave a slight nod, his tone as cold and distant as ever.
Jiang Yutong smiled. "Where are you headed now?"
"I’m waiting for my ride. They should be here in about ten minutes," Lin Xuan replied.
"I’m here to go shopping," Jiang Yutong said.
Lin Xuan gave her a skeptical glance.
Shopping?
Dressed in a formal pantsuit? And carrying nothing but a purse—no shopping bags in sight?
She looked more like she was here for a business meeting than a shopping spree.
Jiang Yutong chuckled and explained, "I like to shop alone after work. I just got here, so I haven’t bought anything yet."
"Mm." Lin Xuan responded indifferently.
Whether she was actually shopping or not didn’t concern him.
"Mr. Lin, since we’ve run into each other, let me update you on the skincare situation," Jiang Yutong said.
"Fine." Lin Xuan nodded.
He had nothing better to do anyway.
Jiang Yutong began, "Lin Qingwan has poured almost all her funds into promoting and producing her new skincare line. Orders have skyrocketed these past few days."
"Good."
A cold smirk curled Lin Xuan’s lips. "The more people use her products, the more faces will develop problems. And the more lawsuits she’ll face."
"By the way, is her original skincare line still in production?" he asked.
"No, it’s been discontinued," Jiang Yutong answered.
Lin Xuan scoffed. "Lin Qingwan and Lin Chang—what a pair of fools."
The original products were the foundation.
To halt production before the new line stabilized, dumping all their resources into untested products?
But the new line promised higher profits, which was likely why Lin Qingwan made that choice.
She was as profit-driven as they came.
Meanwhile, Lin Qingwan drove herself to Tianmu Group.
She had heard that Xiao Xuan rarely came to the company. She had visited many times before finally catching a glimpse of him here.
This time, she didn’t hold much hope of seeing him.
But then—there he was.
Her eyes lit up.
Xiao Xuan!
She hadn’t expected to find him here today.
Lin Qingwan excitedly stepped out of her car—
Wait.
Wasn’t that Jiang Yutong?
Her footsteps halted, her brows knitting tightly.
Why was Jiang Yutong approaching Xiao Xuan?
A dark realization crossed her mind, and her expression hardened.
She strode toward Lin Xuan.
"Xiao Xuan."
Lin Qingwan greeted him warmly.
Lin Xuan frowned.
What was Lin Qingwan doing here?
Talk about bad luck.
"What do you want?" His voice was icy.
Comparing Lin Xuan’s attitude toward Lin Qingwan versus Jiang Yutong, the latter felt a surge of satisfaction.
So, Xiao Xuan wasn’t as distant with her after all.
Maybe there was still a chance for him to acknowledge her as his cousin.
Lin Qingwan said, "I just wanted to see you."
"See me?" Lin Xuan let out a cold laugh. "Given our relationship, I don’t think that’s necessary."
Lin Qingwan was used to his hostility by now.
Suppressing the ache in her chest, she asked, "Xiao Xuan, why are you with Jiang Yutong?"
Jiang Yutong knew exactly what the Lin family had done to Lin Xuan.
Not to mention, Lin Qingwan had a habit of copying her skincare formulas.
Everything about Lin Qingwan irritated her.
"What’s it to you, Miss Lin?" Jiang Yutong crossed her arms, smirking. "What Mr. Lin and I do is none of your business."
"Xiao Xuan."
Ignoring Jiang Yutong, Lin Qingwan took a deep breath.
"Eldest Sister knows you resent me, Mom, Dad, and our three sisters. But Jiang Yutong isn’t sincere with you. Don’t let her deceive you."
Jiang Yutong bristled. "Lin Qingwan, what nonsense are you spouting? How am I not sincere with Xiao Xuan?"
Just then, Butler Wang arrived to pick up Lin Xuan.
His frown deepened.
Why was Young Master Lin surrounded by two women?
He usually kept his distance from women to avoid upsetting Miss Hua.
Butler Wang observed for a moment longer—then recognized them.
One was Lin Xuan’s eldest sister, Lin Qingwan.
The other was the Jiang family’s second daughter, Jiang Yutong—Lin Xuan’s cousin.
Jiang Yutong knew Lin Xuan’s true identity. Even though the Jiang family had cut ties with Jiang Shuqin, they still treated Lin Xuan well.
Especially Jiang Yutong, who was desperate to bring him back into the family as her beloved cousin.
Now, with his biological sister and cousin facing off, Butler Wang could practically smell the gunpowder in the air.
Perfect.
This was going to be entertaining.
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