Chapter 49: The Great God Whispered Her Privately

What she said was true; it was entirely inspired by the male lead in a certain Korean drama she had watched. In that show, the male lead always wore a shimmering silver suit, and his ears had that edgy, alternative look.

Leng Mohan glanced at the clothes in Lin Yan's hands and asked with some hesitation, "Does this suit me?"

"I don't know if it suits you, but it really looks nice," Lin Yan answered honestly.

Leng Mohan took the suit from her hands, handed it to the salesperson, and said, "Wrap it up."

Inwardly, he couldn't help pondering: So Yanyan likes this style.

The next day, Leng Mohan woke up bright and early. After taking a shower, he checked himself in the full-length mirror over and over again. He was clearly wearing the bright yellow T-shirt he had bought yesterday. He rarely wore casual clothes, let alone anything in such a bright color. Wearing this T-shirt now felt rather bizarre to him, but he still headed out the door in it.

The official start time for the Evergrande Group is eight-thirty, and Leng Mohan arrived at the company right at eight-thirty. He went straight from the garage using his private elevator to the top floor, where his secretary was busy preparing the work schedule for the entire day.

Suddenly raising her head, a flash of yellow zipped past. Thinking she was seeing things, she rubbed her eyes and looked again. The sight before her left her completely stunned: how did their usually stern, steady, aloof, and cold president suddenly look so sunny and vibrant?

"Secretary Yin, get me a cup of coffee," Leng Mohan said, tapping on Yin Bing's desk and pulling her back from her reverie.

She hurriedly wiped the startled expression off her face and weakly replied, "Right away."

Throughout the morning, people came by from time to time to have Leng Mohan sign documents. They always entered with expressionless faces, but came out looking utterly terrified, and some even used silent mouth movements to ask Yin Bing what was going on.

Yin Bing could only shake her head with a blank look on her face.

When she returned home that evening, Lin Yan was typing away in the study. The girls in the chat group were still chattering about the upcoming event.

Fantasy Under My Pen: Sigh, I went shopping for clothes today. Who among you did the same?

Mengmeng: Tsk, you're just vain. We're just attending an event, is there any need to buy new clothes?

Cityscape Scattered Through the Night: That's right. I'm waiting until we meet up to go shopping and buy things together.

Counting the Years of Youth: My royalties are too low; they barely cover food. Where would I find money to buy clothes?

Lin Yan watched the group of girls chatting happily. She rarely checked the messages in the group, but after typing a few thousand words, she suddenly felt a bit of writer's block. So, she dropped by the group to see what was going on and catch up on the latest news about the event.

Fantasy Under My Pen: Tsk, you lot are all so holier-than-thou. I refuse to believe no one is like me; someone definitely went shopping for clothes too.

Yanyan: ......

Fantasy Under My Pen: Yanyan makes a surprise appearance! Wow, Yanyan, Yanyan, are those ellipsis marks supposed to mean you went shopping for clothes just like me?

Yanyan: Yes...

Cityscape Scattered Through the Night: Yanyan never chats idly with us. I actually thought she wouldn't go.

Mengmeng: With such a great event giving everyone a chance to meet, how could she possibly not go?

...

The girls in the group continued chatting cheerfully, but Lin Yan had no intention of saying anything further.

Suddenly, someone sent her a private message.

Opening the chat box, she discovered it was from the top author Ziqing.

Lin Yan was slightly taken aback. She and Ziqing were not close at all. Aside from the previous incident where Ziqing mentioned something about the romance novel competition being rigged, their paths were essentially two parallel lines with no intersection. What could she possibly want by messaging her privately now?

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Ziyan's identity will be revealed as the story progresses, so everyone please don't be impatient. This novel can be considered a slice-of-life story; there will be passion amidst the ordinary, and every single point you find mysterious will be explained later on. This is what I call interlocking progression. If you skip chapters, you might miss a lot and fail to understand. Thank you, everyone!