Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 688 - 707: An Nan’s New Reputation

Actually, the name Mo Jinxuan is not unfamiliar in her heart; she vaguely remembers that she knows that man because of the connection with An Ruiyang and Xi Xilan, and she doesn’t want to pay too much attention to it.

Sitting on the sofa for a moment longer, An Nan’s final thought was: "Mo Jinxuan, what’s your real purpose for approaching me? Is it as I imagined?"

When Mo Jinxuan heard the assistant’s report upon returning, the glassy look in his eyes was gradually replaced by a rare smile: "Did she really say that?"

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

"What else did she say?"

The assistant thought for a moment, then continued to answer, "Miss Lin also said that Mr. Mo, you shouldn’t send gifts anymore, and she also said..." At this point, the assistant’s voice became hesitant.

"Speak." Mo Jinxuan’s indifferent voice continued into the other’s ears.

The assistant took a deep breath and continued, "Miss Lin also said that she won’t return the gift personally, but there is a way to return it, only that the scene might be quite ugly then."

"Is that so?" Mo Jinxuan’s voice had a glassy luster that made it hard to discern his true emotions. Afterward, the assistant left the office with a wave from the other party.

When only Mo Jinxuan was left in the large office, a cold voice dispersed in the air: "Since you won’t come to see me, I’ll take the initiative to see you."

In an instant, a firm idea emerged in Mo Jinxuan’s mind.

Like the previous day, An Nan casually left the gift box on the sofa in the living room, and then Lan Yiqing saw it and moved it back to her room.

Before lunch, under her mother-in-law’s repeated reminders, An Nan went out. After the previous day’s events, all the employees of Lin Group who had seen An Nan had an impression, and those who hadn’t seen her were reminded by the people around them to take a real look at their President’s wife.

Shortly after, another round of conversation took shape within Lin Group.

"The President’s Wife may not be the most beautiful woman, but fortunately, her temperament is first-class, making it almost impossible to take one’s eyes off her."

"Indeed, the President’s Wife’s aura is really strong; I’ve only seen such an aura on the President."

"Hmm, that extraordinary charm is clearly not the result of ordinary family education. Do you know which family the President’s Wife comes from?"

An Nan wasn’t aware of these discussions, or rather, she didn’t care about them at all.

A long time ago, she understood that other people’s gazes and comments have nothing to do with her, and if she cared about each one of them, she’d probably be exhausted for a lifetime.

To live this life easily, she had long learned to treat things indifferently, and living this way is much easier.

The secretaries outside the President’s office all recognized An Nan. Seeing her come again today, everyone greeted her warmly, and An Nan responded with a gentle smile—not too intimate, but not distant either—winning considerable goodwill instantaneously.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Even though it was her husband’s office, An Nan still politely knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Welcoming An Nan was also a pair of fervent black eyes: "Wife, you’re here; are you tired?"

An Nan shook her head: "Not tired. Did you finish your work?"

"Yes."

"Then let’s eat."

PS: Andy went back to his hometown tonight. The internet at home was down and just got fixed, so Andy hurried to update. Thanks for waiting, sorry, sorry.