Chapter 135: The Real First Place?

Inside the villa on Yangjing Mountain, third floor, Jiang Yingxue sat on a cork chair worth tens of millions, from where she could overlook the fascinating night view of the entire Yangjing Mountain.

However, Jiang Yingxue's beautiful eyes were intently staring at Lin Mo, trying to thoroughly see through the cold young man sitting beside her.

Yet, after a long while, Jiang Yingxue realized that Lin Mo still wore an expression of indifference.

It was as if he were an ancient wave, unfazed by time.

His eyes, star-like and infinitely deeper than those of his peers, aroused Jiang Yingxue's curiosity even more.

To be honest, when it came to understanding of human relations and financial backgrounds, Jiang Yingxue had never looked down on Lin Mo.

Yet, even the worldly-wise Jiang Yingxue could not understand how Lin Mo, merely sixteen or seventeen, possessed a villa worth two billion.