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Soon, everyone was chatting and laughing as they walked toward the hotel.
As for Lin Mo, they simply ignored him.
One by one, they clustered around Zhong Yuchen.
Lin Mo didn't care; he had experienced all this human warmth and coldness two years ago.
Besides, even the most incredible Zhong Yuchen was nothing more than a tiny ant to Lin Mo.
As for Yue Hongxin, she pulled Jiang Yingxue aside with strange and accusatory glances, staring at her:
"Yingxue, have you gone mad? Why would you pick such a young boy? A May-December romance is one thing but—"
"You should at least choose someone like a rich second-generation heir, right? That guy's entire outfit, I estimate, isn't even worth two thousand, and he doesn't fit in well with us, does he?"
"I don't care about family background or any of that; as long as I like him, that's enough."
Jiang Yingxue shook her head with a light chuckle, thinking that if Lin Mo were truly her boyfriend, she might actually be very happy!