That evening, when Lin Mochen returned to his room, there was a text message from Xue Ning on his phone:
"Jason, congratulations on securing A Land. I wish you smooth sailing in your Lin City ventures. Want to get together when you're free?"
Lin Mochen replied, "Thank you."
Xue Ning sent back a smiling face emoji.
The conversation ended there.
In the still of the night, Lin Mochen lay back on his bed with his arms behind his head. He had eventually come to know quite a bit about Xue Ning's background, which could only be described as astounding. She must be one of the most expensive heiresses in all of China. But so what? Lin Mochen smiled wryly and thought to himself, if she was not to his liking, he didn't want her in the end.
He wanted his Cinderella.
After sitting quietly for a while, Lin Mochen thought back to the phone call that afternoon.
He Qingling, a woman he was rather reluctant to see.