Lin Yuan stared at Meng Liangdong with exasperation, as if he were iron unwilling to turn to steel, then walked up to Xie Zhiyuan. Lifting her head, she said with a smirk that wasn't quite a smile, "Young Master Xie, you just mentioned that Sister Mo took a fancy to Mr. Meng's silver. Hehe, I'd like to ask you something. Mr. Meng is just an accountant at my Rice Flower Fragrance establishment, so how did he become the wealthy big boss you mentioned? If we're talking about real wealth, that should refer to me as the boss, shouldn't it? Everyone agrees, don't they?"
"Yes!" The voices at the door belonged to Mo Sanniang's old acquaintances, loud enough to rival the bustle of a busy street.
Grateful, Lin Yuan glanced at everyone and added, "So, when you said Sister Mo was vain and fickle, seeking to transfer her affections because of greed, that really makes no sense at all!"
