Seeing Han Zishi's handsome face every day, and living next to Shen Mosheng and Shen Xinghan, two super handsome guys, Han Yingying had long been immune to good-looking men and was completely unaffected.
Lin Xileng, however, couldn't help but steal a glance, and upon doing so, her expression suddenly changed, "Goodness, isn't that Shen Mosheng?"
"Shen Mosheng?" Han Yingying curiously lifted her head and followed the direction she pointed, indeed seeing Shen Mosheng standing out from the crowd.
He was dressed in black formal attire, hands clasped behind his back, standing straight without a sideways glance.
Next to him, a beautiful woman was selecting jewelry, occasionally giggling and asking for his opinion.
He nodded without emotion, always maintaining a distance of one person away from the woman.
So this was the task Grandfather Shen had asked him to do.
It seemed Grandfather Shen hadn't given up yet.
But unfortunately, this tactic was useless on Shen Mosheng.
