He arrived home in the morning and finally met his biological father, Mr. Mu Yuming.
Simply put, he was very handsome, the type that would weave skillfully through the aesthetic standards of middle-aged and older women—a little bit sunny, a little bit muscular, and a little bit stubborn. On the surface, he looked like the well-behaved child from someone else's family, favoring suits and combing his hair to look like an adult.
However, beneath those gold-framed glasses were eyes that were dark and profound, mixed with three parts sarcasm, three parts indifference, and four parts nonchalance.
He was like the overbearing and scheming young master from an online novel who inherited a family fortune of tens of billions at eighteen.
That was how Li Ya had been fooled initially, thinking she had hooked a supremely invincible rich catch.
But only after being drained dry did she realize that this guy was just a corporate mid-level employee with no family background to speak of.
