Mated at First Sight
Chapter 327 - 241: Tycoon Mu (Third update)_1

Chapter 327: Chapter 241: Tycoon Mu (Third update)_1

"After all, I am... a woman who has already been claimed."

When she mentioned being "claimed", a tender smile played in the depths of Mu Lin’s eyes. Yet, only she knew that as these words passed her lips, the face that appeared in her mind was of Jing Chen: sharp-featured, occasionally playful, and sometimes tender.

Why would he suddenly pop into my mind?

Mu Lin was puzzled. She had merely come up with an excuse to avoid prolonging the interaction with the man in front of her, but she hadn’t expected... She had indeed fallen victim to that guy’s charm.

It felt as if something had almost surfaced, but unfortunately, the next moment, it was interrupted by Qin Yan’s words.

"Miss Mu saying this, really breaks my heart." As he spoke, his expression matched his words. Gazing at Mu Lin, he confessed, "But I regret nothing."

Hearing this, Mu Lin shivered involuntarily.

How nauseating.

Ignoring the boring man in front of her, Mu Lin followed the Shop Manager to the counter and took out a card from her bag. "Once the payment is processed, please have the car delivered to this address." She also handed over the address written by Mo Qian to the Shop Manager. "Call me when it’s done."

Today was the weekend, and Mo Yinfan had moved his work to his home; how industrious.

"Alright." As the Shop Manager took her card, he asked, "Will you be paying in full or..." Before he could finish his sentence, Mu Lin calmly said, "Pay in full. I don’t like the feeling of owing payments." The strong aura of a tycoon emanated from her.

The Shop Manager instantly beamed with joy.

Pay in full, great news!

After taking back her card, Mu Lin nodded at Yang Hao and then turned around to leave, without even sparing another glance at Qin Yan.

Watching the car as it whizzed away, and noting the license plate number, Qin Yan frowned subconsciously. Unless his memory failed him, the owner of this car was... What was the relationship between this woman and that man?

A claimed woman.

Thinking of these words, Qin Yan’s eyes darkened.

As he remembered, that man had never allowed anyone to touch his car. To see it now in the possession of a woman— intriguing indeed.

...

Mo Yinfan’s house was located in a nearby residential district. Most of the inhabitants were important employees or occasionally, well-off businesspeople who had a home there.

Of course, the prerequisite was connections. After all, such exclusive communities weren’t accessible just because you had money. The security measures in place were stricter than in other areas—if you didn’t have a card, you couldn’t even enter the gate.

However, there were some exceptions. After all, in today’s society, things often depended on appearances.

"Did you finish your errand?" Seeing Mu Lin saunter into his study, Mo Yinfan asked without lifting his head.

"Yes." Mu Lin nodded, walking over to sit on the couch and propped her chin, looking at Mo Yinfan, "I bought a car. It should be delivered this afternoon. I might need you to do a little favor for me." Hearing this, Mo Yinfan looked up immediately, "What do you need a car for?"

"To drive, of course." Mu Lin smiled faintly, "After all, I don’t want to see some people being as emotional as if their wife had been abducted."

Mo Yinfan looked irked; what kind of metaphor was that? "But I didn’t prohibit you either." He never imagined that out of all the cars in his garage, Mu Lin would set her eyes on his most prized possession.

There’s a saying that men love their cars. Mo Yinfan proved to be no exception. Possessing such an impressive sports car, undoubtedly the Mo family behind him must be quite powerful.

Mu Lin was certain that Mo Yinfan wouldn’t resort to corrupt methods— accepting kickbacks, for instance. That man wouldn’t stoop so low.

She didn’t know why he chose politics, but in their short one-day acquaintance, Mu Lin had come to realize that he put his heart and soul into his job.

In this world, he might indeed be the most suitable person for his position.

"Tell me, what favor do you need?" Mo Yinfan asked, looking at Mu Lin.

"Help me get a cool license plate, something like 4444," Mu Lin said, with a spark of mischief in her smile.

"You have quite heavy tastes." The number 4 was generally considered unlucky.