Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare
Chapter 96 Lin Mubai with Pure Feelings (2)

Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Lin Mubai with Pure Feelings (2)

Seeing this, Han Xiayang quickly stepped forward to pull the person into his arms, gently comforting, "Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s just that Young Master Lin doesn’t know how to appreciate beauty. Be my date tonight."

Although feeling unwilling deep down, since someone had given her a way out, it was better to accept it graciously.

She nestled into the man’s arms behind her with grievance, her beautiful eyes glaring resentfully at the man not far away, feeling uncontent in her heart.

Han Xiayang was certainly aware of the woman’s discontent in his arms, but he didn’t care. Like Lin Mubai, he also wanted to find someone to love for a lifetime. However, such people are often hard to come by, and he was even less sure if he could find someone like that in this life. Since it was all unknown, why bother thinking too much? Before that person arrived, he would enjoy his life as much as possible.

He wasn’t indiscriminate when it came to women, but if she was a beauty, it was another matter. Ideally, she would be a beauty who wouldn’t fall in love with him, so once done, they would each go their separate ways with no further complications.

Another beauty saw Qingqing being rejected and was relieved she hadn’t embarrassed herself. At the same time, she felt a secret sense of pride. Qingqing often bullied people by relying on her beauty, and this time, being rejected by Young Master Lin in person meant everyone would speak ill of her afterward.

The turbulent atmosphere around them didn’t enter Lin Mubai’s sight. He had his own proud capital; what did others’ emotional ups and downs have to do with him? He only cared about the people he valued. Essentially, Lin Mubai was a very aloof person.

A group of people, each with their own date, left the private room and headed to the Champs Elysees bar.

The bar was distinctly different from the private room, forever the noisiest place in the city under the night sky. Under such neon lights, revelers could freely release their stress, and the Champs Elysees was known for its strict security. Here you could be as wild as you wanted without fear of being caught on camera by journalists. So, many people’s demeanor here was entirely different from how they were during the day.

Lin Mubai didn’t have any special feelings about such places. To him, it was just another place to drink.

A group of handsome men and beautiful women walking together naturally attracted attention, especially when the most handsome man among them had no one by his side, tempting many beauties to make a move.

Lin Mubai and his group were led by an attendant to a booth.

The group of men and women quickly immersed themselves in the bar’s atmosphere, hurling themselves into the dance floor, twisting wildly as if trying to vent all their inner depression.

The large booth soon only had Lin Mubai sitting alone. His indifferent gaze swept around, taking a sip of his drink, placing the glass back on the table, and pulling out his phone. His slim, fair fingers swiftly navigated the phone screen, emitting an aura of ’Do Not Enter,’ causing the beauties who had been watching him eagerly to retreat. Having mixed in this circle, they knew how to judge people. Around this man were signs that clearly read ’do not disturb me unless necessary.’ If they went to disturb him, the result would be obvious: they would be ’asking for trouble.’