Lin Mo recalled that indeed a year ago, he had helped Lu Haotian auction elixirs and magic artifacts. At that time, the head of the auction wanted to meet with him, but he refused.
The matter had passed so long ago that he had forgotten all about it.
"Mr. Lin, I didn't expect to see you here. Since I am the host today, I must ask for the honor of treating you to dinner," Duanmu Xiang said, with a faint smile and bright eyes that shimmered like spring water in autumn.
Standing next to Lin Mo, Yingzi frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice, "Vixen."
However, Xia Mengdie was more mature, maintaining a faint smile throughout.
Chai Xiujin stood awkwardly aside, hand still extended, his face alternating between pale and flushed with extreme embarrassment, as Duanmu Xiang completely ignored his presence.
Lu Huahui, Lu Huan, Pan Yaowen, and others showed expressions of surprise. The Jia Family's young lady actually knew Lin Mo?
