Lin Chen was arm in arm with Mo Yu, feeling blissful. Her scent, delicate and girlish, intermingled with the soft rub of their arms against each other, setting Lin Chen's heart racing.
As they entered the hotel, they were greeted by a man and a woman. The man was around fifty, while the woman looked much younger, about thirty.
"Mo Yu, you finally came," the middle-aged man said, a sigh of relief escaping him as he saw Mo Yu.
However, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, and she whispered into Lin Chen's ear, "Lin Chen, this is my father, and that woman is my stepmother."
The middle-aged man, Li Jinshan, is a minor manager at a medicinal company in Zhonghai.
"Oh, Mo Yu, you brought a friend!" the stepmother Zhang Meiqi remarked, following beside Li Jinshan.
Li Jinshan also noticed Lin Chen and asked, "Mo Yu, who is this?"
Mo Yu said, "He is Lin Chen, a friend of mine."
"A friend?" Li Jinshan frowned upon observing Lin Chen's dress and manner.
