Charles Yin and Max Mo's First Direct Confrontation

Charles Yin had already heard the name Max Mo countless times while he was abroad.

Countless people told Charles that Max Mo was a calm, poised, and exceptionally handsome rising star in the business world.

In just five short years, Max Mo transformed the Mo Family from the brink of bankruptcy into a powerhouse that could rival the Yin Family.

It’s important to remember that the Yin Family has a deep foundation and rich heritage.

For a man to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Yin Family—how could that not be impressive?

Although Charles didn’t find Cecilia Gu particularly unforgettable, deep down, he absolutely didn’t want Max Mo to meet her.

He had a strange feeling—if Max Mo ever met Cecilia, he might lose her...

Lose her...

Why did he suddenly have such a thought?

He’d never truly had her—so how could he lose her?

But that word crashed into Charles Yin's heart, stubborn and unbreakable.

No, he would never allow it!

"No need! Mr. Mo is busy; there's no need to trouble him with such a trivial matter." Charles strode out of the ward, leaving only his back to Cecilia: "Madam, you're not feeling well. You should rest properly in the hospital."

After saying this, Charles quickly left the room.

Cecilia also heard Alex's words, but she didn’t think Charles’s reaction was unreasonable.

As for Max Mo, she didn’t even know him—why should she send her regards?

Charles Yin's reply was soon relayed to Max Mo.

Max Mo was burning incense. Upon hearing his assistant’s report, a wide smile appeared on his lips.

His strikingly handsome features made several women nearby gasp in awe.

Unlike Charles Yin’s cold, enigmatic charm, Max Mo always made people feel warm and welcomed.

Charles Yin was really in a hurry to distance himself?

The news of his marriage had always been kept under wraps, so no one outside even knew he was married.

If he didn’t have his own sources, he probably wouldn’t have known that today his subordinate had run into Charles’s newlywed wife.

Normally, it would be perfectly reasonable for him to pay his respects.

But why was Charles Yin hiding his wife so carefully?

Could it be that his wife was hiding some kind of secret?

Max Mo said leisurely to his assistant, "President Yin is thoughtful, but as guests, we can’t forget our manners. My subordinate caused trouble, so naturally we must take responsibility. Besides, Violet Dragon Corporation still hopes to cooperate with Yin Enterprises. If President Yin is willing, I’d like to invite him for tea!"

The assistant noted Max Mo’s words and quickly turned to leave.

Max Mo watched the assistant’s back, suddenly losing interest in burning incense.

"Sorry, everyone. I have other matters to attend to today..." Max Mo didn’t need to finish; the others quickly followed his lead: "We happen to have things to do as well, so we won’t disturb you any longer! Goodbye!"

A whole group left in a rush, the room emptied in seconds.

Max Mo’s long fingers brushed a photo lying on the table. The girl in the picture wore a gentle, serene smile.

She looked exactly like Cecilia Gu, but her vibe was completely different.

"Nono, do you think I’ll ever meet that girl again?" Max Mo gazed at the girl in the photo, his eyes growing softer. "Is she the angel you sent to love me in your place?"

Knock knock knock—the sound of someone knocking came from outside.

"Come in." Max Mo casually flipped the photo over, hiding it on the table.

The assistant quickly walked in and quietly reported to Max Mo, "President Yin accepted your invitation. But he said that since S City is Yin Enterprises’ territory, it wouldn’t be proper for a guest to host. President Yin is already waiting at the Majestic Hotel—a six-star hotel under Yin Enterprises."

"Got it. Tell President Yin I’ll be there on time." Max Mo’s eyes sparkled, confident of victory.

Charles Yin, we’re finally going to face each other head-on!

I can’t wait to see what happens between us!