Ma Long was well aware that as the president of the Shen Group, Shen Lingxue was constantly surrounded by countless talented young men.
But without exception, she had used her career as an excuse to politely reject them all.
But now, she was actually going to pursue a mere driver?
Ma Long grew more and more confused, only snapping out of it when Jiang Xinghai blew a puff of smoke in his face.
"So, you need something?" Jiang Xinghai asked, a faint smile on his lips.
"Mr. Jiang, have you... accepted Lingxue's advances?" Ma Long asked, seemingly resigned to this reality.
He had witnessed Jiang Xinghai's skills the night before and knew the man was anything but ordinary.
After he had returned home last night, Qu Xiangrui had paid him a visit.
When Qu Xiangrui told him how even Cheng Zhipeng, the powerful Patriarch of the Cheng Family, had long since submitted to Jiang Xinghai, he had begun to feel a sense of reverence for the man.
