Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

After his breakthrough, Lin Xuan is now able to control the primordial evil fire within his body very well.

While suppressing his evil fire, he mobilized the true energy within his body, slowly and subtly seeping into An Lan's shoulders and neck through his fingertips.

He didn't use any of those strange methods, just the most basic methods of channeling and relaxing.

An Lan slowly relaxed.

She could feel a warm current flowing from Lin Xuan's fingertips, precisely entering her sore shoulders.

Where the heat flowed, the tension gradually eased.

Then came an indescribable feeling of comfort.

She subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xuan smiled and continued to focus on the massage.

A dozen minutes later, he withdrew his hand.

An Lan slowly opened her eyes, feeling much lighter overall.

"Indeed...not bad."

She nodded, a rare occurrence, and her expression seemed to have softened considerably.

Lin Xuan smiled and returned to his seat: "I'm glad President An is satisfied. I'll be available whenever you need me from now on! Just..."

"What is it?" An Lan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"So, can we skip writing the self-criticism?" Lin Xuan rubbed his hands together and chuckled.

"No." An Lan shook her head, refusing very seriously.

Lin Xuan: ......

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at the same time.

Inside another private room on the third floor.

Tong Yao pushed open the door to the room and went inside.

There were already two people sitting in the private room. One was her husband, Chen Chuang, who smiled and stood up when he saw her.

The other one was a young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties.

He was wearing a dark gray suit without a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were casually undone, revealing the lines of his collarbone.

He was very handsome, with a high nose bridge and a smile on his lips, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"Yaoyao, you're here!"

Chen Chuang quickly came forward and reached out to pull her in: "Come in, we've been waiting for you. Come on, let me introduce you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man stepped forward with great elegance.

He was completely different from the bloated Chen Chuang.

"Miss Tong, hello. I've heard Brother Chen mention you countless times, saying that you are not only exceptionally capable, but also incredibly beautiful. Seeing you today, I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved."

His voice was gentle and his tone sincere, giving people a just-right sense of comfort.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Mo, the 'Mo' in 'ink painting'."

Chen Mo, the Chen family?

Tong Yao smiled politely and extended her hand to shake his lightly: "Mr. Chen, hello, you flatter me."

The moment their hands touched!

Tong Yao suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.

A strange feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart. The next second, Chen Mo's handsome face seemed to be branded into her mind, lingering there!

His smile, his eyes, even the upturned corners of his mouth.

Every detail is very clear.

Tong Yao's cheeks flushed slightly uncontrollably, and her breathing became inexplicably rapid.

Chen Mo released his grip at the opportune moment, his smile unchanged.

Chen Chuang, standing to the side, maintained his smile, but his hands, hanging by his side, unconsciously clenched into fists.

A hint of gloom flashed across his face, but he quickly concealed it.

"Alright, alright, we're all on the same side, don't just stand there."

Chen Chuang stepped forward, naturally separating Tong Yao and Chen Mo. He put his arm around Tong Yao's shoulder and said, "Yao Yao, come and see what you want to eat?"

Chen Mo smiled, gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Tong Yao, and stepped aside to make way for her.

His movements were natural and fluid, seemingly possessing an innate elegance and grace.

Tong Yao was a little dazed. After sitting down, she still felt her heart beating a little fast. She picked up the water glass in front of her and drank a whole glass.

"Take a break, take a break. You look tired. Come and see what we want to eat?" Chen Chuang handed over the menu, his tone gentle.

"You can choose whatever you want, I'm fine with anything."

Tong Yao absentmindedly pushed aside the menu, her gaze involuntarily lifting to look at Chen Mo directly opposite her.

Chen Mo was leaning back in his chair, toying with an exquisite lighter in his hand.

He seemed to notice Tong Yao's gaze, looked up, and their eyes met.

Chen Mo smiled slightly and nodded gently:

"Miss Tong, I'm a little curious."

"Um?"

"You look so young, only in your early twenties? Although Brother Chen is equally outstanding, how did you... come to be interested in him?"

He spoke with a very focused gaze and a joking tone.

Chen Chuang's chubby face twitched twice, but he quickly smiled and smoothed things over:

"Young Master Chen, please stop teasing me. Marrying Yao Yao is the greatest blessing I've ever had."

Tong Yao opened her mouth, as if to say something, but her mind felt completely blank.

"We... met in college, and he... was very good to me." Tong Yao could feel her voice faltering.

"I see, then Brother Chen is really lucky!"

Although there were only three people, Chen Mo's humor made the dinner party very lively.

More than half an hour later.

Chen Chuang's phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at his phone, his expression changed slightly, he made an apologetic gesture to Chen Mo, got up and walked to the window to answer the call:

"Hello, Mr. An? Yes! Yes... I'm eating out... What, now? Okay, I understand, I'm coming!"

His voice wasn't loud, but both people in the private room could hear it.

Chen Chuang hung up the phone and quickly walked back to the table: "Young Master Chen, Yao Yao, I'm so sorry, there's an urgent matter at the company. President An called personally, and I have to go back to handle it immediately."

"It's so late..." Tong Yao said with some dissatisfaction.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow: "Brother Chen, working under President An must be quite stressful, right?"

"Hey, just trying to make a living! Yao Yao, you stay here and have dinner with Young Master Chen for a while, don't neglect our esteemed guest. I'll be back as soon as I've finished my business!"

Without giving Tong Yao a chance to speak, he grabbed his coat and hurriedly left the private room.

The door was closed.

Only Tong Yao and Chen Mo remained in the private room.

The air felt somewhat stagnant.

The thought that she should leave had just flashed through Tong Yao's mind when it was extinguished by an invisible hand.

Instead, a strange thought arose:

It seems quite nice to be here, after all, Chen Mo is sitting opposite me...

She was startled by the thought and quickly picked up her water glass and gulped down several mouthfuls.

She didn't know how much water she drank during the meal, but she always felt thirsty.

"Now that Brother Chen is gone, we can talk more freely."

Chen Mo's voice rang out, and he relaxed his posture slightly, his eyes smiling.

"Miss Tong, to be honest, I've recently noticed that the Tong family's development momentum is quite good, especially the ecological park project that you're in charge of, which is operating very well."

Tong Yao was somewhat surprised, and a surge of joy at being recognized welled up inside her: "President Chen, you flatter me. Compared to your Chen family, our Tong family is insignificant."

"Hey, you can't say that. In my opinion, the Chen family is too rigid and lacks the drive of the Tong family. If our two families could cooperate... then Jiangzhou?"

His tone became more serious: "And what about Anjia?!"

"Cooperate...?"

Tong Yao instinctively wanted to refuse, but then her mind went blank again.

She couldn't bring herself to refuse the man in front of her!