For several days in a row, Lin Moxiao's calls to Jiang Shuya were either hung up or went unanswered. He sat stiffly in the Yunshang Garment Office, secretly heartbroken.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. He irritably sat up from the back of his chair, straightened his sharp suit, resumed his cold, stern expression, and his deep, hoarse voice rang out, "Come in."

The woman who entered was dressed in a bright yellow suit, the color of which was eye-catching. She had exquisite makeup on her face and wore slender black high heels. Her figure was graceful, and her coat swayed with her graceful movements, but it could not hide her curvaceous and slender figure.

"Mr. Lin, this is Chaoxi's summer clothing exhibition next week. Ms. Zhou has already seen it, and she wants you to take a look as well. If you're satisfied, the publicity department will begin preparations and notify the exhibition organizers to make the necessary arrangements."

Lin Moxiao didn't take the documents from the woman in the yellow dress. Instead, he made a phone call on his desk and spoke into the other end.

"Mr. Zhou, from now on, all management matters concerning Chaoxi and Queen Garments will be handled by Mr. Xu. He doesn't need to go through me. If there's anything you can't decide, have Mr. Xu come to me personally."

The woman in the yellow suit panicked upon hearing this. The smug look on her face vanished, replaced by shame and indignation, a stark contrast to her confident demeanor when she first entered. Yu Yourong looked at the man before her.

Lin Moxiao raised an eyebrow, his handsome face expressionless and indifferent. He turned around in his chair, and his clear, magnetic voice rang out:

"Grab the documents and get out of here quickly."

Since the young master of Yunshang Garment Factory started working there, he has only symbolically attended a few board meetings. His arrival at Yunshang Garment Factory quickly caused a huge uproar.

Because before, everyone had only heard that Ms. Liang had a grandson, but no one had ever seen him. They assumed that he, like the other two families, was left alone abroad to pursue further studies. No one expected that he was hiding in China and was so outstanding and handsome that he captivated a large group of unmarried girls as soon as he joined the company.

So every now and then, attractive girls would appear in front of Lin Moxiao to strike up a conversation and find various reasons to get close to him.

Just to catch a glimpse of the young and handsome CEO Lin, people from companies like Chaoxi and Queen's Garment, whose offices are several floors apart, tirelessly come to spy on him.

For a time, Zhou Yunhua, the person in charge of Yunshang Garment, was completely baffled.

It's important to know that all three brands belong to Ms. Liang. Yunshang Garment has been in a slump in recent years, with its office area usually deserted and unable to receive many people who come to discuss cooperation. But because a young master came, it suddenly became bustling and lively, with people crowding the place all day long.

Lin Moxiao was annoyed by Rao's behavior, so he directly issued a notice that all matters in the two departments would be handled by the newly promoted General Manager Xu, and he would become a hands-off manager, intending to just hand over the reins to his grandmother like this.

Everyone at Yunshang Garment Factory now knows that Jiang Shuyue and Lin Moxiao were high school classmates. When Jiang Shuyue first arrived, Lin Moxiao defied public opinion and gave her the opportunity to go abroad to observe a major international fashion exhibition the following month, which immediately displeased President Zhou.

This opportunity was originally meant for her niece, but Jiang Shuyue snatched it away. As a result, everyone speculated that Jiang Shuyue and Lin Moxiao had a close relationship, and they began subtly trying to find out more about their connection.

Jiang Shuyue really hoped there would be some kind of relationship, but since Lin Moxiao started working at the company, he had only kept his promise for that dinner party and hadn't given her any other opportunities to take care of her.

She was well aware that the girls in the company, just like she had been in the past, harbored restless hearts, fantasizing that Lin Moxiao would come out and say a word to them, their budding dreams of a romantic night together.

But no, that guy goes into his office after the meeting and never comes out, and sometimes he doesn't even show up.

In his office, Lin Moxiao's phone rang. It was a call from the real estate agency. They said that a buyer for Yushan Apartment had been found and that he should come over as soon as possible to complete the formalities. The new buyer also wanted to discuss the books in his study.

After finishing the call, Lin Moxiao quickly walked out of the office. His tall and slender figure was strong and well-proportioned, with a perfect, meticulously sculpted curve that was smooth and full of vitality, exuding a unique masculine beauty.

His appearance immediately drew the attention of the girls at their workstations. As he passed Jiang Shuyue's workstation, Lin Moxiao turned around, walked up to her, and whispered, "Has Jiang Shuya contacted you recently?"

Jiang Shuyue shook her head, somewhat displeased. "No, she rarely contacts me."

"Can you help me arrange a meeting with her? I need to talk to her." Lin Moxiao persisted.

Jiang Shuyue took a deep breath and said confidently, "Okay."

Lin Moxiao smiled faintly; "Send me the location once it's agreed upon."

He left behind a sentence and walked away without making a sound. Everyone watched him disappear from sight with eager eyes, and then immediately leaned over to ask him questions.

Jiang Shuyue, who was not in high spirits, felt a chill in her heart. She gave a perfunctory reply and then picked up her phone to send a message to Jiang Shuya.

Lin Moxiao drove all the way to Yushan Apartment, where the real estate agent was already waiting for her.

The man handed over the contract, which Lin Moxiao quickly glanced through. He had no questions about the selling price and, following instructions, signed the contract.

The real estate agent suggested that Lin Moxiao's study was too messy and asked if they could help clean it.

Completely bewildered, Lin Moxiao arrived at the study, only to be stunned by the scene before him. The desk and floor were a mess, with many books torn to shreds.

Many books were disassembled in pieces and could not be repaired; some were even torn into pieces.

The ancient poems, classic works, and classical music scores that were originally neatly arranged on the bookshelf were torn out page by page and thrown on the floor. The model airplane on the table was also smashed to the ground.

He walked to the desk in disbelief and saw that the books he had carefully wrapped had vanished, leaving only their beautiful covers untouched on the table.

His brow furrowed, a storm raging within him, filled with extreme anger. Struggling to control his rage, he knelt down and began arranging the books.

When a staff member nearby asked if they could send someone over to help, Lin Moxiao shook her head and remained silent.

The man could only leave apologetically. Lin Moxiao carefully searched through the pile of books for books that could be repaired. These books contained his mother's hobbies and memories, and many of them were his mother's keepsakes, her only remaining memories.

Although most of them were classical musicals, there were also musical scores that he played with his mother. Those scenes filled with beautiful memories were the only ones that remained for him. He didn't want to forget them and wanted to keep them for the rest of his life.