Chapter 184: People of the Capital, the Heavenly Crest!

The latest interpersonal relationship column showed no one with the surname Wang.

"Could it be that he really acted out of lust and simply wants to hit on Lin Mu?"

Lin凡 (Lin Fan) glanced at the man twice more, his suspicion growing that this man was actually the one trying to gatecrash the circle and network.

Just now, when checking his background, Lin Fan discovered that he only owned one environmental protection company. Furthermore, upon inspecting the company's operational status, he found that its annual profit was less than 200 million, putting him in an entirely different league compared to Lin Fan.

He had no idea where the man got the confidence to put on airs in front of him.

Since the other party was not exceptionally wealthy, Lin Fan no longer bothered to keep a low profile.

"Mr. Fang, aren't you being a bit lacking in basic manners? My sister has no interest in talking to you, yet you persist in pestering her relentlessly. Isn't that somewhat disrespectful?"

Lin Fan frowned, clear displeasure written across his face.

"I just wanted to get to know her, why are you so tense? We Beijing locals have always been very hospitable. You're from out of town, so it's only natural that you don't know the rules."

Fang Jinyuan laughed out loud and once again extended his business card toward Lin Mu.

Lin Mu looked at Lin Fan at a loss.

Her heart was pounding even harder than Lin Fan's. After all, she had no idea if the other party possessed a powerful background; if she said the wrong thing and offended someone, it would stir up unnecessary trouble.

Attending an event of this scale for the first time left her completely out of her depth.

Instead, Lin Fan snatched the business card right out of his hand, casually crumpled it into a ball, and shoved it into his pocket. With a smile that didn't reach his eyes, he said, "Mr. Fang, you're judging a book by its cover. Just because you're from Beijing, does that automatically give you the right to look down on outsiders? Isn't that a bit too self-righteous?"

The moment Lin Fan saw his expression and tone, he guessed that the man was likely not a person of high rank or power, which allowed his own heart to relax significantly.

After all, Lin Fan was practically a top-tier billionaire. If the other party were in the same league as him, Lin Fan would naturally speak with greater courtesy.

However, Lin Fan's sarcastic tone indicated that the man was not someone to be feared.

At that moment, the woman standing beside Fang Jinyuan couldn't help but interject: "What's this! Are you pissed off? Have you even looked at the divine纹 (lines of fortune) on my husband's forehead? My husband's family is a top-tier prestigious clan in Beijing, and he is the descendant of Beijing aristocracy. It's not your place as some out-of-towner to point fingers and judge!"

"A top-tier prestigious clan?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but sneer.

He had already seen right through Fang Jinyuan's background, including everyone in his recent social circle. He had casually checked them too, and none of his associates were descendants of prominent families or figures of high standing.

It was just that the Fang family happened to have a bit of money.

Placed in Hangzhou, the Fang family wouldn't even rank among the top-tier prestigious clans, let alone compare to second-generation heirs like Bai Haohao or Su Qianlong.

That was why he dared to slap him in the face publicly.

"The bottom line of both of you has already been seen through; there's no need to pretend to be wealthy here! You must think the two of us came here to leech off the circle and butter up the rich. As for buying this white elephant jade carving, it's just a matter of the blink of an eye for me."

Lin Fan scoffed with utter disdain.

Sure enough.

Upon hearing these words, Fang Jinyuan's eyelids twitched; clearly, he had hit the nail on the head.

Lin Fan continued, "And what divine lines of fortune? With a mere 150 million in your bank card, you still dare to put on airs in front of me. I think you two are the ones here to suck up to the wealthy!"

Hearing this, Lin Mu couldn't help but tug at the corner of his jacket, signaling him to say less.

Lin Fan paused for a moment and simply decided to stop paying attention to this bizarre couple.

When checking Fang Jinyuan's profile earlier, he found that Fang Jinyuan was unmarried, meaning their relationship was likely just that of a couple. That explained why he dared to openly show favor to Lin Mu without any regard for his female companion.

However, Fang Jinyuan couldn't help spewing more garbage at that moment: "Don't look down on people either. Who here isn't a prominent, filthy-rich tycoon? I'd like to see whether you actually have the financial muscle to buy this white elephant jade carving!"

With that, he beckoned to a waiter behind him.

The waiter hurried over, and Fang Jinyuan spoke briskly: "I want to buy this white elephant jade carving, bidding fifty million! Write up the invoice, I'll transfer the funds immediately."

Finishing his sentence, the corners of his mouth curled up as he stared at Lin Fan with disdain.

"Do you dare to bid against me? Judging by your clueless look, you probably don't have the guts to compete with me! You refuse to admit you have no money—what a toad trying to bite a swan, putting on airs!"

As his words fell, the woman in the cheongsam beside him chimed in: "Well said, hubby! This guy clearly has never seen the world! My husband is friends with Young Master Zhu, one of the Thirteen Young Masters of Beijing. And you actually had the nerve to say he's pretending to be rich? Do you know who Young Master Zhu is? Do you know how wealthy his family is? A casual wave of his hand could crush you to death with banknotes!"

Lin Fan frowned once again.

He had not seen anyone with the surname Zhu in Fang Jinyuan's social circle column.

Could this woman be bluffing, intentionally putting on a false front to scare him?

Thinking of this, he spent another 100,000 wealth points to redeem a detective card and check the woman's profile.

The woman was named Jiang Yunxi, twenty-six years old, also a native of Beijing.

Her profession was a model, and her family consisted only of her parents. She was an only child, but both parents were civil servants.

Her background was entirely ordinary, yet her interpersonal relationship column featured someone surnamed Zhu, whose name was Zhu Maowu.

Following that, he spent another 100,000 wealth points to continue inspecting Zhu Maowu's profile.

The inspection gave him a genuine shock.

This Zhu Maowu really was indeed one of the Thirteen Young Masters of Beijing, and the Zhu family was indeed one of Beijing's top-tier prestigious families.

However, he found it very strange: why did Fang Jinyuan have no connection with Zhu Maowu, whereas this woman did?

Out of curiosity, he checked the intimacy level between the woman and Fang Jinyuan once more, discovering that their intimacy score was actually less than 30—not even reaching the level of being real friends.

On the contrary, her intimacy score with Zhu Maowu had reached a staggering 100!

This prompted a bold thought in his mind: Zhu Maowu was keeping this woman as a mistress, and this woman was treating Fang Jinyuan as a fallback option!

No wonder he had felt something was amiss when checking the operational status of Fang Jinyuan's company.

So this guy was a cuckold!

Now he finally figured out why this guy had fallen in love with Lin Mu at first sight, directly ignoring the woman beside him and even showing signs of disgust toward her.

It just goes to show how chaotic high society really was!

Meanwhile, seeing that Lin Fan remained silent and didn't speak, Fang Jinyuan grew even more unbridled in his mockery: "Cat got your tongue, huh? Why pretend to be a big shot when you're broke? I really have no idea how a country bumpkin like you managed to get in here—such bad luck."

With that, he turned back to coax Lin Mu with a smile: "Beauty, please forgive my bluntness, but this guy isn't worthy of you. There are plenty of rich men here; if you casually pick any middle-aged man, chances are he's a person of power and influence, guaranteeing you a life of luxury and endless wealth for the rest of your days. Following him will only lead to you getting conned out of your money and virtue..."

Actually, he could also tell that Lin Fan and Lin Mu were not real siblings.

After all, their relationship lacked the genuine intimacy of real brothers and sisters, and their appearances were worlds apart—one as ethereal as a fairy, the other looking utterly rustic.

Lin Fan glanced at the woman in the cheongsam. Sure enough, while Fang Jinyuan was speaking, the woman wore the exact same expressionless face.