<h4>Chapter 1262: Chapter 1275</h4>


    The man sitting in the center had a face identical to Chu Ge, but his identity and status were worlds apart from Chu Ge.


    He was Jiang Chen, the powerful and wealthy heir of the Jiang Family.


    The moment Lin Zhihan walked through the door, his eyes narrowed sharply, his gaze burning as he fixed it on her, as if afraid that with a blink, she would vanish again. At that moment, it was like a heart, adrift for many years, had found a harbor, or like a calmke of emotions had been stirred into waves, violently trembling.


    Since three years ago, he had been repeatedly "blind dating" with every heiress in the world surnamed Lin. Today, the fallen Lin Family from the alleys of City A was thest Lin Family in the whole of North China.


    Understand that when he stepped here, his heart began to sink. How could a ce like this be where his little princess lived?


    Although the cramped space was unbearable for him, an inexplicable stability made him endure, waiting for thest Miss Lin to make her appearance.


    Thankfully, Heaven wasn’t cruel again. God knows when he saw Lin Zhihan, how intense his yearning was, mirrored by the impulse to rush forward and embrace her.


    His heart ached; it was this pain that allowed him, living in another time and space, to feel the same Heart Sutra.


    He nced at the person napping in the corner; the sunlight poured in, illuminating her fair face, with her dainty mouth tightly pursed. Against the light, her long eyshes could be seen slightly fluttering, seemingly she wasn’t having a good dream.


    He pointed at the person who was dreaming, "She’s the one."


    Everyone followed his direction, smiles blossoming, knowing their family’s freshest girl would surelynd a golden catch.


    As soon as Lin Zhihan sat, she started to get sleepy again, drifting off into a dream where she was being chased by a big bad wolf. As she desperately ran, the wolf suddenly appeared in front of her, whimpering, its eyes filled with destion and wandering, seeminglyining about her abandoning it.


    "Zhihan? Zhihan!" someone next to her called out.


    Lin Zhihan opened her hazy eyes and instinctively asked, "Is it over? Can we eat now?"


    Everyone sweat-dropped; in such an atmosphere, she was thinking of food.


    But Jiang Chen, with a curve of a smile at his mouth, mused that his little princess hadn’t changed a bit.


    "Congrattions to Miss Lin for bing Young Master Jiang’s chosen fiancée."


    Lin Zhihan’s drowsiness was instantly scared away by this unexpected news.


    What?! So this whole borate setup was for a blind date?


    Lin Zhihan stared nkly at the man in the center for a long time before finding her voice again, "You’re Young Master Jiang?"


    Jiang Chen nodded with a smile.


    "You want to marry me?"


    Jiang Chen kept smiling warmly, nodding.


    Lin Zhihan looked at him in disbelief, like he was a monster, thinking to herself, "God, is this guy crazy? Right off the bat saying he wants to marry me? And inviting all my rtives as if he really was someone important."


    Lin Zhihan automatically ignored the ttering words of her surrounding rtives and walked straight to Jiang Chen, the earphones still hanging around her neck, her pant legs rolled up to reveal her fair ankles, exuding a roguish air.


    "What if I say no?"


    Everyone gasped at her words, gesturing frantically, indicating who she was dealing with—famed from the Jiang Family. Jiang Chen’s name alone symbolized power and wealth. How many dreamed of this fortune, and this child didn’t recognize the good in front of her, even wanting to push it away.


    Lin Sufang, in anger, pulled Lin Zhihan aside and quickly smiled at Jiang Chen, "My daughter has never seen such a scene and must have been scared silly. She’ll marry, she certainly will."


    "Mom, what are you saying? Why should I marry him!" Lin Zhihan eximed, a bit angry, feeling her mom was usually greedy for money, but this was about her daughter’s lifetime happiness—how could she be so careless.


    "You silly girl, marry him you must," Lin Sufang said, shielding Lin Zhihan behind her, afraid her daughter might carelessly kick out.


    "Honorable future mother-inw, here’s a small token from your son-inw. Please kindly ept it. If possible, I’d like toe in a few days to take Miss Lin to the Jiang Family to meet my parents."


    "Of course, of course," Lin Sufang’s eyes almost formed crescents with joy, especially hearing him call her "mother-inw," and suddenly feeling like her social status had skyrocketed. She happily epted the golden card from Jiang Chen’s secretary, admiring it lovingly.


    Jiang Chen stood, slightly bowed, "I won’t disturb you further. Please take care of my fiancée for the next days."


    With that, he gave Lin Zhihan a meaningful look, full of tender, liquid affection.


    Lin Zhihan couldn’t help but feel a bit dazed by his gaze, her heart feeling tightly gripped by something, faintly aching, an old yet distant feeling engulfing her.


    When she snapped back to reality, Jiang Chen had already left, and she touched her own face puzzledly, feeling a cool liquid.


    She took a deep breath, shook her head, brushing off the inexplicably disturbing and suffocating emotions.


    What deity did she offend today? Breaking up with a jerk in the morning, suddenly proposed to in the afternoon.


    Proposed to?


    Hmm, maybe not, more like a forced marriage.


    "Zhihan, how much money do you think is in this card?" Lin Sufang was still pondering over the golden card. In a moment, she pped her thigh anxiously, "Oh dear, he didn’t tell me the card’s password."


    Lin Zhihan looked at her mother speechlessly, "Mom, are you sure there’s money in that card?"


    "Oh my, what do we do? Without the password, we don’t know how much is on the card. Was this a profitable deal or not?" Lin Sufang muttered about the golden card, frowning.


    In Lin Zhihan’s heart, a thousand crows howled in anguish, realizing her mother had sold her like merchandise at a high price.


    "Oh my, I really thought our Zhihan had the knack to catch a golden catch. Turns out it’s a useless card. I’m telling you, Auntie, do you n to worship that card or use it to prop up a table leg?" Liang Youmei, standing aside, chuckled sarcastically upon hearing the card was useless, retracting her earlier demeanor of cozying up.


    She wondered why her daughter was any less than Lin Zhihan, why Jiang Chen had the eyes for this unrefined person, turning out to be a farce. Thisughable event was enough for her to mock Lin Sufang for a whole year.


    Lin Zhihan shot a re at her second aunt Liang Youmei, who shrank her neck in fear and fell silent at once.


    "Give it to me," Lin Zhihan stretched her hand in front of Lin Sufang, looking at her seriously.


    Lin Sufang, wary, hid the golden card behind her back, "What are you doing? I don’t care. It took so long to raise you up just for this day; marry you must."