Whenever Frost Pavilion is ntioned, Han Ling envisions Lin Shuang’s delicate and charming appearance. Her every move truly tugs at one’s heartstrings.
It’s just a pity that such an interesting woman has absolutely no interest in him.
"Is there still no news from the Lin Mansion?"
The shopkeeper was long accustod to his boss’s erratic conversation style, so he imdiately nodded and said, "No, we’ve sent at least a dozen invitations, but Miss Lin always says she’s too busy to make ti."
It’s just a al; how can she be so busy that she can’t find the ti? Clearly, this is just an excuse from Lin Shuang.
However, in front of the boss, the shopkeeper wouldn’t dare voice such thoughts.
Han Ling sneered coldly, "Hmph, it seems that little girl really has been entrapped by that Silly Prince!"
Silly Prince?
The shopkeeper furtively glanced around; although they were in Ling Frost Pavilion, he understood the adage that walls have ears.
However, why did he feel like the boss’s words sounded more like jealousy?
"And Mr. and Madam Lin haven’t responded either?"
The shopkeeper silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shaking his head, "No, they haven’t either."
The boss, knowing he couldn’t gain favor with Lin Shuang, then tried to approach her parents.
Yet, the two elders who initially praised the boss suddenly began rejecting his gifts with various excuses for so reason.
Not only that, but Madam Lin even deliberately sent a maid to pass on a ssage saying that Miss Lin was too vulgar, unworthy of Young Master Han.
Lin Shuang is the most sought-after young woman in the Capital city; how could there be talk of her being vulgar?
Madam Lin was obviously indirectly reminding Han Ling that her daughter wasn’t interested in him and that he should have so self-awareness and stop pestering them.
Han Ling understood her aning, but without obtaining the formula from Frost Pavilion, he had no choice but to persist in pursuing Lin Shuang, even if it ant thickening his skin.
What made it even more infuriating was that his obstacle wasn’t just Lin Shuang’s indifference, but also a Sixth Prince who had suddenly surfaced out of nowhere.
Daring to compete with a prince for a woman, he truly thought he had gone mad!
"Boss, I also looked into the background of that Sixth Prince. It’s said that he and Miss Lin grew up together, as childhood friends."
The shopkeeper held his tongue abruptly, quickly shutting his mouth because Han Ling’s face had beco incredibly dark.
They were childhood friends, not soone who suddenly appeared out of nowhere!
Damn it!
Han Ling slamd his fist on the table, wasn’t it said that the Capital city is teeming with nobles and gold everywhere? So why hadn’t he discovered any of that since arriving here!
This Capital city and he were absolutely a mismatch, a huge mismatch!
"Alright, I’ll expedite the Frost Pavilion matter, but we also need to quickly address those small workshops under us. I see Lin Shuang is not one to be underestimated, and now that she has a prince beside her, it’s only a matter of ti before they find our workshops."
Despite his anger, Han Ling wasn’t so enraged as to lose his judgnt.
The shopkeeper nodded imdiately in agreent and as soon as he left, he sent several trusted subordinates to the small workshops outside the city to handle the elimination of the evidence.
The individuals received their orders and left, but failed to notice that tails had already subtly followed them.
These tails tracked them closely, not losing sight even when they reached the small workshops.
No sooner had the shopkeeper gone out, than Han Ling began smashing the teacups and teapots in the room into smithereens!
"Lin Shuang! You little bitch, does this young master want nothing more than your formula? Why is it so difficult! Damn it! Damn it!"
Han Ling had been fighting alone for years and faced nurous hurdles along the way, but having had an easy ti in recent years, this small setback seed to wear him out excessively.
Nevertheless, the perseverance he had honed over the years wasn’t sothing that vanished just like that.
"Hmph, you stubborn girl! You ignore , do you? Fine, then don’t bla for being ruthless. I refuse to believe that this young master can’t make you submit! Both the formula and the woman, I can’t lack either one!"
Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Han Ling took out so invitation cards again and personally wrote a heartfelt love letter.
"...Your clear eyes appear in my dreams, always making my heart race uncontrollably..."
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