Wu Yuxuan didn't say anything at first, his gaze searching hers as if trying to understand the depth of her unease.
Then, with a soft but steady voice, he spoke.
"You're more than just a headline, Lin. What you do behind the scenes matters. People will try to twist it, yes. But that doesn't change the truth of it. And if your name can bring attention to a cause like this, maybe it's not such a bad thing."
Chen Lin looked down at her plate, the words turning over in her mind.
She didn't want the attention, didn't want to be the story. Not like this.
But Wu Yuxuan's words lingered.
He was right about one thing: if her name could help, then maybe that was more important than how it was perceived.
She met his gaze again, a hesitant but grateful smile tugging at her lips. "Maybe... Maybe I'll think about it. But I don't know yet."
Wu Yuxuan nodded, his tone soft. "Good, then I'll be the biggest bidder so you're private dinner will be with me."
