Of course, Han Mo wouldn't think Lei Yan was a callous brother, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope.
Upon hearing the answer, Han Mo felt a chill in his heart.
Lei Yan's ability to make money exceeded anything Han Mo had ever achieved during his peak management of the Wen Group.
Even though his father provided five billion, Lei Yan had managed to raise Xusheng Group's market value to eight billion within just two years. Calling Lei Yan a money-printing machine wouldn't be an exaggeration.
A man like him, near-perfect aside from his height, loving so deeply and passionately for one woman—if she learned about his steadfast affection and protection, it was impossible for her not to be moved.
After all, compared to such depth of emotion, a minor flaw in height seemed utterly insignificant.