Lin Chuxia's frown deepened, "Just call me Lin Chuxia. We aren't that familiar with each other, and there's no way I'd give Lin Jiayi any advice. I have things to do, so I'm leaving first."
After saying this, she bypassed Li Guangyuan and headed straight for the jeep.
Li Guangyuan still wanted to stop her, but a tall figure stepped in front of him.
When he looked up, he met a pair of gloomy eyes.
"Who are you? I'm a relative of Lin Chuxia, and I haven't finished talking with her."
"Someone like you, a pest, even deserves to talk to her? What kind of relative are you to her? Can't you see she's very impatient dealing with you?"
"You..."
Li Guangyuan was caught off guard by how harshly this person spoke.
Weren't they supposed to say these wealthy people care a lot about appearances?
Someone like this around Lin Chuxia doesn't worry her about her reputation?
He wanted to argue with the man, but upon meeting those cold eyes, he instinctively closed his mouth.
