"Who is it?" Lin Qianqing looked at Jin Wei, suddenly feeling a strange sensation, so her tone was unpleasant.
She felt that today's cousin didn't seem as dashing and compelling as usual, which always made her heart flutter like a little deer.
In his eyes, she saw something disdainful.
Although Lin Qianqing's mother was the legitimate daughter of the Jin Family, a proper lady of high society, her father came from a grassroots background, and so did her grandmother. Influenced by them, she also felt a sense of being of grassroots origin.
She couldn't stand those who looked down on ordinary people and seemed to think they were above everyone else. Before today, she had thought her cousin shared her sentiments.
Xiao Jinyan watched Lin Qianqing, silently giving a sneer and then went back to drinking tea by the window.
From this angle, looking out the window, one could see a vast beautiful vista of Beijing.