869 Put Away Your Pity Act, We Don't Buy It

Li Jin was especially tall, strong and muscular. Unlike Mo Ting, he didn't have the presence of a king; he didn't have the same majesty and dominance. Instead, he was so cold that he made it hard for people to breathe and made them too afraid to say a word.

The name Li Jin sounded like it belonged to a prince from the ancient dynasties. But, the real person still fit the name well.

Lin Qian was sitting in Li Jin's car, but even at this point, she had no idea where she found the courage to board it.

"I...I don't want to waste too much of your time. Let's just chat in the car," Lin Qian said in a slightly reserved manner. She was cautious; if Li Jin stretched out his hand, he could easily snap her neck.

"I don't like it when people talk business in my car. It's too distracting," Li Jin refused.

Lin Qian froze and did not say another word.