Jian Jin: But I Know You!

Jian Jin knocked on the door and saw he was on the phone. Thus, she simply replaced his cold coffee with a freshly brewed mocha before turning to leave.

At this moment, Lu Zhi lightly said, "Don't mention the past. Otherwise, I'll want to drag you down with me."

Jian Jin stopped and looked at him.

Lu Zhi was sitting under the incandescent lamp. His skin, which had not seen the sun for many years, appeared even paler. The greenish-red capillaries under his neck were almost visible.

Sitting quietly in the wheelchair, he still looked the same as before, but the faint smile on his lips had long disappeared. Recently, it had become colder. "We worked together before, but you're too naive if you think you can control me… I'm not Nie Qixing nor a member of the Nie family or the reclusive families that depend on you to survive."

The reclusive families?

Madam Nie?