Young master an doesn't have such poor relatives

Lin Yi was caught off guard and met the man's eyes. Her heart suddenly tightened because his eyes were too aggressive, as if she had nowhere to hide in front of him.

Out of courtesy, she nodded at him. However, when she looked up again, an Shiyu had already looked away and was taking a sip of his wine.

He looked at Liang Jingchuan and extended his hand."President Liang, please!"

"President an, please!" Liang Jingchuan said, his cynical expression completely gone.

Since when had the smart people in their circle already memorized what to say and what to do?

An Shiyu walked in front, and Liang Jingchuan looked at Lin Yi.

"I'm not going," Lin Yi said immediately."I hate business the most. Besides, my feet hurt from walking all over the place."

Liang Jingchuan looked at the high heels she had ordered and frowned. He said in a low voice,""Wait for me to come back, don't run around."

"En!" Lin Yi nodded.