"The scenery in the valley is quite good. Let's walk and chat together."
Wang Rong was in high spirits, rarely meeting like-minded friends, and inviting everyone to take a walk together.
"Hold on."
Lin Jinlong was unhappy, taking two steps forward to block his sister, sizing him up from head to toe.
Wang Rong, at the age of twenty-one, was quite handsome and tall, displaying an excellent demeanor as a young nobleman.
Since managing the Wang Clan from Long City, his actions have shown a more mature and steady demeanor, and at first glance, the impression he gives is very good.
However, Lin Jinlong did not think so.
At the moment, protecting his sister's reputation was the most important thing for him.
Regardless of who they were or what their purpose was, no one could approach his sister under public scrutiny.
"Uh..."
Wang Rong was embarrassed.
Being stared at by Lin Jinlong, he felt like he had fallen into a tiger's den, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
