"Ah... not good..."
Lin Yuying tightly grasped Ye Ning's arm, looking very scared.
As Ye Ning held her hand, she saw a man in a suit and brogues alighting from a Bentley, his large leather shoes neatly tied.
The man, with his sharp, cropped hair and cheekbones, stepped onto the stone pavement at the entrance, his eyes sharp as knife edges.
What a spirited man he was.
Compared to him, Mu Yeli seemed much softer and more sinister.
He Yahui, surprised, watched this handsome man. With her entertainment circle instincts, she just knew that this man would surely become a superstar if he were properly promoted.
However...
Seeing the rotund Bentley he drove and the humble secretary that followed him around, one could tell that he was no ordinary man.
He immediately fixed his gaze on Lin Yuying, "Yuying, listen to me, come over."
Lin Yuying was almost shivering.
"No… Don't, brother..."
Ye Ning frowned at him.
Lin Siqing, however, had already noticed Ye Ning.
