The morning sun streamed in weakly, yet the weather was good outside. Within the courtyard of the Lu Family, a tranquil and gentle atmosphere held an inviting charm.
Lu Yinchu was sitting on the sofa, his body slightly reclined, and a tea cup was placed by his side. Qi Qun and Li Mufang were sitting diagonally across from him.
Qi Qun was somewhat wary of Lu Yinchu. Being only in his thirties, this young man exuded an undertone of indifference that resulted in a chilling effect. It was even more noticeable after he had engaged successfully in business for a few years.
Qi Qun was not oblivious to the cunning and deceit practiced in the business world. Lu Yinchu's journey to success was marked by his own strategies.
Their smiles were deceitful, smooth-talking, cunning and masks were worn as a matter of habit.
Once it became a habit, it was difficult to change.
