Do we meet again? Or part ways?

back his tousled hair with a finger, straightening his tie. His eternally unchanging icy face held a sharp gaze that pierced through me.Such a man would drive many real women crazy, rightIt's a pity...not as important as the wrinkles on her face! It's the most lethal kind of invisible bragging!"I chuckled softly. The Lin family truly were born with a silver spoon in their mouths. I looked at Lin Ya...