Jian Qicai's stern face was handsome and charming. When he sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, he still exuded a certain flair. Even with his outfit full of brand logos, he didn't come off as tacky; instead, he seemed quite upscale.
Most importantly, this guy knows how to live. After he snapped his fingers, the woman who had been standing behind him soon brought over two cups of coffee, placing them in front of Jian Qicai and Lin Tian. Then she stood guard nearby, not allowing anyone to approach.
Jian Qicai and Lin Tian sat facing each other, casually sipping their coffee, not bothering with what Lin Tian might be thinking, patiently waiting for his response.
Lin Tian took a sip of his coffee and frowned. No matter how much sugar is added, he's not used to it; tea is still better.
