When Hu Jin arrived with his men, he had intended to make quick work of the mess, pull out the contract to intimidate a mere girl like Ming Lingyi, and then "reclaim" the restaurant. That was why he'd brought so many people to put on a show of force.
But who would have thought that every single man he brought was now cowering in fear of the rather young-looking man standing behind Ming Lingyi.
'What a bunch of useless fools!'
Hu Jin couldn't help but curse inwardly. If he had such a formidable guard, would he be getting led around by the nose by a slip of a girl like Ming Lingyi?
"Talk... let's talk..." Hu Jin viciously rubbed the sweat from his palms, the fake smile on his face about to crumble.
Ming Lingyi motioned for the waiter who had just spoken to bring her a stool. If they were going to have a proper chat, standing would be far too tiring.
