C492 Wishful Thinking

As she thought of this, Liao Dongjing raised her head and looked at this fellow once more, carefully sizing him up.

He was dressed in a proper black suit. There was no sense of work on him. Instead, he gave off a feeling of luxury. His gold-rimmed eyes rested on the bridge of his nose, giving him a refined aura.

He originally looked like a very stable looking figure, but for some reason