C430 An Old Rival
"I don't know you, and I have no connection to you. Why should I care about saving face?"
Once Lin Qinghan had spoken those words, Bai Zihao's face contorted with displeasure.
He couldn't resist glancing at his entourage.
As Bai Zihao's gaze returned, his followers immediately stepped forward, forming a barrier in front of Lin Qinghan.
"Our boss taking a liking to you is a stroke of luck