Sea City really did not agree with Hua Jian.
He had only just recovered from being infuriated by that little two-faced schemer Shu Yao when another tactless fool turned up.
Fu Ruan.
"Bo Lin, you don't mind if we sit with you, do you?"
Fu Ruan knew Bo Lin well. He rarely humiliated him in public.
After thinking long and hard about what had happened at Jiarui, he had pinned all the blame on Hua Jian.
A faint smile rested on his face as he waited for Bo Lin to say he did not mind, so a little bitch like Hua Jian would learn that the two of them were not remotely comparable in Bo Lin's eyes.
A flash of anger crossed Hua Jian's smiling face, but he quickly regained his composure.
He lifted his eyes to look at this little prince of the piano and found that everything about him screamed pretentious.
It was nearly thirty degrees in Sea City, yet he wore a white suit, with dazzling blue gemstone cuff links and matching buttons at his collar.
So fucking pretentious.
Bo Lin did not answer immediately. Anger flashed in Fu Ruan's eyes, but he suppressed it and could only set a bag in front of Bo Lin.
"I accidentally threw your phone into a phone last time. This is an apology gift."
"I bought a pair of blue diamond brooches at the Jiasi Auction. I kept one for myself, and the other is for you."
Hua Jian ground his teeth. This bastard certainly knew how to work an angle.
Both men stared intently at Bo Lin.
Bo Lin wiped his mouth and casually tossed his napkin onto the table, leaving one corner draped over the gift box.
Fu Ruan's eyes widened, an ominous feeling creeping over him.
Sure