Today was the first time Lin Jie met Daniel Li, and the first impression he got was how tall this man was—at least six foot three.
He had slightly gray wavy short hair, a weathered and chiseled tan face, paired with a robust and lanky build cultivated through years of exercise, and he was at the age which showcased a man's mature charm—around forty.
All these combined made Lin Jie feel that this man was quite something, a charming middle-aged attractive uncle.
As Lin Jie had reminded her beforehand, An Kexin did not introduce Lin Jie to Daniel Li.
The three of them sat in the office's reception area, with the host and guests taking their seats.
Daniel Li first glanced at Lin Jie, then smiled warmly and said in slightly imperfect Mandarin, "Miss An, I need to be honest with you!"
