Yang Liqun, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, sat sideways in the chair. His hands were on his legs, and the pair of black leather shoes he wore accentuated his new clothes, making him seem as precious as a noble guest. He maintained a polite smile on his face, respectfully answering the questions from Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin from start to finish.
Zhang Guoqing noticed the branded watch on the other's hand—a very subtle brand. He silently mused that Aunt Lin Liyin had misjudged him. How could anyone think he's forgettable like an extra? His manners are impeccable. This is truly a case of not revealing one's true capabilities.
