Li Mingjun's only hint of a smile suddenly froze on his face, and he immediately raised his head, his eyes carrying a trace of coldness, staring at the young man standing before him.
And Lin Shanshan, who stood beside Lin Mo, had her mind tainted by Du Li and Ma Yan and knew that Li Mingjun's family was an offshoot of the powerful Sanhe Consortium of Han Country. Seeing Lin Mo standing up for her augmented her worry.
The influence of the Sanhe Consortium in global finance was absolutely incomparable to the Lin Family, and even the Qu Family and Su Family would look small in front of Sanhe's financial power.
Thinking of this, Lin Shanshan felt a bit sour in her heart. Her soft, pale hand gripped Lin Mo's, giving it a tight squeeze, hoping he wouldn't antagonize such a powerful enemy for her sake.
Lin Mo seemed to have long understood Lin Shanshan's thoughts; he instead squeezed her small hand and gave her a sunny smile, filled with confidence and determination.
